Chapter 102: Hidden Treasures!
The shore of Yang Lake, once a place of tranquil, fiery beauty, was now a scene of utter devastation.
The corpse of the Abyssal Maw Leviathan lay half-submerged in the steaming water, a testament to a battle that had defied all known scales of power for a recruit-level assessment.
Ayra Sand, the S-Grade Primal Fury Berserker, stared at the monstrous, unmoving form, her great-axe feeling less like a weapon and more like a child’s toy in her hands.
The crimson remnants of her berserker rage had been completely extinguished, replaced by a profound, chilling awe.
Her mind, accustomed to the straightforward logic of overwhelming force, struggled to comprehend what she had just witnessed.
She turned to Lia, who was calmly tending to a minor cut on her arm, her A-Grade Staff of the World Ash glowing with a serene emerald light.
"Lia," Ayra’s voice was uncharacteristically shaky, a hoarse whisper. "That... that thing.
The archives mark beasts like that as... as ’Cohort-level threats,’ right? The kind of monster they send an entire graduating class of geniuses, dozens of them, to fight, and still expect heavy casualties."
Lia nodded slowly, her calm grey eyes fixed on Daniel, who was standing at the water’s edge, his form silhouetted against the steam rising from the lake.
"That is correct. In fact, the last recorded encounter with a suppressed SS-Grade creature required the intervention of three A-Grade Vanguard Captains and resulted in the complete loss of the surrounding sub-dimension.
The fact that Daniel not only faced it but defeated it... alone... is beyond unprecedented.