Chapter 20

Countless beasts were shredded into multiple pieces as Lookie advances.
He's like a war god leading a meat grinding chariot.
Well, the beast behind him might be even bigger than a chariot.
It can only be said that it's humongous in size four times bigger than a chariot.
He brought the ferocious Flaming Mane Lion to the midst of beasts ranks.
As it rampage , it plucked numerous low rank beasts' pitiful life with its claws as it desperately tried to slice Lookie who suddenly made resistance.
Several minutes ago , Lookie helplessly struggled confronting this Gigantic beast. He was trampled and slammed flying to different directions.
He was helpless and was played by the Lion Beast.
He became a play ball as his body bounced back and forth as bruises already covered his whole body .
He was painted black and blue.
He can't help himself but be played by the beast who just gained childlike intelligence.
Till….
"Howl!"
"Die devils!"
"Take my sword!"
"Roar!"
"Screech!!"
Various cries reached his ears which then made his eyes lit up.
An idea came into his mind.
He stopped himself from flying as he did his utmost to free himself from the lion's onslaught.
He didn't really acquired severe injuries. All of his injuries were superficial.
However no matter how tough his body is, his skin can't escape the brutal onslaught of blows.
But As he got accustomed with the Lion's strength, his bodily toughness also reached another level with the help of the lingering abundant chi that runs through out all of his tissues.
The Tier 5 beast can't kill him in a short time but Lookie can't completely escape either.
However the door for survival had finally revealed itself.
He broke free from the Lion's paws which prove to be as easy as lifting his fingers.
As time pass with continuous trampling , he can already foresee its attacks and can temporarily exploit some loopholes for a minute escape .
But continuously evading would be as tiring as climbing the immortal mountain.
Evading blows is easy for the current him but keeping up with the fast pace for a longer time would be too taxing so he let himself be hit.
The lion's blow didn't have any intent of killing anyway.
It's just playing ,completely underestimating him. Though it seems to be an opportunity for a surprise attack.
One would be thinking so much if he think he could catch this beast off guard.
A tier 5 is still a tier 5.
However with the sound of battle from the distance, Lookie found an opportunity to escape.
As the saying goes opportunity came with risk .
The higher the risk the bigger the opportunity.
And the risk that Lookie look for is the sea of beasts that appeared at the distance.
He could hear explosions and battle cries. It's a battlefield.
He run in zigzag using the trees as cover to confuse the beast from time to time.
And when he saw the sea of beasts that ranges from Tier 1 to Tier 4 facing a number of Soldiers , he was overjoyed.
" Com' on Little Lion. Let's rampage this battlefield."
Lookie shouted full of hope. It's his chance.
He directly entered the fray creating greater chaos amongst the ranks of beasts.
Using all the beasts around as meat shield , he escaped the Tier 5 Flaming Mane Lion attacks.
His action not only made him escape the beast attacks but help him harvest power energy as well as he did the coup de grace to the beast who took the blow for him and end up severely injured.
It only took him one slash for every throat and power energy came rushing in a series.
His chi did its job as well at the moment making changes at his already developed core as constant influx of newly made chi from the refined power energy came.
He didn't broke through but the core his chi is creating seems to do something more beneficial than having a breakthrough to another rank.
It opened a wider way for his future path. His potential is unlimited.
His white bonelike core became silvery before completely becoming silver after accepting hundred blobs of refined white power energy.
This transformation came unnoticed by Lookie as he enjoyed playing catch with Flaming Mane Lion in the middle of the low rank beasts. He casually absorbed round after rounds of energy as he dealt final blows to the exhausted beasts.
'ROOAARRRR!!!'
'ROOAARRRR!!!'
'ROOAARRRR!!!'
The beast became frustrated as the seem to be unending chase goes on like eternity.
It slammed its paws around furiously unfortunately for him , he can't catch the human who moves like a slithering snake.
What's more the current excited expression of the human made it even more agitated to crush the ant into a pulp.
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Seconds to minutes, minutes into hours of hot pursue, as the duo of a wargod-like human and ferocious beasts dance amidst the chaotic battleground.
Hahaha
Lookie took advantage of the chaos and his just discovered perfect physique maneuver.
Dodging as wind pressure generated from every futile attempt brush pass his cheeks.
It's a wonderful feeling. The now more aggressive attacks that he avoided provided him a wonderful feeling of pride .
His blood boil at every strike passing him which is now enough to kill him by its sheer power.
BAM!!!
Shriek
Another pitiful tier 4 beast was accidentally killed.
"Tsk, Tsk.. At least leave some alive for me to reap. "
BAM !
escape
" You're not cooperating!"
BAM !
" Sh*t you killed it again"
"This beast is not contributing properly. He's not helping me become a strongman in one fell swoop. We've been for long. Now you're not helping me anymore. "
Lookie danced amidst the rhythm of blows, slice and whip. He became relax that he had time to throw casual words.
Shamelessness to the extreme.
Of course the reason for this is his continuously growing power that though still remained as a LEVEL 3 LEAPER seem to rival even the strongest of Tier 4 's .
He can now kill tier 4's with out exploiting weaknesses . His core now fully developed and is in golden hue. He felt full, on the brink of breaking through.
He's about to breakthrough. Very close, he's very close.
He'll soon become an Evolver.
Meanwhile, Captain Harley was dazed at the sight arching the lips in a wide smile. A picture of the past youth woke up the furnace ,reigniting the fire that's been lost.
Faking his being through , passing hurdles in a way he thought the best for him. He climbed the ranks of the great captains. Giving his full attention to it. Act like how his general had told him.
Happiness. Was just an illusion He believed.
He forgot the feeling.
Until..
A dance in the midst of claws, the scared boy who have grown wings in the apocalypse .
Laughing.
'When was the last time.' That past him seem to be another person, a stranger he don't even know .
However Lookie made him remember a shackled child deep in side his heart.
And so he lifted his broadsword burning with even more hope. His eyes burn with determination. Hearts pumping, heat surged in his chest like a constant fireplace ignited in the winter.

'Thanks Kid!' Harley smiled.

Frustration of the dying comrades was replaced with the undying faith of vengeance. He'll stand and won't waste the sacrifices. They died in the battlefield like a real soldier.

So he must as well. Life is just so , even before everything. Weakness is not an excuse. Don't get frustrated by the circumstance.

After the realisation Harley made a quick move helping all he could of the remaining ones til everything came into stability.
The area was cleared and the hoard was handled. He hear the reports that came and got saddened.
However he recovered in swift of a second and did everything accordingly.
As Harley was just about to make a step to his tent, a phenomenon suddenly happened.
The winds suddenly changed course. An invisible pressure spread. Then a boy in the epicenter of the miniature storm caught his sight.
Evolving. Sitting Cross-legged as the leaves flew around him.