Isekai Journey Of The Magic Archer

A pool was something this monster was born from.

The thing that has already entered my eyes was something more than just some small pool.

This... was a river.

A river of blood that was something I couldn\'t even fathom.

This was something... horrific.

Dead bodies of creatures laying on the ground had disintegrated.

These creatures were eaten from inside, and only shells or skin were left.

Just like its nature, this monster was eating things inside out.

Not even that white wolf, that beautiful creature some kilometers away, looked something humanly observable.

That gut-wrenching thing before my eyes was something I would pay to forget at this very moment.

This creature was born from an unsightly thing and, it was going around creating unsightly things.

I... why?!

Why me?

"Mother fuckers..." I cussed and saw as the six arrows finally collided with the slime\'s body perfectly.

And, as expected, aside from a ripple in his fluid body, there was nothing.

No scratches, no wounds, not even that jelly on its surface had fallen.

Unlike the last few times, this was different.

At first, this creature was at least having some effects, but now... this did not affect him.

He was now turning unstable from the berserk energies that were already stabilized inside him.

The creature was now angry, and I... was the reason to make him this way.

I can feel it.

This was strength.

The unmeasurable strength that I knew I can\'t face even If I tried with all my might.

This catastrophe has already crossed creatures like the three elders of Fern\'s family and now... this piece of trash was as strong as the golden deers.

(Indigo)

Strength of that level that every beast desired, but they knew that wasn\'t what they could achieve, even if they tried.

But this creature, these slimes, monsters that are used as practice subjects and wander the open streets of human domains, was something that had embraced those dangerous desires.

It desired and embraced the darkness, demanding to achieve that accursed strength.

It had lost an important part of itself and its end wouldn\'t be something that even it couldn\'t think of.

It would die soon, but... it was dead set on killing me before those that took care of this nature punished it.

That would happen soon, but... I had to survive.

I had to survive not only from this creature and the creatures that would come after this.

"Squuuuuuuuuuehci!!"

The creature shouted in an unsightly voice that made my insides wiggle once again.

That medicine I took at the first hearing of this sound was now over.

I had to endure this even more intense voice that... most possibly wounded my internal organs.

"Akhem!" I coughed a mouthful of blood and drank the remaining potion in the last remaining bottle of potion on me.

This was a <Advanced Healing Potion> and it was my last one.

Now... I had no healing potion.

Now, if I receive something like this injury, I knew I would have no choice but...

\'Let\'s not… think about it.\'

Myself aside, if Celes hears something like this, I knew what type of expression she would make.

Thankfully, she was locked in her mark and I knew she could feel me, but couldn\'t see what was happening here.

I knew she couldn\'t handle this.

This was for the best.

I was now done for.

But... just giving up was neither my style nor a good plot if I really was some character.

"Let\'s start, you piece of shit!"

With a war cry, I shot backward and started running as fast as I can.

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Using quickstep at the full power and the other skills too.

The enraged slime was paused for some time in the time it was going through this berserk thing.

Looking back was no option. I had to save my life with all the things I can.

And I already knew this all was futile against the creature that had the attack range in kilometers.

-Siiiiiiiiish...

I felt something on the right side and took a side step while running on the straight road.

The area had lesser trees, but this was still a jungle of night.

The dark forest that I was seeing in its full glory.

Having some skills was a curse too.

This [Mana vision]... an owl\'s ability that always looked at the dark forest in vibrant colors.

Well, this passive skill was the same as my recording mind.

It was always on and didn\'t have to work like a spell and consume Mana as much as the night vision spell.

That spell might be better than this skill but, well, forget that.

On my side, there was a... black blade?

\'Bloody hell...\'

I wanted to look back at this very moment.

I wanted to look back and see the now berserk creature that just threw this dead-blood-like black blade.

Though fluid, this thing was as sharp as a real sword.

Cresent in shape, this bade was a black moon of death.

I wanted to look back at the creature but... it didn\'t have any need of it.

I was still running but, my heart has given the signal of something being terribly wrong.

And I knew what it was from the sudden fountain of blood.

"Ahhhh, khku," I screamed and bit my lips as… I fell to the ground.

This one was fast... so fast I didn\'t even have time to react to this one.

A... white blade?

"Fuck? White blood cells can be faster?" I mumbled under my breath and tried to stand back up before another such attack came my way.

"Ahhh!"

This was difficult and, if not for my hesitation in taking another step, I might have cut both of my legs this time.

I was alive this long thanks to my heart but, this situation was now difficult.

Even if I didn\'t want it, there was a deep wound on my lower leg.

And, this was also on the left leg so, the pain was more than I could endure.

It already drenched me in blood and now... one more deep injury.

I had tattered clothes and… the berserk look of this monstrosity entered my eyes.