8 Chapter 8: A Feast

Enhancing his body to the limits, Lars jumped into the fray.

Distracting the monsters that were like a sea. "Come at me!" He started tearing them apart.

'Sharp and decisive!' His clawed hands pierced through a monster's chest as he tore its magic stone out.

He then crunched on it like candy. The adventurers were shocked by the sudden beam of fire.

Only a handful of adventurers has fought the Cadmus or valgang dragons. And it came from just a little pallum who was armored with dragon scales.

Or so they thought, but Lars was just a kid that's covered in multiple layers of scales.

Forming the more flexible scales of a lizardman over his skin.

While the scales of the Cadmus dragon gave him an armored shell.

Lars went on a rampage as his eyes glowed. "Fight! Charge with eveything you've got!" A 1st class adventurer shouted loudly.

Battles only need a single slip up. And the distraction that Lars did gave them an opportunity to counter attack.

There were dozens of upper class adventurers in the mix. And they started to make a wall to push back.

Lars also created a massive shift by being in the monsters' ranks.

He wasn't swift as top class adventurers, but he was small and nimble.

Spines appeared on his back to protect him as a crimson swallow tried to snipe him.

It got stabbed by his poisonous spines and it gave his back a layer of protection.

Blue sea urchins with sharp spines spun and tore through monsters. Its trajectory was aimed right at him.

Breathing in deeply, Lars released a torrent of flames in front of him. Roasting monsters aplenty.

He saw a mermaid and he didn't waste any time. Lars jumped right towards it and he bit off its neck.

Blood spurted and he drank it all greedily like a parched man in a desert.

A group of blue crabs that were as tall as average people tried to snip at him with its crushing claws.

He quickly pushed away the mermaid towards the claws and it snipped the monster in half.

It was a fiesta, he was surrounded at all sides. Yet he grinned viciously.

His dagger-like teeth shone and Lars roared. "This is what I prepared for!"

Hordes of aquatic monsters, insects, and scaled creatures stared at him hatefully.

Berserk due to the luring powder, they charged at him in droves.

Harpies launched a barrage of feathers at him that could pierce normal steel.

He ignored them and let his scales intercept the attacks.

Sparks went to life as they bounced off of his brilliant, red scales.

A group of large fish then started charging at him with its stone carapace.

He immediately dropped to the ground and the large fish monsters tore through groups of monsters with its violent charge.

A mammoth roared and it tried to stomp on him, he flexed his back and the spines he formed were launched like bullets.

The spines tore through its belly and it howled in pain.

He quickly jumped towards its abdomen and Lars used his claws as a spear.

Grabbing the magic stone inside of it, he quickly scuttled around to avoid the monsters that want to grab him.

'Alfia's first lesson, never stay still.' He dodged and weaved. Looking for places to avoid.

Of course, it's not enough. He is still considered to be a mid class level 2.

"Urgh!" He got stung by a deadly hornet. It was approximately a meter in length, and its stinger was a foot long.

His scales got pierced by a few inches, and its stinger hit him on the back.

Poisoned, he could feel the burning pain encroach all over his body.

With a quick grab, he squeezed its thorax in rage and he tore through its carapace with his mouth.

He was then hit by a barrage of beams made of light. Purple crystals that wete floating in the air sniping him.

"Hah, hah, fuck. These bastards are fucking annoying!" His back started to glow red.

And the 2nd feather showed a symbol of a lion.

A horse monster with blue fur and a blue mane charged at him stomping over its allies.

When it arrived towards him, he grabbed its hooves and he kicked its knees.

Neighing in rage, the Kelpie thrashed around violently.

He went jumped on its back while it was injured and he pulled on the horse's mane.

Lars bit on its neck and severed its spine. Ending its existence in one fell swoop.

His scales started to get thicker, his claws, larger. Lars was growing and he was now at least as tall as an average man.

With a sigh, steam escaped from his mouth and his body was producing energy like a reactor.

"Die! I'll kill all of you!" Lars released a beam of pure heat from his mouth.

