Ice Assailant 1

Art narrowly dodged the horns of a beast that charged at him.

He had been hunting continuously without rest for the past four hours, so the time now was around midnight.

During this period, he had successfully killed 5 D-rank, 72 E-rank, and hundreds of F-rank beasts, as well as harvested their cores. Adding D-rank cores to his collection was truly satisfying.

He was currently fighting against a D-rank beast, which was a six-foot-tall deer with multiple sharp horns.

He could be considered the bad guy here since the deer was sleeping peacefully when he picked up a fight, and honestly, he was regretting it as the exhaustion from all the continuous fighting was taking its toll.

His movements were getting sloppier, and he had narrowly escaped getting stabbed several times.

Since he had no sort of protective gear on, he couldn’t risk that happening.

At a point, he tried making a run for it, but the furious beast relentlessly chased him, so there were no two ways about this. One of them