The Annihilator: Killer Of Gods-Chapter 255: Saving a Beauty in Distress

After swiftly dispatching the two Tier 7 Calamity Mutants, Karsha approached their fallen bodies. He quickly extracted their cores and stored them safely.

Then, with a swift motion, he activated his blood extraction ring, draining the blood from the monsters. The ring glowed faintly as it absorbed the crimson liquid.

With the task done, Karsha resumed his journey deeper into the forest. He moved with caution, knowing that the further he ventured, the more dangerous it would become. Soon, his instincts proved correct as he began to encounter more and more monsters.

The first new monster he faced was a Tier 7 Calamity Mutant, a massive serpent with scales that shimmered like obsidian.

The moment he saw it, his mind was taken back to the Snake Island. Its eyes glowed with a sinister red light, and it hissed menacingly as it coiled to strike.

Karsha didn’t hesitate, launching himself into the battle. The serpent’s movements were swift, but Karsha’s agility and skills have transcended beyond common sense.

With a series of precise strikes, he brought the serpent down, its core swiftly added to his collection.

Moving on, Karsha encountered another Tier 7 Calamity Mutant, this time a grotesque hybrid of a bear and a porcupine.

The creature’s massive form was covered in deadly quills. It roared as it charged at him. Karsha deftly dodged the quills it shot at him, closing the distance and delivering a devastating blow that split the creature in two.

He harvested its core and drained its blood, the process becoming almost routine.

As he ventured further, the encounters grew more frequent and challenging. He fought a Tier 7 Terror Mutant with the body of a lion and the wings of a bat, its screech echoing through the forest as it tried to claw him apart.

He faced a colossal crab-like monster with a shell that seemed impenetrable, but with his fiery sword strikes, he managed to find its weak points and defeat it.

Each battle was fierce, but Karsha’s skill and determination saw him through. The forest, once eerily silent, was now a cacophony of roars, screeches, and the clash of battle.

The monsters he faced were unlike any he had fought before, each presenting a unique challenge that tested his abilities.

Finally, after what felt like hours of relentless combat, Karsha paused to catch his breath. He stood in a small clearing, surrounded by the remains of his fallen monsters. The forest was silent for the moment, giving him a brief respite.

"This forest area is no joke," he muttered, wiping sweat from his brow. "But where is everyone? Where are Xian and all those who ventured into this forest" Karsha pondered.

Karsha pondered as he ventured deeper into the forest, puzzled by the absence of other disciples. If the forest was indeed a gateway to the inner area where valuable points could be farmed, logic dictated that others should be here as well.

Yet, he saw no signs of human presence, no trails left by others who had already ventured in.

"How deep does this forest go?" Karsha muttered to himself, his brow furrowed in thought. "And why are there no monsters below the Tier 7 Calamity rank? It doesn’t make sense."

His points had soared to around 100 million, thanks to the powerful terror-rank monsters he had slain. Despite this achievement, an unsettling feeling gnawed at him. If others had entered the forest before him, where were they now? Explore more stories with novelbuddy

"Tsk," Karsha clicked his tongue in frustration. "I’ll keep moving forward. With Fire, Wind, and Lightning-type Calamity Cores in hand, I just need a few more to enter seclusion and form the next core."

He scanned the purple-hued forest ahead, its mysterious depths beckoning him onward. With each step, he left behind the drained bodies of monsters he had dispatched,

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Boom! An explosion erupted a couple of kilometers away from Karsha.

A young lady swiftly formed a hand seal, sending a massive sword hurtling toward a towering 10-meter-tall monster.

The monster staggered back a few meters, but she was pushed back too. Her face turned pale, her robe torn revealing some sensitive features, yet she stood her ground defiantly.

She was locked in a fierce battle against a Tier 8 Great Mutant, both struggling with no clear advantage. Summoning another seal, she conjured a long spear of ice. The monster roared and charged, jaws gaping wide.

As a mage, she lacked weapons for close combat, relying solely on her swift seals that conjured colossal weapons. Each strike shot towards the monster with terrifying speed, dealing some form of damage.

The young lady’s movements were a dance of precision and desperation, each seal bringing forth a new weapon—swords, spears, and hammers—each aimed at exploiting the monster’s vulnerabilities.

But despite the relentless attack, the Monster fought back with primal fury, shaking the ground with each thunderous step.

She formed a hand seal and muttered,

"Heaven-cleaving scythe." A massive scythe of ice, gleaming like polished metal, materialized in her grasp. With a subtle gesture, she swung the scythe down with all her might, aiming for the charging monster whose claws resembled lightning-firing gun maws.