A group of mermen were hit by it and they burned to ashes.

He quickly picked the spears they wielded and he stabbed anything that was in front of him in a frenzy.

Gun Libellula's; dragon flies that fire projectiles from its abdomen released a barrage.

Harpies and Light Quartz blasted him with feathers and beams of light.

Iguazu, crashed onto him with suicide attacks. An onslaught of monster shaped bullets suiciding to kill him.

His scales peeled off and some even shattered upon the great stress he received.

But the more they damaged, him. The stronger he became.

Magic started to bounce off of him, poison from Dark Fungus releasing their spores didn't work on him.

His resistances were rising and his rage increased.

Bathing in blood of monsters, he used the spear of the mermen he looted that long since got broken as a club.

A clash of flesh and claws, bones crunched at his every swing. Blood spurted whenever he slashed with his hands.

The crimson liquid that dropped to the ground started gathering towards him.

And his body was absorbing blood to heal itself.

"Come here and die! I'll tear you apart!" He roared as he continued his rampage behind enemy lines.

Magic resistant obsidian formed over his scales. Spines grew on his back and they launched themselves over and over.

He was like a chimera that was a legendary monster, capable of causing mass destruction.

Fire escaped from his mouth and their blood fueled his abilities.

A tail sprouted on his lower back and spikes of obsidian formed all over it.

Alfia's second lesson, his whole body is a weapon if he wills it.

Kicks, punches, headbutts, tail sweeps. A flurry of blows were released towards the monsters.

'Her third lesson... Every strike should have meaning.' Lars targeted the most vulnerable monster parts.

If he could help it, he'll tear off their magic stones so they would disappear as whisps of smoke.

Alfia's brutal effectiveness in combat transferred over to him.

He was like a raging storm of magic and physical combat.

But they were too many, every time he killed one. Two more would appear.

And every attack he blocked or parried, his body will be hit by numerous more.

Fatigue started to set in and his mind drained faster and faster.

They were relentless, mindless, with a single objective in mind. Kill anything on their way.

The adventurers were also getting exhausted. And Lars' distraction sadly did not bare fruit.

As both the entrance to the floors below and above were crowded with monsters.

And they're too drained, too tired to continue resisting.

It also didn't help that the people who lured the monsters to begin this nightmare were intent on killing as many people as possible.

And they were also dying in droves. So they were at least taking down some monsters with them.

But it didn't make a dent on the hordes of monsters intent on killing everyone.

"Where the hell is the executives of the top familias? Where's the back up?" Lars gritted his teeth.

He was assaulted by an intense head ache and it was the signs of mind zero.

'Her last lesson, fight like you don't have mana. Or you'll be caught with your pants down.' Lars stood his ground.

Even without mana, he continued his assault by using his body to the limit.

Relying on his body that began to shrink once again.

He buffed his time and he took magic stones from his inventory to chomp on them.

Every chance he got, he ate a handful of magic stones and fought fiercely once again.

It was a battle that a masochistic battle junkie wouldn't want.

The odds were stacked against him, yet he continued until he had strength.

Spotting a weapon on the ground, he picked up a sword that belonged to an upper class adventurer.

It gave him an advantage as it tore through the monsters with ease.

He grinned as he started looking for more. And he managed to grab a spear that was stabbed on the ground.

With a spear on his offhand, and a sword on his main. He stabbed and slashed monsters all around him.

And due to the pinch he was experiencing, he developed a brand new technique while his hands were occupied.

He took out items from his inventory and it appeared right in front of his mouth.

Funneling magic stones as he stuffed his gullet, he was healing and recovering mind at a tremendous rate.

The symbol of gula on his back glowed and he felt a tremendous hunger.

Biting the enemies that got too close, he regained his strength at every bite that he savored.

With a roar, Lars charged in with renewed vigor. Using the spear and sword he plundered, everything that was under level 4 got killed.

"I have taught him well. It's also a good thing that he trains hard." Alfia nodded in satisfaction while watching him mow down the monsters.

