CHAPTER 78 - ARTH

A loud, shrieking scream of a beast molested the deep silence throughout the darkness of the snow forest. Warm blood dripped down on the ground from Arth’s black sword. He opened the mouth of the dead boar using his boots, where a small, white sphere appeared on top of its tongue.

Arth took the core and placed it on his jar, containing half-filled white spheres from the C-class beasts he had slain earlier. However, it had been almost two hours and he never found a B-class beast yet. Time was running out and he would have lesser chances of winning if he could not collect a red core.

“Where’re those damn beasts?” Arth muttered a curse as he continued his hunt, leaving the dead body of the boar on the snowy ground.

The Dark Woods had gotten even darker as the sun was going down. The thick branches on the high trees completely covered the light from the cloudy skies. Dread. Arth breathed the cold, foggy air as he rushed through the depths of