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The saberwolves circled him, their glowing red eyes fixated on Alexander. Their snarls filled the air, and he could feel the tension rising. There had to be a hundred of them, their dark forms moving like shadows in the night, closing in on him. He clenched his fists, feeling the pulse of adrenaline shoot through his body. His heart raced, but the thrill of the fight washed away any fear.

"System, add all of my free points to Agility," Alexander muttered.

His body responded immediately, his movements becoming sharper and faster. But agility alone wouldn't be enough. He'd need to rely on his skill, 'Serpent's Coil', to survive the onslaught.

With a taunting grin, Alexander shouted, "Come!" His voice echoed through the forest as the wolves charged at him from all sides.

The first wolf lunged, its claws aiming at his chest. Alexander reacted instinctively, sidestepping just in time, his body moving with great fluidity.

He spun around the beast's large frame, his arms coiling around its neck like a serpent. With a quick twist, he locked the wolf in place, immobilizing it. The beast thrashed and snapped its jaws in frustration, but Alexander's grip was unyielding. With a powerful jerk, he slammed the wolf to the ground, its body hitting the earth with a dull thud.

[You just killed a 'Saberwolf'. You've gained 62 EXP.]

Alexander noticed the drop in experience points after his recent level-up, but there was no time to dwell on it. He quickly turned off the notifications, switching them to silent mode. Before he could catch his breath, three more wolves had already lunged at him.

He ducked, narrowly avoiding a set of snapping jaws, and twisted his body to the side. His hands shot out like a striking viper, ensnaring another wolf by its hind leg.

Using its momentum, he swung the beast into the others, knocking them off balance. Another wolf leaped toward him, with its massive form casting a shadow over him. With quick reflexes, Alexander rolled beneath it, letting the beast sail harmlessly over him. As it landed, he leaped up, coiling his arms around its torso and locking it like how a serpent caught its prey.

The wolf snarled and thrashed, but Alexander's grip was like iron. He twisted his body, using the technique to choke the air out of the beast, and with a final push, threw it to the ground.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

His body was moving fast, but the wolves weren't slowing down. More of them came their numbers were overwhelming. Alexander ducked and weaved between their strikes, narrowly avoiding claws and fangs. His Agility allowed him to dance around their attacks, but he was tiring, and the wolves were relentless.

Another wolf lunged from his left, and Alexander spun on his heel, catching it mid-air. His arms wrapped around its neck in a swift, fluid motion, the Serpent's Coil technique flowing naturally through his muscles.

He twisted, using the wolf's own weight to slam it into the ground, the impact shaking the earth beneath him. But before he could even catch his breath another again, another wolf was already charging.

He felt a sharp pain shoot up his leg as a wolf's claws raked across his thigh. Alexander winced as he stumbled back. His Agility allowed him to stay on his feet, but the wound was deep passing his defense, blood trickling down his leg. He clenched his jaw, refusing to let the pain slow him down.

Panting, he backed up against a tree, momentarily surrounded. The wolves, sensing his weakness, circled him, their snarls growing louder. Alexander's muscles ached, his breaths shallow and ragged, but he wasn't done yet. He couldn't be.

"This is just the beginning" he roared.

With a surge of adrenaline, he charged forward, meeting the wolves head-on. His movements were a blur as he ducked under their claws and wrapped his arms around the neck of the largest wolf in the pack. With his technique by using his technique again, his body twisting and coiling like a snake as he immobilized the beast, tearing the joints connecting its head and body, until it fell limp.

But the rest of the pack wasn't waiting.

Another wolf pounced on him from behind, its claws digging into his back. Alexander gasped in pain, but with a swift roll, he dislodged the wolf and held its long big arms disabling it. His boot slammed into the saber wolf's gut, a sound like a cracked ribcage echoing through the clearing. The beast let out a guttural roar, its eyes burning with pain, its legs buckling under the force of the blow.

It flew like a bullet hitting the tree bark.

He was panting heavily now, his body starting to slow down from exhaustion. His Agility gave him the speed to dodge, but the sheer number of wolves was wearing him down.

They weren't just fast, they were relentless. His muscles were sore, his reflexes growing duller by the second. But even so, Alexander grinned.

"Come on," he growled with a wide smile on his face, his voice barely above a whisper as he stared down the remaining wolves. His body ached, blood dripped from his wounds, but he wasn't backing down.

The saberwolves charged again, but this time, Alexander was ready. He braced himself for the onslaught, but luck was on his side as a notification flashed before him.

[You have leveled up.]

Instantly, his injuries began to heal, restoring 50% of his health and replenishing half of his energy. His strength surged, and as a final blessing, a new title appeared in his system.

[After slaying multiple saberwolves, you've acquired the title. 'Saberwolf Slayer.']

[Title: Saberwolf Slayer

Description: +15% increased damage against saberwolves and wolf-type beasts.]

