Chapter 771: Honeybun Vs Mutated Mountain Stalker

Within seconds of its appearance, the mutated Mountain Stalker made its presence clear, releasing a powerful howl that made Garrett and the others freeze in their place.

The soul-pressure it exerted was too much for a five-star Evolver to handle.

On the other hand, Honeybun was unaffected by the display of dominance, charging towards the golden beast at an insane speed that made him, appear like a blur to everyone around.

The Mutated Mountain Stalker charged to meet Honeybun head on, lunging with its sharp, powerful claws.

A close-range powerhouse living up to its description.

Honeybun slipped the strike with impressive speed, appearing behind the Stalker and raking a crystal-tipped claw across its golden hide.

Despite its powerful constitution, the golden beast could not mitigate the powerful attack from a Supreme-Rank creature. The cut dug deep into its skin, drawing out first blood.

The Stalker’s ruby eyes flashed with anger as it whirled to face its small tormentor.

The two clashed, gold against jade, the Stalker’s heavy claws carving the air where the turtle had been a heartbeat before.

Across the valley, Moon resumed his battle with the remaining stalkers without pause, leaving the battle for Honeybun to handle.

His twin blades of frost and lightning never stopped, weaving a storm of death through the rain-soaked pack. He drove his sword through one Stalker’s chest, the Cryothunder rupturing it from within, and spun to behead another with his lightning crackling down its body in the same motion.

The beasts fell around him as he moved, the rain conducting his lightning in chaining arcs that dropped three more at once.

[You have killed the level 62 B-Rank Mountain Stalker]

[You have gained 1,910 Lives]

[You have killed the level 61 B-Rank Mountain Stalker]

[You have gained 1,680 Lives]

[You have killed the level 61 B-Rank Mountain Stalker]

[You have gained 1,675 Lives]

Notifications flashed across his retina without stop, constantly reminding him of the kills and rewards he was gaining. Unfortunately, the spiritual gain from the Body-Refiners was incredibly low, barely doing anything to his acupoints.

But this was how Body-Refiners were, they provided much more lives than other beasts, but very few spiritual power in return.

Moon glanced over at Honeybun’s fight, catching the turtle dodging a golden claw and countering with a crystal spear, and smirked.

"Attaboy, Honeybun. Don’t let it corner you."

Then he turned back to the beasts pressing in on him, and resumed the slaughter without missing a beat.

Moon’s team that were momentarily shocked by Honeybun’s power returned to helping him against the remaining Mountain Stalkers, including Theo who was just as surprised.

Where the hell did he get a pet that powerful...? He couldn’t have possibly had this during the rivergate incident... Otherwise, he would have used it, he wouldn’t have gambled his own life for that beast soul probability...

Theo could tell that Honeybun was winning through sheer strength and speed alone. Its fighting instincts were still amateurish at best, yet it was learning at a frightening pace.

Theo swallowed, forcing down the lump of saliva that had somehow gathered in his throat over the past few seconds. In the span of just a few days, Moon had once again acquired another ace up his sleeve—one capable of turning the tide of any battle.

’I don’t even know which one of them is the real monster anymore... him, or that turtle...’

The fight between Honeybun and the Stalker escalated.

The Stalker learned, as the serpent and the hawk had before it, that chasing the jade turtle directly was futile. So it changed tactics, attempting to use its soul-pressure, the unnerving weight of its ruby gaze, trying to lock the turtle in place for even a fraction of a second.

But Honeybun’s magnificent spiritual foundation shrugged off the mild pressure entirely, and the turtle pressed its advantage, darting in with a flurry of crystal-clawed strikes that opened fresh wounds across the golden hide.

Glancing from the corner of his eyes, Moon scoffed internally at the Mountain Stalker’s attempt to spiritually pressure Honeybun.

’Trying to intimidate a supreme-rank creature... even if you are a mutated beast... you can only dream.’

The Stalker roared and lashed out in a wide, desperate sweep, and this time it caught Honeybun mid-charge.

The blow cracked the jade shell and sent the turtle tumbling from its overwhelming speed. But Honeybun righted himself instantly, ignoring the tiny crack on his shell.

Moon’s earlier warning proved its worth, the turtle grew more cautious, picking the right moments, dodging the heavy strikes and punishing the recovery windows exactly as Moon had taught him.

Honeybun began to turn the tide, the Stalker accumulating wounds while the turtle danced just out of reach.

Moon drove his blade through the last Stalker in the pack nearest him, the corpse crumpling at his feet, and took a moment to watch Honeybun work.

The turtle was weaving around the golden Surpasser, landing strike after strike, the Stalker bleeding from a dozen wounds that came from crystal spears and claws, and its roars grew ragged.

Honeybun had gone from matching it to beating it within just minutes, its overwhelming arsenal of speed, power, defense and control over the crystal element overwhelming the body-refiner’s raw power.

Moon’s smirk widened, pride filled his chest.

’Just a few days old, and you’re schooling the ruler of such a magnificent mountain,’ he thought.

"Show them who is boss."

Then Moon turned, spotting another cluster of Stalkers trying to flank his struggling teammates, and charged toward them, Cryothunder blazing, leaving his turtle to claim its hard-earned victory.

At the same time, Mirage continued to use his clones to distract, and bait beasts into its attacks. The white steed’s power was not to be joked with, casually dealing with several of the mountain stalkers at the same tier without any issues.

Moon nodded his head in satisfaction at Mirage’s growth of power.

’Honeybun’s addition to the family made him more power hungry... that’s good.’