The past was built upon collecting unique characteristics.

In the dimly lit, blood-soaked corridor, the butcher, covered in spiked armor, suddenly turned his head, ignoring the fleeing crowd, and looked at the blond boy.

It seemed to know that this unassuming human was the best hunting target.

Just then, a string of gray and white text suddenly appeared in my field of vision.

"The Hunter of Misty Manor"

"Defeat the pig-headed butcher and save the crowd at the banquet!"

So this is the objective of the mission?!

The moment Morian's thought crossed his mind, the pig-headed butcher, who was as big as a small mountain, moved.

It raised its meat cleaver high, abruptly switching from its walking posture to a charging attack. Its large, fat body almost filled the entire corridor, and its heavy steps made the ground tremble.

A stench assaulted the senses, followed by a fatal attack. The meat cleaver swept out, sending up a crimson gust of blood.

In this narrow corridor, not only is the space for dodging extremely limited, but there is also nowhere to escape. Once you retreat, the battle will spread to the unarmed people.

In the critical moment, Morian did not hesitate to use "Pass Through" a second time to dodge the attack.

Sizzle—Bang!

The cleaver struck the corridor wall with a loud bang, sending debris flying and the blade almost completely embedded in the concrete.

Seeing that his attack had missed, the pig-headed butcher's face became even more ferocious. He exerted force with his right hand and effortlessly pulled the meat cleaver out of his hand.

Thump, thump, thump! Morian retreated rapidly, creating a safe distance, his azure eyes turning deep and dark.

In the vast shadows of the corridor, a dozen or so black, viscous tentacles covered with bizarre patterns suddenly shot out and wrapped around the monster's limbs and torso.

The last one was wrapped around its large head to block its view.

The pig-headed butcher was affected by the mental interference from the tentacles, and his movements faltered slightly, unable to break free for a moment.

Seizing the opportunity, Morian gripped the "Rainbow Illusion Blade" tightly and used the momentum of his leaning forward to roll forward.

The monster was tall and large, with a relatively wide gap between its legs, enough for an ordinary person to bend down and pass through.

He endured the stench and discomfort as he passed between the butcher's legs, thrusting his weapon upwards towards the most vulnerable parts of most creatures.

As soon as he raised his right hand, Morian stopped moving, forcibly changed his body posture, and staggered to the ground behind the butcher.

Just as he was about to launch the attack, he felt an unusually cold emotion surge into his heart, and countless bloody images flashed through his mind.

In the scene, the butcher instantly retaliates, slicing himself in two with his cleaver as he rolls around. The excruciating pain of the blade piercing flesh is incredibly realistic. In other scenes, he is defeated by the butcher and, as he is dying, his body is frantically devoured by a hungry pig-headed monster.

This emotion is fear.

Fear stemming from bodily instincts.

Morian slowly exhaled, realizing that this emotion stemmed from some kind of passive ability of the other party.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Amidst the snapping sound, the pig-headed butcher, not far away, regained consciousness and struggled violently as his black tentacles were torn off.

Realizing that the two had switched positions, Morian immediately began to run in the direction where the Butcher had first appeared, trying to avoid direct combat as much as possible.

Another advantage of doing this is that it keeps the battlefield away from ordinary people.

Ahead in the corridor is a fork in the road. To the left is a narrower passage, and to the right, in the distance, is a staircase leading to the second floor. Along the way, you can see severed limbs scattered on the ground.

Although the pig-headed butcher's movements were not very agile, he was quite fast when he ran.

Seeing its prey begin to flee, it also adopted a charging posture, like a wild boar that had lost its mind, rampaging wildly in the corridor.

Boom!Boom!

The sound of footsteps, like an anvil hitting the ground, echoed at the back of the corridor. Morian's hand shone brightly with seven-colored light, and an identical clone suddenly appeared beside him.

He didn't stop, but instead manipulated his clone to head towards the left corridor. Once the other party left the clone alone, he could exchange places with it after a while and move to a safe location.

The pig-headed butcher glanced at the clone with his scarlet eyes, seemingly deciding which one to chase, but the next second he made the simplest and most brutal choice.

He swung both weapons at the same time!

It swung its cleaver to the left, and its right hand lashed out with its chain, attacking both Morian simultaneously!

In an instant, the slightly slower clone on the left was cut in half and vanished in a flash of light.

The chain with the giant iron hook was flying towards them at breakneck speed.

Morian quickly changed direction, turning right onto the staircase leading to the second floor. Relying on his "dangerous premonition," he ducked to dodge the oncoming chains.

The chain narrowly missed the back of his head as it flew past, the giant hook tip piercing through the manor wall, and through the gap, one could still see the outside world.

But the next moment, the hook that had flown out suddenly changed direction and, defying the laws of physics, turned back to attack him again.

...Automatic tracking. Morian's eyes narrowed, and instead of continuing up the stairs, he decisively leaped into the huge gap in the wall.

As soon as he stepped outside, a tentacle shot out from the shadows of the manor's outer wall, caught his body in mid-air, and lifted him all the way to the top floor.

Immediately afterwards, the hook on the chain turned around and embedded itself in the wall of the top floor of the manor.

The butcher in the corridor continued to run at full speed, but his body had already assumed a posture similar to that of a leaning iron mountain, and he approached the stairwell wall in a few steps.

next second...

boom!

The stone bricks shattered, and the sturdy wall was directly smashed through by a body!

Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, the pig-headed butcher's body was propelled by the hook above, flying towards the outer wall of the top floor.

Approaching the edge of the top floor, it used its left hand to chop the wall with a meat cleaver, and its right hand to swing the hook tip and embed it into the wall. After a series of operations, it successfully climbed to the top floor, just like rock climbing.

"...This actually works?!" Morian was dumbfounded, but while observing his surroundings, he also slowed down his running pace.

He lightly clenched his right hand, condensing a ball of blazing white fire in his palm, and threw it towards the ceiling behind him without hesitation.

boom!

Bright light filled the dim space, and blazing white flames exploded in the ceiling.

Amidst the violent shaking, countless pebbles cascaded down, instantly engulfing the butcher's massive body.

Morian shielded his face from the flying debris while cautiously observing the situation within the ruins.

Normally, an enemy would not be able to withstand being topped with an object of such weight.

But the monster they were facing at that moment was clearly not normal.

Sure enough, a loud crash was heard the next second, and the mountain-like body smashed through the pile of rocks and attacked with a butcher's knife.

Before the other party could get close, Morian quickly reached into his pocket and grabbed the silver badge, injecting spiritual energy to activate its power.