Alexander quickly scanned the effects of his new title before pouncing on the remaining saberwolves. As the first wolf came into range, he unleashed a powerful palm strike, crushing its skull and forcing its head to fold into its body.

Blood sprayed as the wolf's corpse flew like a cannonball, crashing into its packmates. More wolves lunged at him, but Alexander moved like a god of war, effortlessly countering each attack with precise and deadly force.

Alexander shaped his fingers like a blade and thrust them into the stomach of the oncoming wolf. It let out a pained growl as he swiftly followed up with a powerful kick, sending the beast tumbling like a rolling tire.

He remained rooted to his spot, hands moving with deadly precision. Each strike brought down another beast, and slowly, their lifeless bodies began to pile up around him, rising until they covered half of his frame.

Alexander hadn't run out of energy, thanks to the continuous leveling up from killing the saberwolves. However, that didn't mean he was unscathed. His back was covered in claw marks, deep enough to be hard to heal. At one point, a wolf even sank its teeth into his neck, but thanks to his boosted defense, the bite didn't pierce through. Still, it left a red mark that throbbed with pain.

With a grimace, Alexander gripped the saberwolf by the forehead, his fingers digging deep into its skull until they punctured a hole, killing it instantly.

His body was drenched in blood, his eyes glowing cold and red. The grin on his face widened with every kill, while his killing intent surged like a tidal wave, spreading over a 20-meter radius.

The saberwolves could feel the human before them growing more terrifying with every passing moment. He had already slaughtered nearly a hundred of their kind, yet he showed no signs of slowing down. Their courage began to waver.

But as the bodies of their fallen kind littered the ground, their fear was overtaken by a burning sense of pride and the thirst for revenge. With deep fury, they charged at Alexander, who stood like a god of death, annihilating their fellow kin with every sweep of his relentless attacks.

"Hahaha! Come, you beasts! Kill me if you can!" Alexander roared into the forest, laughing madly as he fought for his life.

He couldn't quite grasp what he was feeling, it is an insatiable thirst for blood, a rising tide of murderous intent with every saberwolf he slaughtered. Each kill only fueled the fire within him. Crushing their skulls under his boot, tearing their hearts from their chests in gruesome displays of violence, it was very exhilarating.

His killing intent thickened with every strike, becoming so dense it was almost palpable in the air. Around him, the lifeless bodies of the saberwolves piled higher and higher, until they formed a grotesque mountain of death.

[Warning: The Host's desire for bloodshed is increasing...]

[You have acquried a new skill, 'Berserker Instict']

[Skill: Berserker Instinct [First Tier]

Description: As your lust for killing rises, your strength increases by 10% -50%, while nearby enemies can sense your bloodthirst, making weaker foes hesitate or flee. But at the cost of clarity and control. Prolonged combat will lead to a frenzy state, where distinguishing friend from foe becomes difficult.]

His killing intent spread outwards, enveloping a radius of at least 50 meters. Any saberwolf that entered this range trembled in fear, their eyes were wide with terror as they gazed upon Alexander, who appeared to them like a merciless butcher.

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Driven by vengeance, they charged at him regardless, but their courage was waning. With each passing moment, their momentum faded, turning them into mere sheep delivering themselves to the wolf.

Alexander who was grinning and laughing, was lost in an absolute frenzy. He was completely out of control, and his killing intent thickened and intensified with each passing moment of his rampage. The saberwolves, once driven by revenge, were now fully terrified, the fire of their vengeance flickered and dimmed.

They looked at Alexander as if he were a god, wanting nothing more than to flee. But Alexander, smiling like a devil, had transformed into the hunter, pursuing them one by one.

His speed surged beyond anything he had shown before, and his strength had drastically improved. When he struck a fleeing saberwolf at the waist, it flew through the air, crashing into a tree with such force that it snapped upon impact.

"Ahhh!" he shouted as his killing intent surged, expanding to cover a radius of at least 100 meters. Many saberwolves couldn't withstand this heavy pressure, as they fainted on the ground, leaving Alexander to decapacitate them effortlessly.

Just then, a ray of sunlight pierced through the forest canopy, illuminating the scene. Alexander was revealed, seated atop a mountain of corpses. His blue pupils glowed red, though they gradually began to shift back to their original hue, signaling a flicker of control returning to his actions.

The light of the sun shone on his face that was filled with blood, even his hair was draped with red making it look like crimson blood. Alexander could not help but balled his fist from his actions.

"That skill is really dangerous; it felt like I wasn't myself anymore," Alexander murmured, recalling the cruelty that had consumed him during that time.

"Is this the real me?" he questioned, gazing upward as if addressing his own inner demons.

With an unwavering breath, he opened the skill's interface, eager to understand its effects. He knew he had to regain control before losing himself completely.