These creatures are different from the others. They are vile, hungry, greedy monsters who attacks anyone with no regard for their lives!
While they are amongst the lowest of the food chain amongst the various monsters out there, they are true deadly monsters within the wasteland since they moved in packs and hunt in at least in twenties.
This particular vile wolf appears to be twice as small as a usual vile wolf and was also a lone wolf. Before Lucifer was able to regain ability to think, the Vile wolf slowly walked out from the bushes.
Its body was as large as an average old-era wolf with streamlined muscles rippling along its shriveled and rotten skin.
Lucifer remained frozen in his spot, not daring to move a muscle. His pupils constricted as he stared at dreadful monster.
While he had long since overcame his fear of death, he still wanted to die peacefully, not become resources for animals to get stronger with!
The Vile Wolf suddenly sniffed hard and halted. Abruptly, its scarlet eyes shifted toward Lucifer's right hand. He was clenching the withered finger very tight as though it could save him from the clutches of the rotting wolf.
As soon as its eyes locked onto the tip of the finger that was revealed within his grip, a berserk howl tore through the midnight air like a sharp knife.
The Vile Wolf's body shook violently and its muscles rippled like waves.
Like a bullet, it flew toward Lucifer like an arrow leaving a bow.
With dust as its witness, its speed was so fast it had crossed a distance of 5 meters in a single leap, and in the next five seconds, it had shortened the distance between itself and Lucifer from a hundred meters to five meters.
It was at that moment Lucifer was finally able to shake off his fear and react. He forcefully pulled himself together as his hands moved.
He had placed his pot before him in pure reflex.
"Bang!"
The Vile Wolf's claws slammed into the black old pot, shattering to metal splinters that blasted out in all corners.
The force from the attack was so strong it traveled along Lucifer's arm, pushing him backward and turning half his body numb.
Even during this moment, his body still reacted, completely on instinct. Using the force to his advantage, he charged into his small wooden house, closing the door the instant he made it in.
Lucifer leaned heavily on the door as he breathed rapidly. Never would he have expected a vile wolf to infiltrate the base and never in a million years did he think he would see one do early.
But here it was and the situation was the most dangerous he had ever encountered in his life.
He didn't have a single evolution point, and neither was he a genetic soldier with training.
How the hell was he supposed to deal with a vile wolf and hope to survive?
"Boom!"
A claw ripped a hole right by his ear. Lucifer's pupils constricted. The claw was so close he could see tiny worms digging through the pore of the vile wolf.
He could see the claws glinting a metallic luster. The smell of decayed furs tickled his nose but in the face of death, he didn't have the luxury to voice a complaint.
"Boom!"
The paw dragged downwards, ripping the wooden door into two like it was paper.
Lucifer quickly rolled forwards, the claw missing his head by a hair's breadth!
He had just stood up and wasn't able to catch his breath, the wolf dashed through the doo forwards, slamming its claws at him with astonishing speed.
Despite being able to see where the claws were headed , Lucifer was still too slow to react as the claw slashed toward his chest.
It wasn't that he was unable to react, he was just too slow to react and could only watch as the sharp claws collided against his chest.
'Is this how I would die? It had only been a few months that I had hope of increasing my life span. Half of it was already crushed by the difficulty of amassing evolution points.
I should have stayed home and died peacefully instead of dying this way.'
Just as this thought flashed through his mind. The claws slammed into him.
"Thump!"
A dull sound echoed and Lucifer's body flew backward like a loose rag doll, breaking through the wooden wall of his house, and rolling in the ground only to stop in a puddle of a polluted water puddle.
Lucifer felt as though he had been hit by a moving train! A searing pain coursed through his chest, spreading to his intestine and giving a massive jolt.
"Cough! Cough! Cough!"
He could taste a metallic taste in his mouth and could feel liquid dripping off the corners of his lips. His chest felt numb. But he couldn't see any sign of a claw mark on his chest. It was as though he wasn't hit in the first place.
Lucifer stared strangely at his chest. He was pretty sure he had taken a strike from the wolf judging by the pain he was feeling in his chest but he couldn't understand why there was no blood gushing out from the torn claw hole in his shirt.
He then caught sight of the skin on his chest and stomach. The sickly, dark color of his skin seems to have increased, gaining a deep black luster. He could also feel his skin seem to have thickened, having a sort of leathery texture to them but apart from that, there was nothing off about his body.
His thought then went back to the C-cell structure his genes had developed.
It was exactly the change in his skin that had saved him. "Wasn't it just a dream?"
Seeing as his skin couldn't be pierced by the claws of a vile wolf, it seemed pretty real.
Lucifer's expression wasn't one of joy. Even though his skin had thickened impressively due to the Apex-level C-cell structure, he was still in a life and death crises!
The cell was a level 4 apex cell which means any beast below apex level would be unable to pierce through his skin!
"Growl!"
. Although the Vile Wolf couldn't pierce his skin, the force from its attack could injure his internal organs severely kill him.
Lucifer's heart tightened. His hands and legs moved and he started crawling backward in hopes to escape. The Vile Wolf's eyes was bloodshot.
It could only see the shriveled finger in its sight. The smell was so enticing it couldn't think about anything else. It immediately moved. Lucifer had barely stood up when he felt a sharp pain in his right arm.
"Crunch!"
The Vile Wolf had bitten his right arm as though wanting to swallow it whole.
Lucifer let out a pained grunt as he felt his right arm crushed under the jaws of the beast. The pain made him let go of the shriveled finger, letting it fall into the throat of the rotting wolf.
At this moment Lucifer was sweating profusely with his jaws clenched tightly. This pain could almost rival the pain he usually feel during chemotherapy.
The moment he got used to the pain, realizing the shriveled finger wasn't on him anymore, he panicked.
If the shriveled finger could evolve monsters, now that the wolf had swallowed it whole, wasn't he in an even greater trouble!?