The First Dragon God-Chapter 143: Hunting In The Forest (2)

Leo and his group moved deeper into the forest, with steady breath, while making sure to keep up their guard.

The deeper they went, the more the trees seemed to twist and stretch in unnatural way, their bark darkening to a shade of deep crimson.

The forest air had changed as well—what once smelled of damp earth and foliage now carried a faint scent of blood.

Fiona walked close to Leo, her ears perked, sniffing the air cautiously. Her wounds were still healing but she still chose to keep going.

"We’re getting close to something," Ves muttered, her fingers twitching at her sides.

Tatiana nodded, her eyes narrowing. "It’s too quiet. Something’s watching us."

The tension in the air thickened.

A rustling sound came from above.

Leo looked up just as a massive shadow dropped from the treetops.

The creature landed with a sickening crunch, sending dust and leaves flying in all directions.

It was enormous—easily over twelve feet tall, with six elongated limbs ending in curved, serrated claws. Its body was covered in jagged chitin, the texture a mixture of bone and hardened carapace.

Its head was elongated, eyeless, with a gaping maw lined with rows of needle-like teeth. Its movements were twitchy, like a puppet being yanked by unseen strings.

A low, distorted clicking sound echoed from its throat.

Then the clicking multiplied.

From the canopy, several more dropped down, their bodies landing in perfect synchronization.

Mia took a step back. "Oh, hell no."

Tatiana’s lips curled into a smirk. "Now this looks interesting."

Leo didn’t hesitate. He moved first.

The nearest chitin beast lunged toward him, its bladed limbs swiping in a blur.

Leo ducked, sliding beneath the strike before slashing Nightshade upward. The blade connected, carving through the creature’s exoskeleton, but the cut wasn’t deep enough to do much of a damage.

The thing screeched, its wound sealing itself within seconds.

"They regenerate fast," Leo said, through gritted teeth.

He has no idea why almost everything he has fought so far has regeneration. Was the skill so cheap?

Miguel roared as he threw himself into the fray, his fists glowing as he slammed a powerful punch into one of the creatures.

The impact sent it flying into a tree, but just as fast as it fell, it twisted its body leapt back into the fight the next moment.

"They’re durable," Miguel muttered, rolling his shoulders.

Tatiana flicked her wrist, and crimson wires of blood shot from her fingertips, wrapping around one of the creatures.

The wires tightened instantly, severing its limbs with a wet snap. It let out a high-pitched shriek before collapsing.

"Not durable enough," Tatiana mused.

Ves moved next, blinking forward with unnatural speed. She dodged a strike, spun around, and drove her hand through on of the creature’s chest, caving it inward.

Two down.Three to go.

Fiona pounced, her fangs sinking deep into the throat of another, shaking it violently before tossing it to the ground.

Leo’s mind worked fast. Their regeneration was strong, but it had limits. And so, they weren’t invincible.

"Mia!" he called out.

Mia didn’t hesitate. She disappeared from her location and in the next moment, loud screeches filled the forest.

Leo didn’t wait.

He dashed forward, Nightshade gleaming in his hand, and severed their heads in one clean motion.

What followed was silence as the monster’s corpses twitched once, then went completely still.

Leo exhaled, relaxing his frame.

Tatiana wiped a stray drop of blood from her wrist.

"Hardly a challenge."

Miguel huffed. "Speak for yourself."

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Mia let out a breath. "Please tell me that was the worst thing we’ll run into."

The moment she said it, the earth rumbled.

A low, vibrating growl reverberated through the forest.

Leo turned slowly.

The trees ahead shook violently, splitting apart as something huge forced its way through.

A massive serpentine creature slithered out of the darkness. Its body was covered in blackened scales, but along its spine were blazing, molten fissures, as if lava coursed beneath its skin.

Its head was reptilian, its fangs dripping with a thick, bubbling substance that sizzled as it hit the ground.

Twin yellow eyes locked onto them.

It let out a sound—a deep, guttural growl that shook the ground.

"That," Tatiana murmured, "is definitely worse."

The snake, Molten Wyrm, struck without warning, as its body whipped forward, its massive bulk smashing through trees like twigs.

Leo barely dodged in time, the wind pressure alone sending him stumbling backward.

Miguel lunged, his fists glowing white-hot as he delivered a full-force punch to the wyrm’s side.

The impact landed—but instead of sending the creature reeling, its molten scales absorbed the force, the fiery cracks along its body flaring even brighter.

Miguel cursed. "It’s using our attacks to strengthen itself!"

"What the fuck?! Why?!"

Tatiana made her move as her blood-weaving forming dozens of lances. She hurled them forward, aiming for the creature’s eyes.

The wyrm’s body coiled, shifting surprisingly fast for something its size. The lances melted before they could hit.

Leo gritted his teeth. They needed a different approach.

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"We can’t hit it directly!" he called out. "Find a weak spot!"

Ves darted toward its underbelly, moving in a blur, and delivered a devastating strike to its lower body.

For her, a half zombie, she was physically stronger than the rest of the group, why the exception of Leo and Tatiana.

For a split second, the creature flinched.

"There!" Ves shouted. "The underbelly is softer!"

Leo didn’t hesitate. He activated Shadow Step, blinking beneath the beast, and he drove Nightshade deep into its underbelly.

The wyrm screeched with its massive form thrashing wildly.

Miguel arrived in front of his, and with all his strength gathered at a single point, and amplified by the skill that caused his hands to glow, he punched.

The impact of the punch ruptured the molten core of the snake, and for a moment, the creature froze, its entire body pulsing violently.

Then, with an earsplitting roar, the Molten Wyrm collapsed, steam rising from its massive corpse.

Leo took a step back, resting his back on a tree, panting, as he tried to catch his breath.

Tatiana smirked. "Now that," she said, "was fun."