I Was a Loner, but My Class Got Summoned to Another World…-Chapter 126: Scorch’s Duty
Scorch at first followed the fast Silis, who had Valeria on her back, heading directly towards the wall that Master Logan had told them to defend. However, Zephyr, seeing everything from the sky, suddenly told him to go to the southern wall.
[Scorch, I will help Master Logan. Go south. Many enemies,] Zephyr, who was just above them, called out to him before he suddenly took a U-turn and went in the opposite direction to where their master was.
[Silis, I will go south, please be careful,] Scorch said to the large serpent, one of his many friends within his master’s tamed beasts. She was always nice, often helping him make a bigger home.
[Will you be going alone?] The large serpent responded, as most of the group was behind her, preparing to face the most numerous of the demons.
[Yes, no problem, I will kill them all,] Scorch mentally chuckled.
Scorch did not fear the blue skins. He wanted to finally fight a worthy opponent and become his master’s number one tamed beast.
Knowing that Zephyr could fly and secure faster kills, Scorch needed more enemies—and stronger ones at that. He ran to the wall where he was told there were many enemies and bashed it open. He had no time to slowly jump to the other side.
Scorch prepared himself and tried to remember his new skills. For a monster, the knowledge came naturally; they only had to understand what skills they could use and their abilities.
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Name: Scorch / New* Species: Primordial Tarbosaurus / Level: 48 / Blood Mark: Neck / Loyalty: 82/100
Str: 71 / Agi: 46 / Dex: 41 / Con: 59 / Int: 52 / Char: 41
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Flame Breath: Unleashes a powerful stream of fire capable of incinerating foes.
Molten Scales: Scales radiate intense heat, burning anything that comes into contact with them.
Searing Whip: Whips its tail releasing a blazing slash on its path.
Inferno Burst: Unleashes a powerful burst of flames, dealing massive fire damage to enemies in a wide area.
Flame Aura: Surrounds itself with an aura of fire, reducing damage taken and burning any enemies that come close.]
New* Blazing Stomp: Scorch stomps the ground with immense force, causing fiery cracks to spread outwards. These cracks release bursts of flames that incinerate enemies in their path and create a heated area that damages any foe who steps on it.
New* Burst Charge: Scorch engulfs himself in searing temperatures close to that of molten lava and charges at high speed towards his enemies. This fiery charge can break through enemy lines, leaving a trail of burning ground behind, and causing significant fire damage to anyone caught in his path.
New* Blazing Roar: Scorch lets out a powerful roar imbued with fiery energy. This roar creates a shockwave of heat that disorients and burns enemies within its radius, making them more vulnerable to subsequent attacks.
New* Infernal Wrath: Scorch channels his inner rage, increasing his strength and fire-based abilities for a short duration. During this time, all of his attacks deal extra fire damage, and any enemies that come into contact with him are set ablaze.
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As soon as debris flew all over the place, Scorch used Infernal Wrath, followed by Blazing Roar to strengthen the effect. He saw how those who were near the wall were turned to ash before even realizing they were under attack.
Those who had defended themselves with magical barriers were met with stones that flew far and strong as he used a good portion of his newfound strength to bash the stone wall.
Not giving those who still stood time to react, Scorch readied another Burst Charge to rush into in the middle of all the demons who wanted to enter the wall, hitting them like a bowling ball.
He crushed, burnt, and even melted those who were in his path while sending others flying with a headbutt.
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If Scorch could laugh like his master, he would be doing that. Watching the demons run and try to hide was the best sight, especially since they had tried to hurt Master and his town.
Reaching the center of the battlefield was especially useful for his next attack, which he wanted to execute before Infernal Wrath, which powered up his fire attacks, wore off. He readied his right foot and gathered as much mana into it as possible. Blazing Stomp was probably going to be the attack that killed most of his enemies.
His large, strong leg was ready as he injected the last bit of mana into it. He then placed all his weight into it as he tore through the ground, causing a massive earthquake that turned earth to molten lava. Even the more heat-resistant rocks melted with the temperature his new skill released.
Scorch felt the joy of leveling up with each kill. The demons could not withstand his attacks. He heard the sound of a small bell, which meant he had leveled up. His body pulsed as particles of red mana were constantly being delivered to his core.
He heard many of those around him cry out, but there were more coming from a nearby forest along with beasts they had enslaved and mutated.
Some seemed strong, but perfect for Scorch to test his new powers. He did not want any other tamed beast to catch up with him. He knew Silis would best him if he let his guard down. Especially today when she would be facing the most numerous of the demons.
Scorch roared again, this time so loud that even the mutated beasts that were brought showed fear. Too bad for them, they were so close to him in their crazy attempt to kill him to realize that he was the best when it came to close-quarters combat.
Not everything was favoring him, though. The demons, having noticed that Scorch used fire, began trying to freeze the ground around him and employed various water spells to turn the temperatures to their advantage.
Soon, various water spells were thrown at him, including some from a pack of water bears the demons had mutated. These were troublesome creatures—not only did they have tough hides, but they were also nearly as large as Scorch. A pack of them was even deadlier.
Scorch did not show signs of backing down or faltering, though. He knew he would get hurt while fighting, so instead of retreating, he forced another loud roar infused with infernal heat that made the place be covered in steam.
Fire clashed with water and ice; both were never good together, but Scorch had enough energy left to fight more. The jewel that had formed on his back after his last evolution seemed to return a portion of the mana he spent, absorbing and converting other types of mana into fire energy.
Suddenly, a group of ten demons began to chant a strong spell. Scorch needed to deal with them and ignore the rest. He had yet to use one of his most deadly skills, so he began infusing his long tail with fire. He extended the end of Searing Whip and lashed out to hit those in his path.
Those that were slashed were cut in half by the red whip of molten energy. His tail looked to be eight meters long now that it had energy surrounding it.
Using it, he not only disrupted the demons who wanted to cast the large-scale magic but also killed some, while others fled with a teleport.
The battle was deadly. Many of his opponents died, but over time, Scorch was also ridden with wounds. Some ice spikes produced by the artic bears even managed to penetrate his tough scales; they melted after a while, leaving three large holes on his left leg.
Scorch was breathing roughly. While the monsters were dealt with easily, the mutated demons were still numerous and powerful. Some seemed to have waited for this moment to enter their berserk mode.
Scorch had no one beside him. He was slowly wondering if this would be his last fight. If so, he would go out taking all of those who were trying to kill his master with him.
Rage burned intensely through his weakening spirit. He still had mana, he still had a way to fight. He could not stomp or move anymore, but he could blow a deadly jet of flames until those who wanted to kill him burned, together with the forest and everything else, to the ground.
And so he sent wave after wave of powerful streams of fire. He did not care if he died; if he did, he would be remembered as Logans tamed beast who had killed many demons and monsters by himself.
[Scorch, stop so I can help!] he suddenly heard from above. He was glad—he was very glad it was not Zephyr.
He did not want to show his weak side to that bird who would always try to catch up to his level, but this tamed beast who spoke to him—she was nice to Scorch.
