Re:Mimic [MONSTER MC LITRPG]

After Lucas was done testing the limits of his new body, he fell asleep. Even though he could only do some rudimentary tests, he could tell this one point had given him a level of control over his body that was leagues ahead of what he could do with just two points. Now, he just had to translate that into combat power.

When he woke up, he scratched a tally mark on the wall of his hollow. He then grew his eight tendrils and left. Moving into the psychedelic landscape with a decent stride.

'Let's see what that slime is up to now.'

Even though Lucas was more powerful now, he wouldn't go in guns blazing like he did in his first few days. He now knew enough to understand that the difference maker between him and probably everything else in this cavern was his ability to gather information and apply that knowledge in useful ways.

After a week of actively stalking and learning about these creatures, he could confidently say he had a rudimentary understanding of their behavior now.

'Even though these creatures are ferocious and relentless, they still understood when they were absolutely out matched. Facing off against an opponent they have no hope against is not something any sane animal would do. If so… why am I heading to a death trap?'

When Lucas reached this point in thinking, his stride slowed down, question marks floating around his mind. Then, he suddenly shot out a tendril into the ceiling and began swinging across the cavern. If he had a mouth, he would be grinning like a madman. His eyes blazed with a manic light.

'I'm heading there because I want to. Defeating it will solidify my progress. I have grown, I'm strong now.'

He didn't know why, but the reasoning sounded particularly funny to him at that moment. This was very far from a rational thought but, if he strategized for every little thing would he still be living? When he chose purpose, was his intent to cower away forever? No!

Thinking of all the times he has been forced to hide and flee in this cavern, he was filled with a fury and disgust he had been suppressing. But now, he felt he had truly grown strong enough to forge his own path. Defeating the slime would help him prove it.

When his resolve was made, he swung above the cavern wall. Feeling truly free and unfettered for the first time in this life. He finally felt in control of his own life. For the second time in the cavern, he found himself truly enjoying the experience.

If he could looked at his core at this moment, he would find that it had become a rapidly spinning, dark crimson tornado. As his confidence and ease grew, the faster it spun, eager to use its energy.

As he used his weaponized tendrils to swing across the hypnotic terrain below. He used his hearing to keep track of the monsters below. As he got closer and closer to the slime's tunnel, the more sparse creatures were. Then finally, he was there.

With a slight effort from his mind, his Spirit energy roared to life. The ease took him aback but he just chuckled inwardly and thought.

'You want me to kick it's ass as well huh? Don't worry, with your help, it's already dead meat.'

Using his Spirit energy in tandem with his [Spirit Sense], he saw the colors of the cavern instantly become much more vibrant and esoteric. He focused on what he came for and in a few seconds he could sense it. The slime was still at the back of the cavern.

He turned off [Spirit sense] and made his way down using a nearby wall. He confidently made his way into the tunnel. His already high confidence further boosted by his Spirit energy.

The moment Lucas stepped into the tunnel, the slime sensed his presence and began making its way towards him.

The slime looked different from what Lucas expected. It was a pitch black and had a metallic sheen to it. The slime moved forward lethargically, almost like a slug. It was much bigger than Lucas remembered but that didn't deter him.

Lucas rushed forward, planning to end this fight in an instant. Knowing the slime could fire projectiles, his plan was very simple.

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'Close the distance and smash it apart!!'

When he had this thought, an eerie crimson energy coated his entire form as he closed between them in two seconds flat. With no suspense, he hacked down with a scythe-tendril. The blow produced a bright spark as it deflected off the slime's metallic form.

'Huh?'

Confused but undeterred, he lashed out another attack with even greater ferocity. Only to meet the same outcome. Before he could fully process the slime's outstanding defense, numerous spikes grew across the slime's form causing Lucas' form to subconsciously clench in panic.

Lucas hastily grew extra protective flesh on his eyes while lashing out with his right scythe-tendril once more. This time with the intent of knocking the slime to the side.

BANG!

'Heavy!!'

