The Last Primal

"[Reptilian] I don't care what sort of a monster… or whatever it is you are, just die!"

Loran Whron roared and channeled his mana to the max. The veins on his neck popped out from the sheer concentration as he swung his arms, smashing violently down on Aiden's head!

With the secret body tempering skills of the Crystal Palace, Loran Whron's arm was no longer something that could be considered anything but a brutal, sturdy weapon of mass destruction. His brighter than yellowish-green normal scale-less arm shone brilliantly with a layer of luster. With the support of the artifact-grade bracer on top of it, that was a steel whip as thick as an arm!

Aiden however, did not dodge nor retreat. His eyes shone brightly with a violent glint as he extended his arm and welcomed the strike.

With a thunk, Aiden's arm swung out, resembling an elephant's trunk that was limp and weak. From a glance its power was nowhere near the incredible luster of Loran Whron's attack.

​ Yet, at the moment the two arms made contact with one another, Aiden's arm coiled and trembled. However, it had not suffered any damage from the initial looks of it.

Loran Whron's on the other end…

The mysterious, bright luster on Loran Whron's hand dissipated instantly.

*CRACK!*action

Even with the protection of his bracers, Loran Whron's arm was contorted with the bones inside shattered. All the bone fragments pierced out from his flesh in a bloodied, horrific manner.

"[Reptilian] Aaaaaargh!" Loran Whron shrieked tragically as color drained from his face.

After taking on his true form, Aiden's strength had not only increased from the burst of his unrestricted power, he radiated the aura of the shroud and domain of a ruler, an entity beyond the understanding of these feeble mortals.

*Swoosh!* *Swoosh!* *Swoosh!* *Swoosh!*

A gust of wind blew behind Aiden's head, producing a vague stinging pain. He did not have to see to know that the enemy behind him, The Left Hand must have attacked!

"[Reptilian] Rat's squirming before the tide… How amusing."

With a sneer, Aiden rushed up without stopping at all after brutally crippling Loran Whron's arm.

Loran Whron gritted his teeth and cold sweat poured from his head. As long as he could block Aiden for only a single moment, Left Hand's remaining bone spikes would descend before long and trap this annoying b*stard within! At that time, he would be able to escape.

Deciding to take this as a final gambit, Loran Whron punched out once again.

Aiden's strength was not the only thing that increased after he took on his 'true' form – his speed increased tremendously as well!

Instead of slowing down, Aiden hastened and his body curled into a spiral ball. His knee seemed to be in a kneeling position and it barely dodged Loran Whron's punch. As though he was propping with his hands, Aiden arrived in front of Loran Whron in an instant and suddenly pushed both of his open palms upwards against his opponent's chin!

*CRACK!* *SNAP!*

Instantly, Loran Whron's head was tossed back, his jaw smashed and his throat snapped on the spot – he was no longer breathing!

The other party, the dark robed Left Hand gasped when he saw that. Nobody could have imagined that one of the top and undoubtedly one of the strongest core disciples from Crystal Palace that was known for their immense physiques would die in a single round of melee combat!

…

A cold light tore through the air as ten bone spikes chased relentlessly.

Initially, they should have landed on Aiden's back. However, Aiden's body fell flat to the ground before his figure blurred and dashed forward, towards the Left Hand with blazing speed.

This time round, as his full concentration was on his opponent, Aiden evaded all the chasing bone spikes completely!

As a result, all but one of the bone spikes pierced Loran Whron's freshly deceased body instead!

The remaining bone spike was about to strike Aiden's head when the latter stretched out his right hand and allowed it to pierce his palm instead!

Or it just wanted to! As soon as it came in contact with Aiden, shining golden scaled back of his hand, it rebounded! It could not pierce through!

A superior grade, powerful weapon's spike could not pierce through Aiden's right hand!

In the Left Hand's moment of daze, his vision blurred and a tall figure's ominous shadowy silhouette stood up from the ground, obstructing his view.

No! Everything was happening way too fast!

Anyone within ten feet would die instantly!

The Left Hand's felt his heart sink in the very depths of despair!

The next moment, the shadow struck down, engulfing the shivering, trembling skink demonic practitioner within its blazing storm!

…

A moment later, the energy dissipated leaving behind two figures.

Left Hand's eyes were widened with fright as a huge bloodied hole appeared at the top of his head, streaming with blood. He was already dead.

With a shrug, Aiden's tendons and bones sounded and that gigantic, transformed body of his reverted to normal instantly. He regained his spotless, youthful [Draconic Skink] swiftly.

Looking at his shredded, torn and bloodied attire, Aiden sighed and grabbed a new set of clothes he had prepared long beforehand from his system's inventory. Then he walked forward and leaned down against the dead body of the Left Hand and placed his hand over the carcass.

"Absorb." He spoke coldly.

With no witnesses around, he could finally act freely and absorb these two precious bodies of vital essence before him. Adding just that bit to his recuperation as well as removing all the clues of what had transpired here.

Following his command, unknown source of energy rippled from the connecting palm, spreading across the dead corpse in the next instant. The dark robed body of the previously haughty and arrogant 'Left Hand' lost its shape in mere seconds and vanished as it was transformed into ethereal sustenance and fused with the primal's body.

Without wasting any time, he did the same with Loran Whron's body before he grabbed the weapons lying around the ground and placed them in the backs of his inventory next.

The Metal Tree Groove was about a day and a half of distance away from Ugburg City on foot. Along the way, Aiden checked out Loran Whron and Left Hand's storage pouches.

At first, he had the idea of learning the technique scrolls of the skills the two used and add it to his repertoire. Maybe use the system's fusion feature as well and create a completely new skill that used these skills as basis! How awesome and helpfull would that be?

To his disappointment, he found nothing worthwhile in their storage bags. Though it was rather sad, it was not that Aiden did not understand the logic behind it.

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