Son Of Chaos 18 Fighting The Boss

As they got closer, the boss reacted to their presence and unfolded his large big leathery wings. They were more than twice as long as his body was height and had two brutal looking claws at the end of each.

"Watch out for these claws, they are the main weapon. He will use them as well as sometimes trying to suck your blood.", Van Bergen informed them.

"You handle the right wing while I will concentrate on the left and Sam will attack the center alright?", the guy with the spear suggested. It seems Sam was the name of the swordsman.

The both of them nodded even though Ivan felt a bit unsure regarding his job, since he thought he was to week but there was no time for further pondering because the boss had started to make its move.

Using a flap of his wings to noiseless propel himself towards them he quickly came close. He then used the claws at his feet to get a good grip on the floor and swung both his wings towards them.

While the spear bearer hold his spear in both hands pointing the tip towards one of the incoming wings Ivan didn't dare to do it. He used a small irregularity on the rock floor to secure his staff, putting his feet on this end while pointing the other towards the wing coming towards him.

In the back his mentor who had watched his every move nodded in satisfaction, it seemed like this student of his was capable of using his brain.

"Bang" , with a loud sound the wing and his staff collided, and while he got rattled so much that he nearly puked blood the staff held and the wing slash was stopped.

On the other side the spear holder wasn't as lucky since his spear was to sharp and the tip went through the leathery membrane of the wing not fully stopping it but only slowing it a bit.

He tried to dodge the claws but still got hit by it. A wound on his hip appeared and blood started to flowed out. Hastily he took out a pill which stopped the bleeding.

At the time both of the wing slashes were stopped the swordsman rushed forwards and used all his strength to slash at the face of the monster. The strike hit the crown of the beasts head, creating a thing line down its face before stopping at his chin. The line then opened and blood spurted out all over the swordsman.

Even though the wound seemed dangerous for the boss it still didn't utter a sound and instead tried to lunge out towards the swordsman with his mouth wide open, displaying the dangerous looking fangs of his.

Before it could even come close a ball of fire appeared before it and unerringly hit inside its mouth.

* Wow, didn't think that chick would use fire magic, with her disposition ice would be much more fitting. *, Ivan couldn't help thinking.

"Be careful, now the boss is enraged and will deal much more damage.", his mentors voice once again gave them some information.

And truly the eyes of the beast were now a shining red and they looked like b.l.o.o.d.y jewels emitting a strong sense of blood thirst.

Once again it swung his wings at them and this time even though Ivan deployed the same trick as before he was unable to stop the force completely and he got send flying while puking out some blood.

< -7="" hp="">>

For the first time a number showing the loss of his HP showed up.

* f.u.c.k, I only have 10 HP. *

Luckily for the rest of the team he had managed to hold long enough that the swordsman was able to ram his sword deep into the bosses mouth, while another fireball was on his way which once again hit the mouth of the boss. Sadly the hand of the swordsman was still holding the sword which was stuck inside and he screamed out. He let go of his sword and rolled on the floor in pain, trying to put out the flames which had raced up his arm, while continuing to scream.

"Wow, your coordination sucks.", Van Bergen said while walking over, "You are lucky you managed to just about kill that guy or you would have died after a mistake like this."

He moved over to the boss who laid on his back with steam coming out of his mouth and praised, "Quite a powerful fireball.".

He seemed to ignore the injury as if it was something normal and looked at the girl, "You really should have used ice magic. Fire magic doesn't seem to fit your disposition."

* Wow, he said exactly what I thought before.*, Ivan felt that he and his mentor were surprisingly similar.

"Now go and finish this guy.", he pointed at the spear-wielding guy and ordered.

He followed his command and rammed the spear deep into the helpless bat.

< congratulation="" you="" have="" made="" your="" first="" kill.="" reward:="" +1="" luck="">>

< congratulation="" son="" of="" chaos="" triggered!="">>

< congratulation="" you="" and="" your="" team="" have="" killed="" a="" monster="" more="" than="" 25="" levels="" higher="" than="" you.="" reward:="" t.i.tle:="" slayer="" of="" slightly="" bigger="" things="" (1)="">>

This was the first time Ivan had seen his t.i.tle get triggered and he was quite happy about the result after he took a look at the reward.

< t.i.tle:="" slayer="" of="" slightly="" bigger="" things="" (d)="" level="">

You have slain a monster of at least 25 levels higher than you.

+1 Luck

Slay 5 more for the next level

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* I really need to check what luck is used for, after all I seem to get it all the time at the moment.*, Ivan thought. Since he didn't have time to read up on more information he could only surmise that it was a hidden stat and that it would give him what the name said, better luck.