Cracks spread throughout his scythe-tendril while the slime didn't budge an inch. As pain raced across his limb, the slime fired out tens of needles into him. At this close range, all of them met their target, instantly giving Lucas some extremely painful acupuncture.

'Argh!'

The slime's acid was injected into Lucas from every single one of the spikes, causing him to frantically retreat. He moved back a good fifteen meters from the slime giving himself a breather.

Numerous small tendrils grew across his body and began plucking out the needles. His mind racing as he watched the slime. It just stood there eerily, almost as if it was taunting him.

Where is all that big talk you were mouthing off before huh? Since this fight started you haven't even made a scratch on me and I'm literally doing nothing! Hah! Face it, you're weak.

Lucas knew the slime couldn't possibly have such complex thoughts, and even if it did there was no way he could hear them. But with his heightened ego being amplified by his Spirit energy, thinking rationally was quite difficult at the moment.

'I'm just warming up slime ball! Now I'm about to get serious!'

A steely light flashed across Lucas' eyes— he would either kill this slime today or die trying.

With his Life energy within him flowing like a raging torrent, all his injuries healed at an accelerated rate. His damaged scythe-tendril had already healed as he rushed at his foe once more.

This time, the slime was ready. It fired off tens of needles once more for its stationary position. Lucas dodged to the left and cycled around the slime. Lucas then swiftly channeled more energy into his scythe giving it a deep red, almost black hue.

He brought down the weaponize tendril like a guillotine.

CRACK!

A sharp cracking sound rang out as Lucas' limb shattered and cracks appeared all over the slime. Though the pain was immense, Lucas ignored it and immediately transformed his second tendril into a spear like form. He stabbed at the wound he had created, his eyes almost glowing with a crimson light.

Another sharp crack rang out in the tunnel and to Lucas' dismay, it was his second limb breaking apart. To make matters worse, new needles had grown on the slime form, targeting Lucas at point blank range once again. The slime's thoughts rang out once again.

As I said, you're weak. Too weak.

'Shut up!!'

Instead of dodging, Lucas dived head first into the hail of needles. He could see the puncture he had made swiftly mending. It was now or never.

Lucas tanked all the needles without even flinching in his manic state. His eyes now pure crimson. As the acid pumped into him, he used the pain to harden his resolve even further.

His focus supreme as he channeled his energy to help him create a new weaponized tendril. Something tougher and sharper than anything he had ever created.

The chaotic swirl of a core which was now very dim, eagerly provided. Its original incomprehensible hue shining across the crimson life blood it channeled towards the tendril.

Lucas leaped into the air and drew his tendril back. This would be his final attack. Everything seemed to be moving in slow motion as his tendril grew. He could see spines growing on the slime once more. Thankfully, his new weapon grew even faster. It was a spear-like appendage, it looked like a pristine white bone. Its tip exuded a cold harsh, light.

Not thinking on it further, Lucas stabbed at the slime's injury with unerring precision. He watched in slo-mo as his limb easily pierced through the slime like butter.

'[Leech]!!!!'

He immediately felt a large stream of energy flow into him from the slime, knocking him out of his state of focus and bringing him crashing down onto the slime. The slime tried to struggle free but its movements were too lethargic. No matter the amount of needles it stabbed into Lucas, his concentration on his skill was not broken.

After what felt like an eternity to Lucas, there was no more movement from the slime. In fact, there was no slime at all. All that was left was a crystalline orb that glowed with a black light.

Seeing he had succeeded, Lucas immediately collapsed into a heap and passed out but not before thinking.

'Suck it… slimeball.'

———

<The thraxxar lurks here?>

Lucas snapped awake thanks to the voices. His injuries had already healed but that didn't register as he looked at the tunnel's entrance. After a few moments, five humanoids walked in.

Each one was equipped with what looked like wooden spears. They stood tall and had broad and powerful looking shoulders. What made Lucas take a double take was their looks. Their skin was a deep green and rough like the bark of a tree. Their eyes—or so he assumed— were two bright green lanterns shining from their heads.

From the way they spoke, Lucas understood they were here for him and definitely not with kind intention. Lucas' form couldn't help but shrink in dismay.

'Fuck me.'