Chapter 20 - A Quiet Touch
[Your Subordinate has killed Lava Hound Lv. 45]
[You received 181 Exp]
[Exp: 2,505/9,003]
[You have obtained Molten Fang Lv. 45]
Edrik, Karian, and Morganna were locked in fierce combat, battling lava-coated hounds and massive, fire-spewing beetles.
At the same time, Lyrassa hovered slightly behind them, the vines and flowers she had summoned weaving a protective web around the fighters. Thanks to her natural shield, the team moved more confidently across the unforgiving volcanic terrain, where even a simple misstep could cost a limb.
Meanwhile, Atlas reclined comfortably atop his floating throne, eyes following the constant stream of notifications in his display. Each defeated Lv 45 monster granted 181 Exp, divided among the five of them as they fought together as one.
At his current level, confronting a magma-dripping Lava Hound directly would mean certain doom. He’d be nothing more than charred meat in seconds. But with his skilled subordinates handling the heat and chaos, he was free to watch, and reap the rewards.
Exp flowed steadily into his pool, and the occasional unique drop, like the Molten Fang, found its way into his inventory.
[You have obtained Lava Hound’s Claw Gauntlets Lv. 45]
Atlas’s gaze swept over the battlefield, quickly picking out Edrik amid the chaos. He was fighting bare-handed, his kicks sharp and precise, landing cleanly around Karian’s heavy swings to finish off weakened enemies.