He drifted toward the abomination's chest through the opening and swung the Utopian sword from behind, making it cut through the air—almost slicing the very molecules around it—before it sank deep into the creature's chest.
But with a hard, crunchy sound, the blade stopped halfway.
Ibaan's eyes widened. He pushed with all his strength until the Octod beast let out a harsh, warped cry. Then—finally—the sword punched all the way through. The Utopian blade glowed a fierce red, and blood splattered across the ground.
At the point where he had struck, sparks of light burst from the creature's chest, twisting and shooting in all directions.
Ibaan smiled under the mask. His guess had been right—that glowing spot was the core of the beast. And now the process would move faster.
A new panel appeared before him.
[You have slaughtered a beast: Orrock]
[You have received Octod Beast Core]
