The Gene Gamer

Looking at the sheer strength and the damage caused by the battle left him feel incredulous. The entire surrounding place had fallen into ruins and the damage was no different from a mini scale natural disaster. Just a small comprehension and this result could be produced? Now he was much more interested about the mystery of it.

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The battle had almost ended, just shy of concluding, but the desperate struggle of a second tier was nothing to be careless about. Even though the Hill Giant had tried to escape before, the mosquitoes didn't let it. It was clear that they wanted to kill it completely and suck his lifeforce along with his blood essence dry!

The Hill Giant had lost both of its arms and was bleeding from all seven orifices. Its stomach was wrinkled. One of its eyes were completely pierced looking like a needle piercing an elastic ball. There was no pupil along the white eye with blood vessels all over it.

The nose was deflated strangely and looked just like a loose skin now. One of his cheeks was in a state similar to the nose, the skull's shape was seen and he suspected that if not for the tenacious skin, it wouldn't even have any skin on these spots at all, leaving the bare skull.

'The Hill Giant must have some background or else it would've already been killed by the more powerful existences or had been ganged upon. This must also mean that the Gorge of Death is hiding something very valuable or else no organization or group would send their members to a place where undeads and demons dominate, unless they're insane. It was basically just sending them to death. But this can also mean that the Sound Mosquitoes this time must also come from a powerful background.'

This situation of a weak 2 tier living monster in the infamous Gorge of Death was very unusual, anyone would be able to reach a conclusion similar to him, all that matters were how long they would take.

But there is also another reason, the Hill Giant was a spy. If not for his powerful perception he wouldn't have been able to discover it at all.

Oh, how much he wanted to capture one of these second-tier beats to research on. But reality wasn't always one wished for, no matter how much he tries the giant was destined to get sucked dry by the mosquitoes, and even if it didn't and even if he was in his peak state he would suffer severe injuries with the possibility of dying.

With his current state, there was no chance of capturing it at all.

Shaking his head, Cylius left from the peak he was in. He had already captured all the information from the battle in his mind, there was no use seeing any further. As for the traces left by those great existences? The mosquitoes would be sure to clean it up.

Like a fleeting cloud, his figure left the peak.

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Two weeks later, at the entrance of the Forest of Claw.

Children that were hard to describe were gathered at the entrance. Scales, horns, wings, tattoos, tails, etc. showed up on their body. There were also people with fire on their skin or a water armor covering their weak spots occasionally. They were mainly divided into two parts, the prey and the hunter judging by their aura.

The prey, their auras although powerful was a lot weaker than the hunters. Their gazes although sharp but were much duller than the hunters. But they stood in groups and they showed unity that could make the hunters shrink back.

The hunters were obviously lone wolves with great power. Their numbers were small but the power they could show would undoubtedly be extraordinary.

Regardless of whether they were the hunter or the prey their eyes showed a hint of happiness, joy, delight, and relief?

Cylius was also standing within it. He had left the Gorge of Death a while ago. Within this time span, he had completely healed from his previous battle with the Strangling Tree. He had gained some hints of a rune and he was prepared to comprehend a rune once he broke into the limit-break stage.

His cultivation also advanced forward but he couldn't advance to the limit-break stage at all, currently, it was better to describe him being at the peak maturity stage.

The barrier seemed to only be a thin piece of paper, with only a slight poke he could enter the limit-break stage. But this thin piece of paper was also akin to a deterrence that made many people stop. After all the limit-break stage was entirely different from the maturity stage.

With enough time you could reach the maturity stage while no matter if tens of thousands of years passed if you got no talent you won't advance into it. And only at this stage would a person be worthy of comprehending a rune in that department or else if a person tries to comprehend it at the maturity stage their genes would over bloat and get destroyed.

After all the rune isn't something a maturity stage could tussle with, only by exceeding the limit of the gene could it contain the comprehension of a rune.

Unfortunately, the time was short and he could only gain so much from the Gorge of Death.

Garen's palms and legs were covered in flames that had the tinge of blue. The flames looked deadly as the plantation around him had all turned into ash. His gaze piercing and he looked a lot mature. It seemed that his genes had entirely changed his personality and it was entirely possible for him to sacrifice him for benefits. The influence an innate gene could bring to a person was huge after all.

He wouldn't even be surprised if there were kind and selfless people who awakened a demon innate gene and gets indifferent to life, even actively seeking to kill.

Fanton was wearing an ice robe, thin ice elementals gathered to make a cloth. This precise control was definitely extraordinary. His eyes were icy there were even some traces of ice on places he looked. Moreover, he felt a maturity stage aura from him.

Farold his aura had been strengthened and red scales with a shiny glove and a fierce temperature was on his cheeks. His pupils had turned vertical like a cat's eyes, and its color had turned into scarlet red. Like Fanton, he was also in the maturity stage.

The sound of people chattering created a noisy atmosphere and all of them talked as if they had been released from a huge burden. Apart from the slight vigilance, there was the youthful yearning of happiness. Most of their adrenaline level increased and along with it, the incessant chattering also became louder.

"Attention trainees."

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Immediately all the chattering stopped when a mechanical sound came out from the sky.

"Due to higher order, the trial is to be prolonged for five months."

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No one had expected this, the result was that their excited minds had become blank.

But the blank period wasn't long, immediately roars and curses spread out and chaos ensued!