2026-01-06 04:24:01Miles' consciousness snapped back to reality. His eyes snapped open just as a hot breath washed over his face.
A wolf’s jaws hovered inches from his throat, fangs dripping black saliva, pupils burning with demonic crimson. Time seemed to slow—every heartbeat thundered like a war drum in his ears. Then— His eyes ignited. Crimson light burst from his pupils, flooding the darkness. The four demonic wolves recoiled violently as a shockwave of crimson-black energy erupted from Miles’ body, tearing through the air like a violent storm. The force hurled them backward across the rocky ground, their massive bodies crashing into stone with bone-rattling impacts. Miles gasped violently, coughing as he rolled onto his side. [DING] [NOTIFICATION: You have successfully formed a blood pact with the system] [System synchronizing with Host] [BINDING…20%] [BINDING….40%] [BINDING….60%] [BINDING….80%] [DING] [Emergency Quest: Kill the Guardian Hellhound] - Rewards: Complete Access To The System 10 attributes points Skill: Bloodlust - Penalty: Death [DING] [System has detected that host health is in a critical condition] [System will commence healing and transformation process] [ All stats have been boosted by 10 stats points] Miles' body convulsed. His cracked ribs snapped back into place with sickening pops. Torn muscle fibers stitched themselves together. Burned nerves screamed as they were reforged stronger than before. Energy flooded his veins. His heart slammed against his ribcage as if trying to escape. His vision sharpened to a terrifying clarity—he could hear the scrape of claws against stone, smell the copper tang of blood, sense the killing intent rolling off the wolves in thick, suffocating waves. Dark markings crept across his skin—jagged, vein-like lines glowing faintly crimson, pulsing like living embers. Miles pushed himself upright slowly, fingers digging into the ground. One of the wolves recovered first and glared at Miles with malice It snarled and lunged. Miles didn’t think his body moved unconsciously as he sidestepped instinctively with his muscles responding faster than his mind. He caught the wolf mid-leap, fingers sinking into coarse fur, and slammed its head into the stone. Crack. The impact shattered rock. Before the beast could recover, Miles drove his fist down. Crimson-black energy detonated on impact. The wolf’s skull caved inward like brittle clay. Its body twitched once—then went still. Miles staggered back, breathing hard. [DING: You have killed a demonic beast] [ DING : 3 stats points gained.] Two holographic notifications appeared, Miles was confused and didn't understand what was going on. He didn't have time to process his thoughts as another wolf attacked from behind. He spun just in time, ducking beneath snapping jaws as claws tore the air where his head had been a second earlier. He slashed upward with his dagger. This time, the blade didn’t bounce. It tore clean through demonic hide, slicing bone and sinew in a single brutal arc. Black blood sprayed across the ground as the wolf screamed and collapsed, writhing. [DING: You have killed a demonic beast] [ 3 stats points gained.] The notification appeared again. The other wolves attacked and Miles welcomed them. He twisted aside as claws raked past his chest, grabbed a wolf mid-leap, and slammed it into the ground hard enough to crater stone. Its spine snapped instantly. Miles didn't let it as he grabbed the wolf neck, lifting it off the ground before punching its chest. However, he hadn't learned to control his strength so his arm pierced the wolf skin and came out from the other end. Surprised, Miles pulled out his arm from the wolf body. In his hands was the beast core which he had pulled out as well unexpectedly. Staring at the core Miles felt a sense of hunger and instinctively he crushed the core and absorbed its energy which slightly increased his physique. [DING : You have successfully absorbed a demonic core trait.] [ You have have gained the ability to control hellflames] His muscles tightened. His fatigue dulled. The burning pain in his chest faded slightly, replaced by a savage clarity. “…I absorbed it?” he whispered. The realization hit him like lightning. The last wolf hesitated. It stared at Miles now—not as prey. But as something else. Miles straightened, blood dripping from his chin. His crimson gaze locked onto the beast. “Come on,” he said quietly. “Don't tell me you are afraid now.’ The wolf, annoyed by Miles' taunting , attacked blindly. Miles rushed forward instead of retreating, letting it commit fully. At the last instant, he twisted his body, claws grazing his ribs as pain flared—but he drove the dagger straight into its heart stabbing the beast core. Blood sprayed. The wolf collapsed, twitching violently. Once again— the same notification popped up More than before. Miles groaned as the power poured into him, veins glowing faintly beneath his skin. His heartbeat steadied. His breathing slowed. Then— The ground shook. A deep, layered growl echoed through the cavern—three voices overlapping into one monstrous sound. Miles turned slowly. From the shadows emerged the true terror of the gate. The three-headed hellhound. Its massive body was covered in scarred black fur, muscles coiled with lethal power. Each head snarled independently—one baring fangs, one drooling venom, one staring with cold, calculating intelligence. Its eyes burned with pure malice. Miles tightened his grip on the dagger. He had seen the beast easily take down two D-rank hunters so h “…Guess it is just you and me now.’
