«You have slain a Grade Five mana beast! +100Exp!»
"That's the seventieth we've dealt with." Damien's voice filled the forest space around him as he stood side by side with his summons. They'd once again changed location. Having finished dealing with the Swamp Crocodiles, they'd left the swamp area to hunt for more mana beasts.
Fenrir growled slowly and Damien turned to the wolf. "I know, I know. You guys are slowing down because of me but it's also worth it." Damien groaned under the complaint of his summon.
He'd just slayed his seventieth Grade Five mana beast which had given him a total of seven thousand Exp points for his growth.
This had managed to bring him about six levels higher to Level 33 which was another boost in his power levels. He could feel himself getting stronger not just in theory.
He'd put it to practice and it was really true.
