Chapter 10: Hurdles

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

After killing the three Spike Rats, Roger dispelled the ice arrows that were stuck on the three Spike Rats and threw them into a depression on the ground.

He casually threw a fireball at the three spike rats, summoning a breeze and bringing the smell of the roasted spike rats to the surroundings.

Roger jumped onto a big tree and hid himself with the help of the dense leaves and branches, waiting for his prey to take the bait.

Only the beast core of the Spiky Rat could be used, and the other parts of its body could not be used.

The spikes of the Spiky Rat would soften immediately after its death, and its flesh would turn slightly sour, making it inedible.

Therefore, Roger thought that instead of taking the heart-stone of the spike rat out of its forehead, it would be better to barbecue three Spike Rats and use their fragrance to attract a few high-level savage beasts.

It was just as Roger had expected.

A few minutes later, the first hungry savage beast was attracted to it.

It was a second-rank savage beast, Armored Pig, covered in scales, with two long, sharp fangs. It looked like a wild boar. It wriggled its nose and followed the scent of the Spiky Rat’s meat. It walked out of the bushes while looking around vigilantly.

Roger immediately used the wind magic, Breath Control, to hide his aura. Then, he used the wind magic, Wind Wall, to isolate the smell of blood and the smell of roasted meat within a 100-meter radius for a while.

This was to prevent the other beasts from swarming in. At that time, he wouldn’t be able to kill them all, even if he exhausted his magic power.

After everything was ready, Roger began to slide down slowly from the tree, quietly approaching the Armored Pig that was working hard. After he was about ten meters away, he quickly cast the wood element spell, Vine Imprisonment, and the wood element spell, Paralyzing Flower.

In an instant, the hundred-year-old tree next to the pig seemed to come to life. It quickly grew and shot toward the pig.

The Armored Pig had not let its guard down when it was eating, it had already noticed the vines when they attacked and dodged them. However, the vines that were wrapped around the trees could be counted in the hundreds.

The Armored Pig only had its sturdiness going for it. It was only quick in a single direction.

It was quickly caught by the countless vines.

Wood-elemental spell, Vine Imprisonment. After successfully capturing the Armored Pig, the Paralyzing Flower immediately took effect.

Several purple flowers bloomed on the vines that restrained the Armored Pig.

After the flowers bloomed, countless pollen grains were produced from the Demonic Flowers, and they entered the mouth and nose of the struggling Armored Pig.

In just a minute, the pig’s struggles weakened. In the end, it stopped struggling and was wrapped up like a dumpling by the vines, hanging between two big trees.

Roger, who had prepared two frost swords in his hands, was stunned.

He had originally only hoped that wood magic could slow the Armored Pig down. He would still have to finish the job.

However, he didn’t expect that the two wood magic spells, which didn’t use much mana, had already taken care of the Armored Pig before he could even make a move.

Roger felt both helpless and happy. He felt helpless about how little effort he had to put in.

He was overjoyed because he had just discovered that using wood element magic in the forest would be enhanced to a certain extent.

From the looks of it, the power of his magic was not constant. It would be amplified to a certain extent depending on the environment.

This unexpected discovery could be considered an unexpected result of Roger’s first official hunt.

When he was certain that the pig was unconscious, Roger dispersed his magic. He used the power of wind and sent the Armored Pig into the pit where he had roasted the Spiked Rats.

The Armored Pig’s mouth was really big. The three Spike Rats were at most 30 pounds each. It took about three to four minutes for the Armored Pig to start eating and for Roger to activate his magic.

However, the three spiky rats had already been gnawed away by the armored pig. Only some residue remained in the hollow.

Without the three spike rats as bait, he could only use the armored pig as bait to lure the other savage beasts.

He used the same method to set fire, get some wind, hide, wait for the savage beast to come, kill it in real combat, and set up the bait.

This series of operations continued until the sun set. Roger had killed four second-rank savage beasts and more than a dozen first-rank savage beasts.

After leaving the food for the night, Roger burned all the savage beasts’ corpses that he had killed that day into ashes. He then controlled the wind to blow them back into the forest.

After all, he had watched a few episodes of it before. Bear Gryllis was a man who survived in the wilderness. If he left these savage beast corpses behind, he would attract hungry wolves or other carnivorous nocturnal creatures. Then, he would not be able to sleep tonight.

After everything was settled, Roger quickly climbed up a hundred-year-old tree. After choosing a wide trunk, he sat on it and ate his food, reflecting on the hunting process today.

Today, he had hunted four second-rank savage beasts and more than ten first-rank savage beasts. Most of them were land beasts, but one of them was a second-rank Storm Falcon.

If it wasn’t for the fact that after discovering the Storm Falcon, he had promptly used wood magic to weave a large net to seal off the Storm Falcon’s escape route and shot through its wings with an ice arrow, the Storm Falcon would have probably escaped.

As for the dozen first-rank savage beasts, they were all Spike Rats, and they had come in batches.

If he had not maintained the water screen after seeing the Spiky Rats, he would have been turned into a pincushion in no time.

After a day of hunting, Roger realized that although he was good at long-range and control magic, he was a mess at close-range magic.

On one hand, Roger had never learned any close-combat skills like swordsmanship. On the other hand, Roger had a frail body, and there was no point learning such skills in the first place.

In order to make up for his weaknesses, Roger began to think about the memories related to physical training magic in his memory.