“Gulp!”
Beirut swallowed hard and said in an extremely low voice, “Is this the weakest Magical Beast we can defeat? Are you sure there’s no mistake?”
This Devouring Frog in the cage, covered in pustules and spikes, was nearly three meters tall, a truly ferocious giant beast.
Not to mention its mouth, large enough to swallow two people with room to spare.
By no means did it look like something the two of them could kill.
Compared to Beirut’s grim expression, Salun at this moment had a strange look on his face, his eyes flickering.
He carefully gazed at the enchanting red light appearing at the Devouring Frog’s heart, muttering to himself.
“So even non-human and unintelligent creatures can see the cause of death? It seems I’ve greatly underestimated the Golden Finger’s function.”
If it was truly as he thought, then this could be called a conceptual god.
To some extent, it was equivalent to a prophet who could predict the future!
Salun’s life-saving ability would also receive a huge boost due to the existence of the Golden Finger.
He slowly narrowed his eyes, looking at the prompt that appeared with the red light.
“Beirut failed to dodge the flying tongue, his bones shattered, turning him into human material. Salun, who was teamed with him, also had both arms corroded by the acid sprayed from the pustules.
But after the two paid a heavy price, they found its weakness—the spine on its back—and finally killed the Devouring Frog.”
“Salun?”
Beirut looked at him with a hint of worry.
Only after receiving an ‘I’m fine’ reply did he breathe a sigh of relief.
At this critical juncture, if Salun had another problem, he might as well not live.
Crack—
The iron cage gradually turned into a pool of slurry with a strange mercury-like sheen, slowly melting into the ground.
The previously unconscious Devouring Frog inside also opened its crimson compound eyes.
Its countless compound eyes sensed extremely quickly, finally condensing into a single image, reflecting the figures of Salun and Beirut.
“That’s truly disgusting.
Beirut, your lame leg hasn’t recovered yet.
So I’ll draw its attacks and create an opportunity for you.
You must attack the spine on its back!
Please grip your sword tightly and be ready to protect your comrade at any time; this is the maxim knights have upheld since ancient times.
Also, watch out for its tongue; I think it can extend and retract freely, and its attack range is very far.
Remember to dodge in advance; trust me, you won’t want to be entangled by it.”
Salun’s expression became solemn. He drew his well-crafted iron sword and cautiously approached.
He had given all the necessary warnings and wasn’t worried about Beirut watching from the sidelines.
Not to mention they had already formed an alliance, even if the other party had ulterior motives, Salun wasn’t afraid.
Beirut’s injuries were much more severe than his, which was also why he was willing to entrust his back to the other party.
After all, Salun could withdraw from the battle at any time, abandoning Beirut to the Devouring Frog to create an opportunity for a killing blow.
Beirut gritted his teeth, his heart already approving Salun’s plan, even feeling a hint of gratitude.
Originally, he thought he would be the one to attract the monster.
“Not bad, it seems everyone is adapting quickly. I’ll give you one more piece of information for free.
Rejoice, such opportunities are rare. Witches always believe in equivalent exchange.
Listen carefully, for preliminary apprentices who die in battle, regardless of how they die, the School will not investigate.
Gagaga… Pray devoutly for the coming of darkness; you will usher in a new life.”
Uluoge, lurking in the shadows, maliciously added fuel to the fire.
Some apprentices had already established initial trust, but after Uluoge finished speaking, that trust became shattered.
“This damn fellow.”
Salun cursed inwardly. If not for the Golden Finger, he would also be one of those worried about being backstabbed right now.
Secretly noting Uluoge down, he stared intently at the awakened Devouring Frog before him.
It was clear that without the cage’s restraint, its eerie aura had begun to gradually infect Salun.
At this moment, he only felt as if his whole body was being licked by a swarm of cold flies.
“Here it comes!”
Salun’s eyes suddenly widened. He flashed back with all his might, narrowly dodging the Devouring Frog that descended from above.
Beirut in the distance opened his mouth in surprise. What did he see?
A giant frog weighing at least a thousand catties, with a light leap, crossed a distance of over ten meters.
“Damn it, the School never intended for us to live.”
Beirut’s pale face was tinged with a flush of red.
“This should be its pounce. Its tongue is a flying tongue, and the acid spray is… not good!”
Salun’s pupils suddenly contracted.
The Devouring Frog displayed a speed utterly inconsistent with its size.
It didn’t pounce on the enemy in front of it. In the next second, it adjusted its body and leaped into the air.
“Bastard!”
Salun cursed inwardly. He was in a moment where he couldn’t exert force.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him. He forcefully propped himself up with his iron sword on the ground.
And at that very moment, Beirut found an opportunity and attacked the Devouring Frog from behind.
“No! Stick your sword into the ground, support yourself with both hands, and hide behind it.”
Salun roared. Beirut’s expression changed, and he quickly complied.
The next moment, an unusually flexible long tongue wrapped around Beirut’s iron sword.
The Devouring Frog’s compound eyes, made up of countless small eyes, had long since captured Beirut behind it.
Its vision was all-encompassing.
And the sword body, forged from fine iron, developed cracks at a visible speed.
“Now! Strike!”
Salun roared, accelerating his run-up.
He hacked it down just as the Devouring Frog was about to retract its barbed tongue.
“Croak!”
A violent croak immediately boomed into both their ears.
Salun endured the discomfort, pulling Beirut and retreating.
He constantly paid attention to the prompt. Although there was no change, the increasingly surging red light clearly indicated something.
His actions undoubtedly saved both of them.
All the pitted pustules on the frenzied Devouring Frog’s body pulsed, simultaneously splashing out green liquid.
These liquids, upon touching the ground, emitted a puff of white smoke, accompanied by a strong stench.
By the time the liquid was depleted, the ground had already formed dozens of pits of varying sizes.
The two, having narrowly escaped death, had ashen faces. Salun took a deep breath, composed himself.
The Devouring Frog also seemed to have lost all its strength, collapsing to the ground.
In contrast, the red light at its heart collapsed inward, shrinking to the size of a pinprick, but extremely dazzling.
Salun seized the opportunity to use his intact iron sword to sever the Devouring Frog’s spine on its back.
The creature didn’t even struggle before entering eternal slumber.
“Salun, that’s great, we succeeded!”
A young man’s thoughts are always easy to guess. Beirut’s face was beaming with a joyful smile as he was about to walk forward.
“Don’t move!”
Salun shook his head, pulling Beirut to hide beside the air shield, which was the farthest point from the frog’s corpse.
“You…”
Beirut was about to say something when he was suddenly attracted by the movement behind him.
The next moment, the color drained from his face, turning extremely pale.
The scene was exceptionally bloody, with crimson flesh flying everywhere.
The frog’s corpse exploded!
But the two were ultimately unharmed, only somewhat exhausted after the battle.
“Ugh! Cough, cough, cough…”
Beirut gagged. Salun didn’t vomit, but his face was also not good.
“Successfully rescued Beirut, you defied death once, gaining the reward of a minor active potion.”
“For triggering the reward for the first time, you additionally receive the Abyssal Meditation Technique.”
“Abyssal Meditation Technique: The world is like an boundless deep ocean, and all living beings are but isolated islands within it. Choose it, and you must directly face the darkness beneath the surface.”
“Note: Practicing the Abyssal Meditation Technique may easily attract the attention of certain entities.”
This is… Salun’s eyes brightened. The reward had arrived.
