Chrysalis

Now I have even more reason to try and level up quickly so I can evolve. Once I’ve been able to do that I can reclaim those monster cores and use them to reinforce my own.

The longer they stay buried the more nervous I’ll be that they’ll get discovered, either by the humans using some magical means I’m not aware of or perhaps another monster will sniff them out somehow.

I have to evolve, I have to do it now!

First I have to find something I can hunt. Too many creatures are still beyond my means to fight, even though I’ve come a long way in many areas I still haven’t gained too much combat strength. My heavy Biomass investment in my eyes doesn’t directly increase combat strength, nor does a lot of my skills, or even my reinforced monster core that now stores 20 MP.

I can feel the monster core within, burning away with more intensity than ever before. It’s also definitely increased in size. It almost feels like having a burning stone in your gut, but in a nice way.

Kinda...

It doesn’t really matter though since I can’t use my MP to do anything useful at the moment. Hopefully once my Mana Manipulation skill has reached level five I might be able to purchase new skills to unleash my magic potential.

For now I’ll have to make do with my acid and my mandibles.

I do have a target in mind, at the very least, I know I can probably fight them and I know they are somewhere nearby.

It will be difficult though, they never fight fair.

Centipedes...

Back at the lake I saw a large tangle of the basic Claw Centipedes. If I can find a small group of two, possibly three, I may be able to take them on my own.

I’ll have to be careful that none of the larger, evolved centipedes are anywhere around, I’m certain that those could crush me easily.

Having decided on a course of action I make my way back to the lake in a wide circle, I do *not* want to run into those hunters, even though I wish I could see their faces when they get back to camp.... Heheheh.

I manage to sneak back to the lake and appear essentially on the opposite side to where the hunters had been fighting, close to where the Titan-Croca is still chilling.

What is with this guy? Doesn’t he need to go out and hunt? It’s possible he already has, I suppose, whilst I was away. This guy seems to spend a massive amount of time relaxing regardless.

another pile of centipedes at the lake right now. Seriously, I hate the way these creatures pile on top of each other, constantly twisting and turning and they look like they’re trying to tie themselves

around the gigantic Croc I move to the water and get a few sips in, filling my mana back up to full whilst I wait for the centipedes

the pile almost spontaneously disentangles itself and the centipedes streak away from the lake at full speed,

sight of the horrible things

guys are seriously

close to keep a good eye on them as I did before. I’m a bit nervous though, moving at this pace it’s basically impossible to

The mound is about two metres high and there are several holes around the

Ooookay.

guess I’ve found their

especially watching the holes. Thankfully I don’t see any that seem particularly large, so there may not be any of the massive, evolved centipedes here. I’ll have to stay careful,

at the same time, it’s possible a hunting party could return to the nest from behind me at any time, so I

the mound is probably five metres in diameter but I suspect that the nest itself extends underground. At

imagining the vile tangle of legs and claws inside that nest gives me the heaves.

why I’m going

the lake or to hunt. The odds will be against me but I’m hoping that in a two on one or a three on one situation I’ll still be able to take

where I can remain perfectly still , maximising my stealth bonus and keep an eye on the nest. When my target number of centipedes leave,

Yep.

Any minute now.

...

you stupid

no action from this mound. What the

when I hear a noise but then I realise that a group of six centipedes is returning to the nest from

five head

a group of seven

Then nothing.

those two groups come

Then nothing.

idiot centipedes?!

of four clamber out of the mound, claws clacking,

Chance!