It had already been a week since he first arrived here. He had become familiar with the area. The harsh environment refined his fighting style and Prana control.
Iron must be burned at a very high temperature and beaten repeatedly to shape it into a sword. With his growth mindset, every setback was improving him.
Now, he could flawlessly execute movements that were impossible for him in the past. His enhanced Prana control resulted in less wastage, which helped him fight for longer.
His body got nourished after devouring Demonic Beasts day and night, strengthening his body and helping him exert more power.
He was confident enough to move further into the forest, so he followed the river, as water was the hardest to find here. He found many demonic beasts near it, trying to quench their thirst.
His surroundings have altered a little since he found himself deep inside the forest. The trees around him were taller than the ones he had seen before. Their trunks were great and leaves glowed in the moonlight.
Demonic beasts here were different; their bodies were larger than weaker ones, and they had scales that made them more durable. He maintained his distance from them, unwilling to invite their fury.
He appeared before a large tree that didn't bear any fruit and decided to make it his new shelter. At night, he could not sleep; he was constantly forced to check his surroundings by the cries and roars that went on till he fell asleep.
The following day, he felt a little sleepy but decided to ignore it and complete his training.
Time continued to pass by as he got used to the new area.
Soon, it was already his fourth day, and he started feeling more confident. The beasts here were hard to defeat; however, he knew exactly where to strike after facing them many times.
They had some soft parts not covered with scales, like the neck, belly, eyes, etc. He targeted those and was able to defeat them. He was always ready to retreat if there were some that he could not defeat.
His training continued as he improved and consumed their meat. His body was absorbing more nutrients; he had never thought his body would become stronger like that.
Pureblood Fallen Angels could not improve like that.
"Is it because I am Nephilim and my body doesn't have restrictions that apply to others of my race?"
Fallen angels were said to be cursed by someone, which affected their ability to get stronger. These restrictions were harsh, but even with them, they were still one of the strongest species.
"Mother told me fallen angels were ancient species and were here even before demons. They have some records that talk about many events in history."
"It's a pity Duskcrowned is not a very old family. Our ancestors arrived in this land with empty hands and built this family from scratch." He said this as he tried to remember.
"She also told me that fallen angels are gradually transforming by absorbing demon energy, and the new generation is not that restricted."
He looked at the area around him, used his senses, and could sense an energy different from Prana. "Demonic energy is interesting."
"It has the ability to transform creatures and make them stronger; however, weak-minded people would lose their will and attack any living creature mindlessly."
"It also corrupts minds and increases bloodlust. Still, I should research more about it. Maybe it will help me become stronger."
A thought suddenly came to his mind, which made him smile.
"Now that I think about it, those elders of the clan would have many restrictions, stopping them from getting stronger beyond a limit."
He laughed. "That's what you get for being pureblood; at least I don't have to deal with these restrictions."
In the past few days, he has not gone to any area other than where he resides.
Now that he was confident, he approached the area a little farther than where he was residing. As he started moving out, he discovered demonic beasts attacking him.
This time, he fought with a cooler head. He used Prana to increase his movement speed and targeted their soft spots.
He didn't even need to use Prana to increase the power of his attack; now, he was fighting more efficiently.
Using breaths to control Prana Flow allowed him to make complex maneuvers, accelerate, and decelerate, which made his attacks complex and lethal.
Instead of using Prana constantly, he used it cautiously to increase his speed to dodge or land a blow.
Multiple cuts appeared on the bodies of the demonic beasts facing him, and soon they were forced to retreat.
A smile appeared on his face, noticing his progress. His efforts were now yielding results. It was then that he heard a strange sound: 'Screechhh!'
The cries of multiple demon beasts followed, as if they were warning others of the upcoming storm.
Amon was confused. It was then that he sensed something approaching him. He turned and was about to leave when he saw it.
It was something that could make others terrified just by looking at it.
A giant centipede-like creature with a giant eye on his forehead and multiple tentacles on his face was four meters long, with his back covered in an exoskeleton.
It rereleased a cry the moment it noticed Amon's presence. Its giant crimson eye shifted toward Amon, whose body was drenched in sweat.
He felt a chill down his spine; he wanted to run, but the fear paralyzed him. It was the first time he felt he was about to die that his mind asked him to give up.
There was no way he could defeat this powerful demon beast. Random thoughts clouded his mind.
It was as if time had slowed down; he could notice the monster approaching him. 'I can't fall here; it's just the first step.'
"Ahhhh." He released a loud battle cry, and his body started shaking the next moment. "Fuck it, I will fight it."
A blue aura appeared around his feet, and he slashed his sword at the monster fearlessly before trying to retreat.
This demon beast was quick. Its tentacles moved like stingers and approached him.
He kicked the surface and pushed his body back with full force, dodging them. However, the monster caught up to him quickly.
He exchanged multiple moves, and his sword was slashed multiple times, but it was all useless; he could not slice its thick exoskeleton.
He closed his eyes and focused. The next moment, a thought appeared in his mind as he tried to think of a way to defeat his opponent.
It was fast; there was no way he could escape from him. His prana reserves were also severely depleted, so he had to be careful while using it.