Becoming Legend

Ned had to do it whether he liked it or not. Judging from the Werelion's leak that he was oozing, he was closer to the Tailor's strength. Ned doesn't want to fight that opponent in his current state.

He reached for the Krisalix with the Wereman standing beside him. He grinned and Ned could not feel any kind of intent coming off from him, as though he was there to entertain himself.

The puppet on the other hand was now standing idly behind the Werebeast, it must have something to with the Tailor being an ally with him.

These people, Ned thought, looking over at his shoulder to where the beast was standing. What do they want from here?

Ned didn't bother to think deeper as to why there were no other hunters in the area. This group of people might have done something about them. And the thought of killing the hunters sicken Ned. But he can't do anything because of his current state.

Ned walked towards the group of candidates where the beast was now coiling around them and the wall of fire was their only protection. From time to time, arrows were flying off the wall of fire. Some of these arrows hit the magical beast, but it seemed that whoever shoots them was now relying on luck.

Ned's vision was recovering from what the Wereman did to him. With Ned being smacked to the ground, Ned had never felt so small. This thought led Ned to feel something burning inside his chest, as though animosity was rising and Ned didn't feel any better as long as the Wereman was standing there, doing whatever he wanted to do. Slowly, the anger within Ned rose.

The noise around him quieted so much that he could feel and hear a loud thump-thump inside him. For a moment, as Ned was slowly walking towards the struggling candidates, he could feel the golden core inside him shook. But this time, it wasn't excitement but anger. He could feel the anger coursing through his veins. His vision was blurring, but not because he was weakened by the Werelion, but because he could feel all the unknown energy slowly creeping inside him.

Now that Ned realized what the Werelion did to him, he felt a strong desire to revenge to make up for it.

[Ned.]

But ICE was there to remind him that losing now would result in unknown circumstances.

Ned squinted his eyes. When he woke up from the trance he was having, one of the knights was being chewed by the worm. Its teeth were grinding the only thing that could protect his body from physical damages. But how ironic it was that the silver armor did nothing but be like a paper from the monster's teeth.

His body snapped to half after it simply moved its jaw. Blood leaked and showered the other candidates below the worm.

The candidates were too stunned after one of them was eaten. They didn't flee in horror, they simply couldn't, after blood showered them. But thanks to Claurette than gone through a lot of stress after he met Ned, he was the one to recover first and yelled to the mages to enhance the remaining knights' shield.

Light imbued their shields and raised them to protect their team behind. They then slowly paced backward, trying to escape the abnormally evolved worm.

Ned, who has just awoken from the trance, had to team up with Claurette and the rest if he wanted to defeat the magical beast. The whole worm was irritated after seeing the shields of the knights were up once again. But this time, the light was different from before, they were thinner and seemed to look fragile.

Ned's Mana was below 200, three digits he doesn't like but have to find a way around it. Using more of his mana will sure to lead him to be Mana burnt, and he doesn't like that. In fact, no one likes to be Mana burned in the middle of a fight. Added it with his low energy, Ned needs to team up with the other candidates.

[Be careful, Ned.]

Midway towards the other team, ICE's voice was cut off. Ned's display clicked and went blank, and his body felt tense. He stood there, in the middle of the plain, with grasses idly rooted underneath his boots, with his free hand forward. He could feel it, the hot sensation crawling his skin, his muscles liven up, gaining strength.

Suddenly, black mist leaking all over Ned's body. This time, it was somewhat different as though Ned was in a constant Overclock, he felt as though he could take on the world. The black mist wrapped around Ned especially on his limbs like he was being supported.

Feeling the immense threat, the hole worm immediately threw the remaining body of the knight and leaped through Ned by coiling its body first then spring.

Even though Ned wasn't able to move his body from the immense power he was gaining, the black mist defended him by creating a thick black wall. The worm's head made a loud bang like hitting a thick glass.

"Boohoo!" Rassus's voice rang inside Ned's head. "Good job depleting your Mana 179! Damn that bitch, so hard to find a way and make it out of your body."

Ned sighed after he gained control of his body back. It wasn't surprising anymore that Rassus made it out of Ned's Core. After all, Ned was left with a meager amount of Mana, and no two kinds of magical essences could resonate inside his body. But more importantly: they were both mocked. And Ned felt it down to his core. It might be because he was influenced by Rassus that Ned made it felt that way, but for some reason, Ned's feeling was mutual.

"Don't think you can do whatever you want," Ned said, feeling rejuvenated. "But just this once, I'll take over your power and show that beast."

Ned raised his free hand, and under his feet, the black mist started to envelop the surrounding around him. An orb of black energy was then formed on his left hand.

"Shut up and do your thing!"

Ned then vanished, leaving a cloud of dust over the black mist.