Chapter 177

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“wrrryyyyyyy——————”

Like a hunter spotting prey or a wolf seeing a lamb.

Andarius’s current snarl was akin to such primal instincts, its single eye on its upper body gleaming with savage light.

Wants to eat!

So wants to eat!

Regardless of those two deities or the blonde human, it wanted to devour them all.

Strangely, the latter seemed even more enticing for some reason!

Its eagerness to consume the three was palpable, so much so that it couldn’t wait to begin, even causing sparks by rubbing its massive front claws together.

But the last vestiges of rationality held it back.

Just a little longer, just a short while.

Once it reclaimed its strength fully, it would reach its peak power in this state. That would be the perfect moment to strike.

‘It’s waiting for the right moment!?’

Locking eyes with Andarius’s brutal single eye, Izay suddenly realized this.

Even though it had noticed the five individuals, its covetous gaze towards him and the two deities was obvious, why hadn’t Andarius acted immediately?

It wasn’t from lack of desire but restrained by something? Or…waiting for something?

The contracting and expanding tubes within sight, continuously gathering energy from the barnacle-like walls around and channeling it into Andarius, provided the answer!

“Lady Artemis, God Hermes, please step back!”

“Asfi, Lulune! Cut those black tubes! It’s gathering strength! Now’s our only chance to act!”

Seeing through Andarius’s intentions, Izay wouldn’t let it complete its final power accumulation, quickly issuing commands.

After all, he had been part of the team exploring the depths of the dungeon; as an adventurer, his discernment was not lacking.

Coupled with the faint sense of threat from his “Intuition.”

Currently, Andarius’s strength was approximately between top-tier Level 5 and Level 6.

If given a bit more time, it would undoubtedly break through to Level 6.

At that point, things would become several times more troublesome than now!

Don’t underestimate the difference between Levels 5 and 6, both classified under Tier 1 adventurers.

But their actual powers were worlds apart.

Level 6 is what the gods refer to as the Hero Domain.

A definitive threshold only reachable by those possessing hero-level equipment!

Facing a Level 5 entity, multiple Level 4s could hold it off, even defeat it.

But against a Level 6, even a group of Level 5s wouldn’t stand a chance, barely managing to delay the inevitable.

That’s how vast the gap is! (Of course, exceptions exist.)

Izay would have to be insane to let something resolvable at Level 5 escalate to Level 6!

“Let the Curtain Fall (Orionids)!!”

“—Silver Starfall (Orionids)!!!”

BOOM!!!

A wave of scorching heat surged through the icy air.

In the blink of an eye, it seemed like a star curtain flashed before unleashing azure blue brilliance and a wave of heat sweeping across the altar space.

“——————”

Bits of rock and dust were blown away, rising from beneath their feet as ethereal azure flames danced around Izay.

Rampant magical energy surged, golden strands swaying with the flow of mana, while silver-white light coursed through his azure irises.

“Never!”

Muttering under his breath, Izay gripped the spear Yet-evil tightly. With cracks appearing on the stone ground beneath his feet, followed by an explosive sound, he vanished from his spot.

Even against the top-tier Level 5 Andarius.

The power granted by the Hunter blessing, the full attribute boost from Silver Starfall, and the enhanced strength and durability from Heart of the Earth made Izay a match for it despite being merely Level 3.

With all these buffs, he aimed to take it down before it reached Level 6!

Strike while the iron is hot!

Fair fight? Doesn’t exist!

Truth belongs to the victor!

“wrrryyyyyyyy————!”

Faced with Izay, this sworn enemy charging in, Andarius seemed quite excited.

It didn’t even have to chase you, and here you came willingly, oh so eager?

An ominous black aura emanated from its giant front claw as it raised it high without hesitation and swung down forcefully on Izay.

—A lethal move hollowing out the air ahead to counter the charge!

Here we go again…

Should one say monsters are ultimately monsters?

Whenever Izay faced large creatures, he noticed they all shared a common flaw or rather, an unspoken thought process.

When an enemy attempts to close in, they always confidently lift their weapon, ready to deliver a devastating blow.

Yet their movements left plenty of openings.

If a human dared to fight Izay like this, he could end the battle in an instant.

But now, facing a monster, it was another matter.

Twisting his waist, Izay’s pupils reflected Andarius’s towering figure, his consciousness reaching every corner of his body.

He subtly adjusted his movements.

Dodging the lethal strike by brushing past it, he swung the spear Yet-evil, its tip carrying starflame piercing through the hard shell of the giant claw, leaving a deep bloody gash.

“Boom——!!”

Andarius’s attack missed, and Izay passed by unscathed, cutting several force-conducting tubes as he swept past behind it.

“wrrryyyyyyyy！！！”

Instantly, Andarius began roaring, seemingly indifferent to the injuries inflicted by Izay, which could easily heal. What truly infuriated it was Izay daring to sever its conduits of power.

It was like cutting off its milk supply.

Unforgivable!

“Rumble rumble rumble………”

Riot!

A riot sparked by protecting the remaining source of nourishment!

On the vast giant stone altar, Andarius wreaked havoc upon the area.

Despite its chaotic movements, its massive size still gave it considerable destructive power.

However, thanks to his superior speed and agility, Izay continued to maneuver around Andarius.

His shadowy attacks repeatedly tore open its colossal body, but its wounds healed within seconds. Even with the starflame attached, it only delayed the recovery slightly—a terrifying regenerative ability unmatched in the world!

“Holy Firehawk!!!”

The fiery giant eagle screeched.

Lulune wielded the last magic swords in each hand, firing off blasts.

Millions worth of charged magical artifacts burned away the value they represented, intense flames consuming the surrounding tubes Andarius used to siphon power.

Not only that, her flapping fire wings also incinerated the barnacle-like walls.

“BOOM—!”

From another direction, Asfi, the advanced magician, revealed her ultimate magical artifact.

Several different sequence potions were thrown by her, reacting violently upon contact, explosions echoing throughout the altar space.