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Chrysalis - Chapter 234




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Chapter 234






Turns out, letting a giant Crocodile take a sizeable chunk out of your business district is exceedingly painful . Like, it hurts a frickin' lot .

FTAGN!

MY ASS!

Is this a hostile takeover of my commercial operations!? What the hell, Croc?!

In that one strike my Hp has plunged perilously low . I activate my regen gland once again to let whatever regeneration that has accumulated up to this point flow into my system and pull me back from the brink .

[Deep Meditation has reached level 2]

I bet it has .

[Cerebral Endurance has reached level 4]

If the brain is a muscle then I've pumped the heck out of mine . I'm certain its sprained . Thank goodness for meditation keeping my mind relatively calm in this moment . It isn't stopping me from rolling around on the ground in agony as I contemplate life without a backside, but it is allowing me the freedom of thought to openly mock myself . So that's something .

The Croc isn't doing any better than me thankfully . I fired both barrels of acid straight into his open mouth . I'm assuming that both sets of jaws share one throat, so the poor sucker has little hope of getting anything out of his mouths . The sticky acid will be hardening and gumming up his pipes just as fast as it burns through that soft, soft inner flesh .

"HSSSSSS! HARRAAAARRR!" the Croc gurgles and hisses as it struggles, falling to the ground as it thrashes about and throws itself off balance due to its one extra heavy leg .

CRASH .

The enormous beast falls heavily into the dirt . It raises all of its available claws to rip and tear at its own neck, ripping away scales and skin with its own hands .

Wait a sec . Is what I think it is? Is it just me or is that Croc turning a little blue?





Sure enough, the Croc is choking . The acid has solidified and blocked its throat, forbidding the passage of air . Even more than the burning effect, the lack of air is really starting to tell on the Croc .

I lie panting as my body slowly tries to regenerate itself . A huge chunk has been ripped out of my carapace and my insides have been exposed to the world . I barely want to move as I watch the Croc gradually struggle less and less, growing more feeble with the passage of time, until finally .

[You have slain level 53 Garralosh Praeceptorem]

[You have gained experience]

[You have reached level 15]

[You have reached level 16]

[You have reached level 17]

[You have reached level 18]

[You have reached level 19]

[You have reached level 20]

[You have reached level 21]

. . . what?

Seven levels? Just like that? And level fifty three?! Just how evolved was this monster? If I think about it, my max level should be forty right now . So this monster is at least one evolution beyond me . There's a chance that it's more though . A strong chance .






Holy crap . We took on something like that and survived? What the hell was I thinking?! Just because we evolved once more I thought I was the bees knees, cock of the walk, the big cheese! There's still a long way to go before I'm truly strong .

Not that I think monsters this powerful are common . Not at this level . Unless I miss my guess, this big fellow must have been fairly old . Old enough to pile up a ton of levels and Biomass …

Biomass .

Just how much Biomass will we be able to get out of this thing?



*Gulp*

[Tiny, are you able to move?]

He just grunts in reply, his eyes still on the fallen Croc .

[Get over here and eat . You need to regrow your leg]

As he starts to pull himself forward with his hands once again I look about for Crinis .

[Crinis? Are you all right? Where are you?]

[I'm here, Master] her voice echoes weakly in my mind as I see a tired tentacle wobble into the air a few metres away from me .

I drag myself over and find a withered bundle of tentacles collapsed in a heap around her spherical main body . She's badly burnt .

[Here, grab a hold of my antennae and I'll take you to the food]





[Is the enemy defeated?] she asks .

[He's done for it . Eat and heal yourself . We can talk later]

I feel slightly ashamed as her tentacles tremble as she reaches up to grasp my antennae . Her grip is feather light, nothing like the strength she should be able to exert . I carefully use my antennae to lift her off the ground and carry her towards the Croc before letting her down .

"Time to eat, senior?" Vibrant asks cheerfully .

I sigh .

"Yes Vibrant, time to eat . "

Out of all of us, it's Vibrant who came out the least hurt . Mind you, she still has a long crack in the side of her carapace that is yet to heal . At least the wound is no longer deep enough that I can see the muscle attached to the inside of her exo-skeleton .

Weary to the bone, the four of us crawl to the still remains of the massive Croca . How much Biomass would a creature of this age and evolutionary level contain?

Tentatively, I reach forward to take a bite .

[You have consumed a new source of Biomass, Garralosh Praeceptorem . One Biomass awarded]

[You have unlocked the basic profile of Garralosh Praeceptorem]

[Garralosh Praeceptorem, Garralosh Commander . Among the oldest of Garralosh' children, the commanders are powerful melee combatants . They feature two fire glands which are often mutated in complementary ways . Beware their powerful regenerative abilities and incredible physical strength . These creatures were personally reared by their parent to be leaders of her offspring and carry potent auras . Approach with caution]

Among the oldest of the children? So not necessarily the oldest? And what else is this? Personally reared by the big Croc itself? I guess that explains why the thing is so though, if it had a big bad monster looking out for it from a young age .

Does that mean that Garralosh is going to come here for revenge is it? Surely not!

Please for the love of Gandalf let that not happen .

Suddenly nervous, I tuck into my food with increased gusto, chowing down vigorously in the hopes of healing my physical wounds and dispelling my nervousness . As I eat, something remarkable begins to happen .

[you have gained one Biomass]

[you have gained one Biomass]

[You have gained one Biomass]

… . .

So fast!

I can feel it as well . As the food is consumed it feels heavy, dense even, inside my stomachs . Whatever magical process goes on in there, the pure essence, whatever it is that creates Biomass, is flooding into my body with every bite .

This isn't food . It's gold!

Pure gold .

Greedily now I chow down and notice the frenzy with which the others are eating has also increased tenfold . Even Crinis, a withered husk of herself only moments ago, is now tearing huge chunks of food off with every bite .

Oh no you don't!

With the mana I have in my core I activate infused mandibles to enable me to cut off larger chunks of food and increase my eating speed .

I won't be outdone! Gimme dat Biomass!

OM NOM NOM .



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