A green dragon roared back at him and he met his match. Green dragons were approximately level 4.

"This isn't good." He was surrounded. Monsters were rampaging at his rear. And the sides of the green dragon have hoards of other monsters.

His only way out was through above, but he can't fly. At least not yet.

With a growl, the dragon resisted the luring powder a bit.

It was still aggressive as hell due to it though. And the monster opened up with a breath attack.

"Shit!" Lars put his arms in front as obsidian formed from his little limbs.

A shield of magic resistant rock was the only thing keeping him from being roasted by the hot flames of the dragon.

Dying screams resounded behind him as monsters were burned to ashes.

"Hold!" He planted his makeshift shield on the ground, gritting his teeth.

Pieces of it flew away from the concussive force of the magic breath and his skin blistered due to the heat.

His legs started burning and he formed scales on them as his shield fractured.

But when the only thing being covered left was his torso and head, it stopped.

Smoldering, his shield dropped to the ground and he was smoking.

"Hah, hah, you fucker. That hurt, a lot." His golden eyes glowed brightly as his mana surged.

"Let me return the favor!" Lars roared as an orange beam of concentrated fire hit the dragon's face.

It was sent reeling and the full force of the breath crashed onto its chest.

Howling in pain, the green dragon's emerald scales on its chest were gone as its ribcage showed.

Lars coughed and steam escaped from his mouth. He kneeled on the ground and he was almost at his true limit.

"Hah, hah, she's watching over me. This is a battle to prove that everything she did had a purpose." Lars shakily stood up as he wielded a half melted spear and a chipped sword.

"I'm no hero, just a human still." He brandished his weapons.

"We are weak... Fragile... But humans have ruled the earth for thousands of years!" Lars charged as his scales fell off of his skin.

The green dragon roared in rage and it tried swiping him with its arm.

He leaped into the air, just a small child that wanted to save as many people as possible.

The half melted spear on his left hand stabbed through its eye and he held on.

Lars felt his shoulder dislocate due to the dragon thrashing. Yet he gritted his teeth and kept his grip.

"Our potential is LIMITLESS!" The chipped sword on his right hand stabbed through the dragon's neck and it snapped due to the stress.

The dragon slammed its face on the ground and Lars coughed up blood as he got smashed.

Yet his hold on the shaft of the spear held true.

His bones broken to smithereens, his ribs fractured. Lars' golden eyes continued to glow brightly as he gritted his teeth.

Alfia bit her nails in anxiety as she watched him enter mortal combat against a level 4 dragon.

It was basically suicide, even Alfia wouldn't be able to do it when she was just a mid level 2. And she has monstrous talent that was godlike.

The dragon who considered him its mortal enemy rolled its neck and his joint popped off from his shoulder fully.

Flopping around, his eyes widened and Alfia also moved as she broke the sound barrier.

His arm got chomped by the green dragon who was fighting with ferocity. Like a candle that was about to burn brightly before being snuffed out.

"Heh." Lars scoffed and Alfia's breath hitched as she stopped in midair, noticing that he wasn't done.

"Humans are born with nothing! Yet we conquer everything!" Lars swallowed a bunch of magic stones.

"The strong try to exterminate us, but you can't snuff us out!" Lars' throat started to burn a bright crimson.

Flames leaked out of his mouth as he gave a twisted grin. "We grow beyond the impossible because we know we are weak!"

He roared and a bright flash blinded everyone near him.

A beam tore through the green dragon's eyes and made its brain flash boil. Like a pressure cooker, its skull contained the steam and it exploded.

"And with that knowledge, we can become anything! Now come at me, monsters! I will tear you apart!" Lars lost his arm, his skin burned off at multiple places.

His legs a crisp due to the breath of the dragon. Yet he soldiered on as the symbol of a peacock shone brightly on his back.

Lars' pride refused to yield. His desire to surpass the gods so he won't live as a puppet made his soul burn with the intensity of a star.

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