I am an Eldritch Entity

Like mentioned before, when he was in a conversation and the other person was anticipating a response, Eryndor couldn't take too long as it would seem out of place.

Eryndor was quick to shake his head.

Even without the existence of the mental defense treasure, he would've rejected the young boy.

He planned to keep up the persona of Clarence. That is, acting alone, barely interacting with people, and cooperating with disciples on only a few special missions.

The young boy didn't insist on inviting the disciple who had taken on the same mission as him.

Even though he was fifteen years old, as someone who lived in the cultivation world and even enrolled in the Training Camp, he wasn't oblivious to how things worked.

He was mature for his age as compared to teenagers of similar age on Earth.

Backing down, he entered the same string of numbers which the counter soon analysed and then modified the information in the badge.

There was additional information regarding the mission in his mind now.

Eryndor glanced at the young boy before he left the main building once again.

He didn't start using his Cognitive Scrying because his reserves had dropped below fifty percent already by using it so continuously and rapidly.

He had also used Telekinesis plenty of times during the battle against the six legged scaled monkey.

So the target this time is an iron armored anaconda huh?

Eryndor thought, while entering the forest once more.

These snakes lived alone quite deep in the forest.

Even if it hissed and thrashed about, no other specimen of its own species would rush to rescue except in a few unique situations.

They were rather individualistic beasts. If anything, they would even hunt others of the same kind if they were hungry.

Not having reinforcement wasn't the only reason they were easier than the six legged scaled monkeys.

The iron armored anacondas only had a strong defense and a deadly grip.

They weren't poisonous, fast, and didn't even have a fatal bite force.

One only needed to take care to not be caught in their grip.

Because these species might not be a lot of things, but they were definitely huge.

You'd have to take into account each section of its body part so as not to unknowingly get close to it, only to be entangled in its grip.

If one were to be stuck while the anaconda coiled around them, the chances of them escaping alive were close to zero if they were at the same approximate stage as the beast, because as mentioned before, they had incredibly good defenses and grip.

Even a sharp weapon of second level might not be enough to severely damage the creature at the early stage of Stable realm before it strangled you completely.

Eryndor glanced at his daggers. They were at the second level.

Pills, weapons, array formations and other such products didn't have a detailed classification, because their functions were even more unclear than the aura of beasts.

There wasn't a need to classify them as strongly as the eight power systems, or even the power system of beasts and anomalies.

At most, one could only say that a particular weapon was sharper than the others of the same level. That is, subjective classification.

As Eryndor was jogging towards the resting place of these beasts according to the memories of the numerous disciples he had gone through, he remembered that it was quite deep into the forest.

Jeez, why didn't I remember it before taking the mission.

Eryndor would've preferred a more difficult beast which didn't live so deep into the forest.

This time it took him approximately an hour to finally reach their habitat.

It was a swampy area, so he was obviously not going to fight in it.

It took around fifteen minutes for him to lure out a Stable realm beast, as the first two he happened to lure out were at Latent realm.

Eryndor had no interest in killing them and wasting more of his energy.

A behemoth approximately fifteen meters long and as thick as a bucket slithered out of the swamp at Eryndor's third attempt.

Its blood red eyes scanned its opponent, while its metallic dark brown scales covered each of its vital points except the eyes.

Yes, even its underbelly, and the area around its head was covered in scales.

Fortunately, this beast was at the early stage of the Stable realm.

I'll have to keep punching my severely underleveled Internal Fist to have any chance at killing it, or use my eldritch form to keep striking at the same spot precisely without any error with the two daggers.

Since the beast wasn't adept at speed, it didn't immediately attack, but was watching the human standing atop the tree branch.

Eryndor's Spatial Sight easily caught the subtle movements which a normal surveillance skill would've missed.

This disgustingly long snake was slowly but steadily encircling Eryndor.

Unfortunately for you this daddy can fly.

Eryndor wasn't in a hurry to expose it though. What if the beast felt it wasn't worth it to fight such an opponent?

Eryndor rapidly climbed down from the tree, and ran towards a particular section of the snake.

Just as the snake was observing Eryndor, he had also been observing the beast.

The Training Camp wouldn't give complete information on the beast after all, and due to the annoying defense of these beasts, disciples didn't really hunt them either. So, he couldn't really gain complete information from their memories either.

There were other beasts out there which were extremely easy to kill, but such missions would be taken up and reach the max count quickly, so the remaining hunt missions were almost always such difficult or annoying beasts.

Eryndor reached that particular part, and immediately punched out an Internal Fist while using the dagger with his left hand. The other dagger was controlled through Telekinesis to hit at the same spot.

Backing away quickly after an Internal Fist and a few dagger stabs, he sidestepped using Shadowstep to dodge a tail whip.

His eyes narrowed when he finally registered the feeling he had while he was hitting the part which he thought was the weak point of the snake.

Something feels wrong.