Level 1 to Infinity: My Bloodline Is the Ultimate Cheat!-Chapter 204: Lunar’s Wrath

The older woman knew Ethan was fast, so she began whipping her weapon in a circular motion, creating a defensive barrier around herself.

Ethan tried several times to break through but was repeatedly blocked. During one attempt, the tip of her whip grazed his arm, sending a searing, burning pain through him.

The combination of icy cold and burning heat was baffling. What kind of ability was this?

For the first time, Ethan's prized speed was being countered—by what felt like a damn porcupine.

Meanwhile, Evelyn and Ryan, who had been standing still, were now just spectators.

"Brother's getting wrecked! Why don't you go help him?" Evelyn pushed Ryan from behind.

"I… I don't fight…" Ryan stammered awkwardly.

Evelyn facepalmed, exasperated.

Her second brother was actually nearly as skilled as Leeroy in combat, but he was a coward when it came to fighting outsiders. During their sparring sessions, he had no problem holding his own, but against real opponents, he froze up.

Ironically, he was always fascinated and ready to explore strange and terrifying supernatural phenomena he encountered, but only if someone else was with him.

"Looks like… we might not need to help after all," Ryan mumbled, watching the chaos unfold.

On the opposing side, the older woman was clearly their leader and the strongest. Even Ethan was struggling to take her down.

The man in slippers wasn't far behind her in skill. He was currently 'dogfighting', literally. His limbs stretched like rubber, and he was using them to flail at Leeroy, who had transformed into a massive wolf. Leeroy kept getting thrown into walls, but his wolf form seemed to dull his sense of pain.

The more he was beaten, the more relentless he became, charging at the man like a rabid animal.

On another front, one of the men was facing off against Williams. Despite Williams' reputation for dominating Ethan in the boxing ring, he was now being overpowered.

The fourth opponent was up against Victor. Normally the weakest in close combat among the three, Victor was surprisingly holding his own today. His wide, powerful strikes left his opponent with no room to counter.

These two opponents weren't using any special abilities, likely holding back in case Victor or Williams decided to unleash theirs.

After Ryan's comment, Evelyn rolled her eyes. "Bro, are you blind? We're clearly losing here. If you won't help, I will."

With a flick of her wrist, a golden needle appeared between her fingers.

Boom!

Just as she was about to strike, Ethan, who had been backing away, suddenly reached toward the sky.

'Damn it, you old hag, you think I don't have ranged attacks' Ethan thought angrily.

If you looked closely, you could see a faint, ghostly image of an owl behind Ethan. It mimicked his movements, its tiny wings outstretched, pointing toward the moon.

Lunar Beam…

A column of light descended from the sky, carrying the image of the moon itself. It crashed into the swirling barrier created by the woman's whip.

The impact was deafening, but there was no dust, no shockwave—just an eerie stillness.

The older woman stood frozen, her whip still mid-swing.

Everyone stopped fighting, their eyes fixed on her.

Even Ethan was curious about the damage he'd just inflicted.

Pop…

A soft sound, like a bubble bursting, echoed through the air. And just like that, the older woman shattered into pieces, dissipating into nothingness.

Her whip, made of some strange material, vanished along with her.

The man in slippers and the other two opponents instantly paled. The other two men glanced at Ethan, then turned and bolted.

Williams and Victor immediately moved to intercept, refusing to let them escape.

Suddenly, the two enemies began fighting with desperate intensity. The man who Williams took on waved his hand, and a barrage of ice spikes shot toward him.

Williams hadn't expected such a sudden attack. He dodged and weaved, trying to avoid the incoming spikes, but there were too many. One of the spikes headed straight for his heart.

He had no choice but to block it with his palm.

Thud…

The ice spike pierced through his hand, lodging itself deep within. Blood and muscle instantly froze.

Williams' face twisted in pain.

Seeing this, Ethan flashed to the man's side and swung his hand toward the man's head.

The man reacted quickly, summoning an ice shield with a flick of his eyes.

Crack… Smash…

The shield shattered like glass, offering no protection whatsoever.

Ethan's palm connected with the man's skull and his head exploded like a watermelon.

Despite being in Panther Form, Ethan's strength had nearly doubled thanks to the Legendary weapon he'd acquired in the game. The force of his strike sent the headless body flying, tumbling across the ground before finally coming to a stop.

Ethan staggered slightly, a sharp pain piercing his mind. He suddenly realized that his soul energy was nearly depleted, to the point where he could barely sense it.

Strangely, the tiny sprout within him remained unaffected.

'Was it the Lunar Beam spell that drained my soul energy?' He wondered. Does that mean the abilities of the Owl Form in the real world were tied to soul energy?

The thought flashed through his mind, but there was no time to dwell on it.

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On the other side, the man in slippers had forced Leeroy back and was now retreating, clearly planning to escape.

Ethan couldn't let that happen. Seeing that Victor had his opponent under control, Ethan took off after the man in slippers.

As he passed the entrance of The Den, he caught a glimpse of Jade's shadowy figure darting inside.

He hesitated for a moment, then shouted over his shoulder, "Ryan, catch her for me!"

Ethan knew Ryan specialized in mystical arts and had experience dealing with spirits and curses.

Ryan, who had been standing nearby, blinked in confusion before understanding Ethan's request. He called back, "Not for less than ten grand!"

Ethan nearly tripped mid-sprint. He hadn't expected Ryan, of all people, to suddenly start haggling.

But he didn't have time to argue. "Fine!" he yelled back, then continued chasing the man in slippers.

The man's limbs moved like springs, allowing him to leap and bound in ways that defied normal movement. In no time, he had scaled a building and was running across the rooftops.

Ethan kept his soul sense locked onto the man, pursuing him from the ground. He didn't believe the guy could stay up there forever.

"Ten grand? How much are you giving me?" Evelyn chimed in, looking at Ryan.

"The ten grand is mine," Ryan replied matter-of-factly.

"Then you can do it yourself," Evelyn said, rolling her eyes.

"I won't. I'm scared," Ryan said, still completely serious.

"Then make it twenty grand, and I'll go with you," Evelyn countered.

"Fine. No less than twenty grand, then," Ryan agreed.

By now, Ethan was long gone, but Leeroy added, "You two keep bickering, and we won't even get the ten grand!"

Leeroy, rubbing his swollen face from the earlier beating, glared at the two. "Get moving!"

"Oh, right," Ryan said, pulling a parchment from his pocket. its edges were crisp with age and slightly burnt. As soon as it was exposed, a faint glow emanated from the runes inscribed on its surface, then he began folding it as he walked toward The Den.