The scythe crashed down with earth-shaking force, striking the monster like a volcanic eruption. The creature’s fur-like scales hardened as its body vibrated from the impact.

The monster staggered under the weight of the blow, its massive frame trembling from the force of the scythe’s impact. Ice shards and sparks of electricity scattered as the scythe cleaved through the air, leaving a trail of frost in its wake.

Despite the monster’s resilience, the young lady didn’t relent. With a swift movement, she adjusted her stance and channeled her energy into another spell.

A barrage of ice arrows materialized around her, each arrow shimmering with magical energy.

The monster roared in defiance, its lightning-charged claws crackling with power. It lunged forward, jaws snapping hungrily as it closed the distance between them.

But before it could reach her, the young lady released the volley of ice arrows with precise aim.

The arrows struck true, piercing the monster’s tough hide and causing it to roar in agony. Ice spread across its body, slowing its movements and weakening its attacks.

A couple of hundred meters away, Karsha leaned against a boulder, his eyes fixed on the fierce duel unfolding between the young lady and the Tier 8 Great Mutant.

A smirk played on his lips as he watched the colossal monster in action.

"I guess I’ve finally entered the big leagues," Karsha muttered to himself, his smile tinged with a hint of excitement.

Karsha observed the intense exchange between the young mage and the monstrous Tier 8 Great Mutant, a smirk playing on his lips.

"They’re both winning and losing at the same time," he remarked to himself, analyzing their struggle with a keen eye.

"But if she doesn’t make a move soon, she might lose for good," he muttered, his gaze unwavering as he watched the young lady’s determined efforts.

"I guess these Core disciples are no joke either," Karsha mused quietly to himself, his eyes narrowing.

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"To face a Tier 8 Great Mutant and survive a few exchanges... they truly are talented."

He sighed, "But talent alone isn’t enough, especially in places like this," he continued. "They might be able to handle a Tier 7 Calamity Mutant, but facing Tier 8 Mutants alone? That’s another level altogether."

"I wonder how many of them have learned this the hard way," Karsha murmured, his gaze focused intently on the fierce battle unfolding before him.

Having faced Tier 7 Calamity Mutants himself, he understood their strength, yet he knew that the Ten Overlords were on a different level altogether.

He observed the young mage’s struggle against the Tier 8 Great Mutant and reached a sobering conclusion.

"A Tier 8 Lesser Mutant is like a Tier 7 Terror Mutant," he reasoned to himself. "Even if these Core disciples can handle a Tier 7 Calamity Mutant, facing a Tier 8 Great Mutant... that’s another league entirely. It’s like taking on five Tier 7 Calamity Mutants at once."

"It seems a level up in Tiers is even more terrifying than I thought." Karsha sighed looking at the Tier 8 Great Mutant push the lady to a tight corner. Monsters are monsters

"She’s losing," Karsha muttered grimly, his determination set. Unsheathing his Enigma Sword, he infused it with Fire essence, the blade shimmering with elemental power. With a confident smirk, he remarked to himself, "Here comes Prince Charming."

In one fluid motion, Karsha swung his sword, unleashing a razor-sharp arc of fire that sliced through the air with deadly precision.

The monster that was about to attack the trembling young lady sensed something amiss so it turned to defend itself, but it was too late. The fiery arc cut through its neck like a scythe through a field of wheat, sending its head crashing to the ground.

"What a powerful sword" Karsha admired his sword seeing how just 10% of his fire essence was spent in killing a Tier 8 Great Mutant.

It’s too powerful, even though its power level is just at level 1. He had expected the sword to at least level up after absorbing the tribulation lightning.

However, it didn’t level up but rather became even stronger. It won’t be long before it levels up, but with the power it wields now, he wouldn’t have to worry about unleashing attacks that can even threaten a Tier 9 monster.

After admiring the sword for a few seconds, Karsha turned his gaze back to the battlefield, but he was shocked to find the young lady collapsed on the floor. He blinked and appeared beside her. "Looks like the battle had a toll on her" Karsha sighed.

Seeing the miserable state she is in, Karsha bought a blanket from his system and wrapped it around her before picking her up. After storing the monster’s body, he sped off only stopping in front of a small mountain that had a cavelike abode.

After sweeping the area and sensing no immediate monsters, he entered and set her down. He pushed a pill into her mouth. The rest is up to her and fate.