The Absolute beast Tamer

Chapter 30 SADISTIC GAME (2)

Evading the attack of the fourth stage beast, prolonging the fight as much as he could.

Alan felt that the maniac will definitely replicate the previous scenario using fourth-stage beasts.

He can instantly kill a third-stage beast, but for four-stage ones he needs two or three attacks to finish them off.

Fighting a horde will be hellish under these circumstances.

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More and more beasts kept coming at him, with every wave larger than the one before.

Injuries started to appear on his body as he did his best to pace himself in this fight.

20 hours had passed, and while Alan did not know how much time had truly passed, he knew that he was running on fumes.

Alan: "I feel lightheaded. My limbs are weak. My attacks are losing their lethality every minute that goes by, and with over 200 beasts at the fourth stage coming at me right now, I don't think I can keep going solo."

Alan was fighting the idea of summoning Nova to help him in the fight. with her by his side, he could breeze through the last few hours.

But he did not want to give the maniac a new obsession. He did not want to risk blowing Nova's identity as a spatial beast.

Just as he was gasping on the last few bits of energy that he had, a weird sensation ran through his body.

He felt that the beasts who were coming to attack him were so far away. Yet at the same time they were so close, something inside him started bumping like a heart. His body relaxed as if he had not been fighting for 20 hours straight.

He felt that his perception was sinking into the environment around him. He could perceive every move, every breath, and every contracted muscle on every beast. He could tell their location as if they were simply in the palm of his hand.

Insanely enough, a smile formed on his face as he looked at the 200 beasts coming at him.

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Inside the viewing room, Florence didn't take his eyes off Alan at all, not even for a moment in the last 20 hours.

Suddenly someone opened the door and shouted.

Zima: "Where the hell have you been? The head asked about you. Why didn't you answer any of the calls?"

As if someone interrupted his pleasure without even looking at the person talking to him.

Florence: "Shut the f****** door. It has reached the best time. Don't you f****** dare to interrupt me again."

With his aura radiating inside the room, pure bloodlust reflected in his eyes.

The man who came in did not seem to be worried at all. But seeing Florence so focused, he could not help but look down at the theater room.

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Inside the theater, Alan, who had entered a very weird state, started laughing like a maniac.

The beast did not give Alan any time to rest, as it came running at the speed that seemed impossible for the current Alan.

Facing this incoming beast, he simply walked step by step towards it.

The beast's claws were right above his face, but before the moment of impact, he mysteriously appeared by the beast's side and attacked him right at the center of the chest.

His attack did not do much damage to the beast, just contributing to making it angrier at him.

For the next 30 minutes, the beast tried to attack Alan over 2000 times, but none hit their target.

At the same time, Alan attacked the beast 2,000 times right in the center of the chest.

With every attack hitting the same point, the previously unbothered beast started to feel pain, then this pain morphed into damage until it became so serious that its chest started to crack up.

Not so fast, yet not slow either. Alan walked, evaded, then attacked. He simply repeated this action for over 2,000 times.

Until his last attack pierced through the beast's heart.

Ripping it from the beast's chest and holding the huge heart, Alan did not even look at the falling body of the 5th stage beast.

Alan took a bite from the heart as he looked at the viewing room as if making a promise.

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Inside the viewing room.

Florence: "The f***** didn't even summon his beast, and he ripped the stage beast's heart. Biting right in front of me"

Zima: "This is a clear message for you, but this kid is a monster; we should immediately invite him to join us."

Florence: "Who the f*** asked for your opinion? He and I simply made a bet, and I don't want him to join us. How can two predators eyeing each other coexist in the same place?

I'll be waiting for you, for that day when I kill you myself.

Mormons give the kid his prize and escort him out. After watching this kid, I can't control this excitement anymore. I need blood to sedate myself.

Florence left the room, following behind him was Zima; as for the bodyguard, Mormon, he went to escort Alan out.

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Mormon: "Young Master Alan, congratulations on winning the bet. I have prepared a room for you to freshen up and rest. I will deliver the prize to your room later. Would you mind following me?"

Mormon was very courteous towards Alan. His eyes reflected a newfound respect that he held for this young 16-year-old.

Alan: "Please lead the way, Mr. Mormon."

Barely capable of walking, Alan followed Mormon to cleanse himself from blood and tend to his injuries.

He could not wait to get out of this place.