I Refused To Be Reincarnated

A chill took hold of his sensationless frame as his soul trembled in horror and outrage.

"This creature is worse than the Pontianak!"

A yelp uncontrollably escaped his lips, reverberating against the throne room's cracked walls.

Alerted by the voice, the Moonsilver Striker's leader turned to him. Illuminated by the soft glow piercing the ceiling, it squinted, its pupils wafting beautiful silver wisps of mana contrasting with its horrible appearance.
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Gradually, it opened its mouth, exposing yellowed ivory daggers glinting before guttural sounds filled the room.

*"0@-asfrwd fzzdf° dffe"*

As if provoked by the hair-bristling but incomprehensible language, the Grimoire Lingua suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Its delicate cover opened, revealing the otherworldly material composing its pages.

Before Adam's enlarging eyes, it absorbed the words like physical objects, engraving them in black ink before disappearing in a puff of smoke.

Shocked by the occurrence, the creature's voice cracked in alarm.

"W-What is this?!"

Meanwhile, Adam's eyes enlarged as he exclaimed.

"It even works for beasts' languages?!"

Despite the statement of any language, he thought it would only work for humans or human-like creatures.

Before he could marvel at his beloved grimoire's abilities, the creature's voice shattered his thoughts with an alarming crack.

"Hateful pest! I'll have to make new children because of you!"

In a single, brutal motion, it threw the summoned chains to the ground. The wind howled as it lunged like a bullet, its razor-sharp claws glinting and bulging tail swinging like a bullwhip to shatter his bones.

As it did, color trained from the summoned faces. They had seen and endured the creature's strength. Yet, they had never seen it this enraged, fast, and lethal.

Meanwhile, Adam's eyes narrowed as ten mana nails extended from his fingers, each sparkling with a distinct element.

Despite the low output, allowing him to use the technique without straining his circuits, the devastation they could cause wasn't to be underestimated.

Fueled by a desire to avenge the poor dead men, he charged in to meet the creature in melee.

BANG

A terrifying sound reverberated, the wind battered his frame, and he flew like a rag the next second.

RUBLE

A section of the wall collapsed on him upon contact as his eyes glinted in understanding. Not only was the creature of the fourth tier, but it used spells to increase its speed in brief bursts.

That's how it unexpectedly spun in the blink of an eye, dodging his strike as its tail shattered the wind before colliding with his chest. The movement's swiftness took him off guard. No, he hadn't even seen it.

'That's why mages seldom move alone in the wild,' he thought, remembering how they always moved in parties of six when targeting beasts.

Even Shepard teamed up with other arcanists to kill the evil ghost despite being of the same tier. Their physique was just that overbearing.

'But I'm solid, too.'

Despite the blow's power and collision, his puppet's wood, protected by the drake's bones, remained intact.

Smirking, he rose to his feet, a provoking light playing in his azure and emerald eyes.

"Now that I have a clear idea of your strength, do your best to survive. Ok?"

His sarcastic tone cut through the tense atmosphere. The beast's eyes enlarged as angry growls made its lips tremble.

Without a word, its threatening muscles glinted with silvery light as it blurred into motion again, ready to behead the insolent human.

Simultaneously, he crouched low, stabilising his gravity center by planting his feet into the rocks. He had already fought against faster enemies. Therefore, he knew how to counter them.

'Predict their movements and attack when they think they won!'

CRASH

Wildly dancing dust rose in a waltz as the beast's claws and tails shattered the air and collided with him with horrifying noises.

The summoned standing at the room's edge trembled in dread as guilt distorted their faces. Did humanity's hero die trying to save them? They would be Earth's sinners if it truly happened.

However, a sudden finger snap woke them up as loud rotational noises made the air tremble. Like a vacuum, five sharp spinning constructs glinting with colorful lights absorbed the dust, making it spin like a whirlwind around them.

Then, they saw the creature's right arm and tail stuck inside a waving blue barrier protecting the smirking Adam.

"Your life expectancy expired. I'm under the obligation to confiscate your head," Adam said, his lips curling into a vicious smile.

SWOOSH

As his words lingered, the spinning arrows came to life. Like miniaturised missiles, they cleaved the wind apart.

ROAR

The beast's agonising cry resounded next as the merciless projectiles pierced large and perfectly round holes into its sturdy body. Blood gushed before freezing and evaporating into a red mist as bones shattered into splinters one after another.

Before it could recover from the pain, it caught five flashing glints moving from the side with trembling eyes.

Then, it saw it, engraving the vision into its soul as hate engulfed its last thoughts before the world spun.

Simultaneously, Adam leapt and swiped his elemental nails, dividing the beast's thick neck in a swift motion before stepping to the side.

While the giant creature's body plopped to the ground on his previous location, he smiled at the summoned, making their hair bristle and an icy shiver run down their spines.

"You're safe now. To repay me, dismantle the carcass. Ask in the chat if you don't know how."

"S-Sure P... Adam! T-That's the least we can do."

They stuttered in response, shocked by the inhuman spectacle they had seen. After all, it was far from usual to see a 1.6-meter human kill a five-meter beast without sustaining a single injury.

Relieved to see them safe, he gave a satisfied nod and turned his attention to the throne room's murals, letting the adrenaline of battle fade.

However, before he could, his Grimoire Beastaria silently appeared behind him, scanning and recording the beast on its thick leathery pages along with the ghosts he had defeated in the past.

Then, the Grimoire Lingua Appeared before him, recording the ancient writings onto its mysterious pages before both vanished.