Survival Story of a Sword King in a Fantasy World

Practice, and Practice (3)

The white-silver bull, Uto Ksarik, straddled the lowest floor of the Kaltan.

Ryu Han-bin sneaked close to the divine beast as usual.

However, he moved differently.

He focused his mind, zoning in on his target, and invoked his absolute skill!

-Skill of the Absolute: Lord throughout Heaven and Earth!

Uto Ksarik looked back at Han-bin with its eyes wide open.

The bull’s eyes seemed to ask him what the hell he was doing.

Quickly, Ryu Han-bin opened its information box.

[Race: Divine Beast Lv. 168]

Nothing had changed.

Instead, he spent a lot of Aura for nothing.

“Run, run!”

After fleeing in dismay, Artis shook his head.

“It’s no use?”

“Wait. Let’s do one more experiment.”

Han-bin didn’t get that much injured since he fled before he could use his fighting spirit.

After recovering enough Aura, he immediately went back in for another attempt.

That time, he provoked it, escaped, lured it in, and invoked the skill combined with Valtara’s Fighting Spirit.

-Skill of the Absolute: Lord throughout Heaven and Earth!

Indeed, something was different at that time.

Uto Ksarik was much more excited than usual.

“Grrrr!”

It used to attack his other colleagues alternately in the past, but it became very determined to follow no one else but Ryu Han-bin.

He could hardly escape after repeatedly pretending to be dead and fleeing.

“Oh, my…”

The Templar Lords scolded the half-dead Han-bin.

“You almost actually died this time!”

“If we lose you, everything’s over!”

“Never use it from now on!”

In the end, there was only one effect.

His absolute skill could provoke the divine beast’s nerves tremendously!

“Oh, what the hell is this skill for?”

Ryu Han-bin, gritting his teeth, gave up hope on the Skill of the Absolute: Lord Throughout Heaven and Earth.

Effir suddenly tilted her head.

“By the way, aren’t we in better shape than Han-bin?”

Normally, they would’ve been turned into something close to rags.

Meanwhile, his colleagues finally arrived at the scene.

Artis and Effir looked at the divine beast’s dead body and Han-bin with frightened faces.

“Hey, hey, Han-bin?”

“What did you do now?”

The Templar Lords were in a similar state.

“Did you just kill Uto Ksarik?”

“How the hell could you do such a feat with your level?”

Everyone looked like they had just seen a ghost.

No, Latnains didn’t consider ghosts as scary, so it would be more proper to describe their expression as if they had seen the ‘souls of the dead.’

“I’m still a little dazed, but…”

Shaking his head, Han-bin recalled what happened calmly.

Leon Hart nodded when he heard the explanation.

“I see. I’ll have to check the details later, but…”

At least one thing was certain.

From that moment on, Ryu Han-bin had become strong enough to fight the Transcendental!

“Oh, by the way, you’ve grown more than we expected.”

Looking back at everyone, Leon Hart went off in excitement.

“It’s time to get back to the overworld, folks.”

Palmer shrugged his shoulders as he looked at the fallen Uto Ksarik.

“We have to retrieve its Spirit Stone before we go back. I can’t even estimate how valuable the Spirit Stone of a divine beast would be.”