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Miles stood alone amid the ruin, chest rising slowly, power radiating from him in palpable waves. He flexed his fingers as fresh strength flowed into his body, his presence no longer merely human.The lich drifted backward.For the first time in centuries, fear seeped into his voice.“You… you grow stronger with every kill,” he whispered. “That ability—no mortal should possess it.”Miles lifted his gaze and his eyes met that the lichAs their gazes met the lich understood that the boy before him was no longer prey but was a catastrophe in the making.The suffocating aura of undeath that had filled the chamber moments ago now hung thin and uncertain, like smoke after a wildfire.At the far end of the vast throne hall, suspended above a cracked obsidian dais, the Lich King watched.He did not move.He did not blinkBut he was fazed.The faint emerald flames burning within his hollow eye sockets flickered—just slightly—as he surveyed the battlefield. His Death Knights. His elite vanguard
Chapter 32
Without wasting time, Miles dashed forward toward the knights without hesitation.He met the next Death Knight head-on, blocking a downward strike with his dagger—and holding it. Shock rippled through the undead warrior as Miles shoved the blade aside and plunged his dagger into its knee joint.The knight staggered.Miles leapt, slashing upward, severing the neck.Another kill[Ding: Host have slain a B rank monster][4 stats points gained]Another notification appeared The battlefield shifted instantly. Where before Miles had been overwhelmed, now he pressed forward. His movements became sharper, more precise. He anticipated attacks, countered faster, struck harder.Still, the Death Knights fought viciously.A halberd pierced his side. He broke the shaft with brute force and killed its wielder with a brutal thrust to the throat.An axe buried itself in his back. He endured the pain, spun, and decapitated the knight mid-swing.Kill after kill.The lich’s laughter died.“No… impossibl
Chapter 31
Another Knight swung a massive sword overhead. Miles rolled under it, the edge grazing his shoulder and tearing a deep gash. Blood ran down, soaking his sleeve, but he forced himself up. He was outnumbered. One Knight thrust with a spear, the tip grazing his chest, drawing blood. Another swung a hammer; the force sent him skidding across shattered stone tiles, shards cutting into his arms and legs. Another Knight slammed its broadsword down from above. Miles leapt into the air, spinning, striking another Knight in the chest with a brutal arc of his dagger. The collision of steel reverberated through his arms, sending pain up to his shoulders. Debris erupted again as armor and stone met in violent sparks. Suddenly, a blade pierced his abdomen.Miles screamed.Blood flooded his mouth as the Death Knight wrenched the sword free, blackened ichor spilling freely as Miles collapsed to one knee, vision blurring violently.Another Death Knight brought its mace down on his chest.The impact
Chapter 30
Miles tightened his grip on the dagger. “We’ll see who survives,” he muttered as he crouched slightly, dagger in hand, muscles coiled like a predator ready to spring. The Death Knights reached striking distance. Without another word, he charged, his footfalls silent against the stone.The lich drifted higher into the air, skeletal frame silhouetted against the dim glow of necrotic light, amusement oozing from every deliberate movement.Its massive broadsword carved through the air in a brutal diagonal arc, the cursed edge aimed to cleave Miles in two from shoulder to hip. Miles dropped low at the last instant, the blade whistling overhead with enough force to send sparks erupting as it grazed the stone wall behind him.He rolled forward, momentum carrying him beneath the knight’s guard, and slashed upward at its armored leg. The dagger scraped against enchanted steel, sparks bursting outward as the vibration rattled through his wrist.The Death Knight did not falter.Its balance remai
Chapter 29
Silence ruled the battlefield.Not the peaceful kind, nor the silence of rest—but the suffocating stillness that followed absolute annihilation. It pressed against the ears like a living thing, so heavy and oppressive that one could hear the frantic pounding of their own heartbeat screaming for escape. The ground was soaked black with blood long since cooled, its metallic stench lingering thick in the air. Bodies lay strewn across the ruined expanse like discarded puppets, their strings severed mid-performance, limbs twisted at unnatural angles.Broken weapons jutted from the earth like grave markers—chipped blades, splintered hafts, crushed shields—all bearing silent testimony to the brutality that had unfolded.At the center of it all stood Miles.No—remained was the more accurate word.He was still standing, but only just. His shoulders sagged beneath the weight of exhaustion, his breath ragged and uneven, each inhale scraping through his lungs as though they had been lined with br
Chapter 28
Hale’s voice tore through the suffocating pressure like a blade. “Hold the line! Formation—now!” His command snapped the group into motion by instinct alone. Kael and Dren moved to the front despite the fear clawing at their throats, blades raised. Boros planted himself beside Hale, shield up, axe glowing faintly with mana. Kira stood behind them, staff shaking in her grip as she began chanting, green sigils spiraling into the air. Hale’s mind was racing. Twenty Death Knights. This wasn’t a battle. It was an execution waiting to happen. “Kira—barrier! Full output, now!” His shout cut through the chaos like a blade. Kira didn’t hesitate. She slammed the butt of her staff into the stone floor, teeth clenched as she poured every drop of mana she could muster into the spell. Runes flared beneath her feet, expanding outward in a radiant dome of pale-blue light that enveloped the entire group. The barrier formed just in time. Steel slammed into it. BOOOOM—! The first Deat
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