My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 1009

Chapter 1009: Chapter 1007 The Clash Getting More Destructive

Not far from their position, a massive black wolf was locked in a fierce battle against a gigantic porcupine.

Both were clearly mutated beasts, and not ordinary ones.

The black wolf had awakened a wind elemental ability. Its body had grown to an enormous size, easily larger than a horse, with dense, dark fur rippling under the currents of wind that constantly swirled around it.

Even its mane had thickened, forming a protective layer around its neck like a lion’s, shielding one of its most vulnerable points, the throat. When it moved, it was almost unreal. Its speed had increased to an extreme degree, its body gliding across the ground as if riding the wind itself. Each dash left faint afterimages in the air, making its movements difficult to track as it effortlessly evaded incoming attacks.

Its opponent, the mutated porcupine, was no less terrifying.

Its body had grown abnormally large and round, like a living iron boulder covered in spikes. Though slightly smaller than the wolf in overall size, it radiated a heavy, oppressive presence. The creature had awakened a metal-based ability, and its quills were no longer mere spikes; they were hardened like forged spears, gleaming with a cold metallic sheen.

Every time it attacked, hundreds of quills shot out in a deadly barrage, raining down like arrows. Each spike was as thick as two fingers and nearly half a yard long, capable of piercing through trees and embedding deeply into the earth with terrifying force.

However, its metal ability came with a drawback.

The porcupine’s body had become incredibly heavy and slow, sacrificing speed for overwhelming defense. Its hide was as hard as solid metal, turning its entire body into a near-impenetrable fortress.

Meanwhile, the mutated wolf relied on its superior agility to dominate the flow of battle. It weaved through the storm of quills with fluid precision, occasionally retaliating by slashing the air with compressed wind blades that sliced toward the porcupine’s armored body.

Wind against metal.

Speed against defense.

Neither side was able to gain a decisive advantage.

The wolf couldn’t easily break through the porcupine’s iron-like defense, while the porcupine struggled to land a clean hit on the wind-enhanced wolf. Their attacks clashed repeatedly, shaking the surrounding forest and knocking down trees in the process.

But as the battle dragged on, the strain was beginning to show.

Their movements, though still fierce, were gradually losing their initial explosiveness. Both mutated beasts were growing visibly fatigued, their relentless exchange slowly turning into a battle of endurance rather than sheer power.

Kisha watched the battle with clear amusement flickering in her eyes.

To her, this wasn’t merely a clash between two mutated animals; it was an opportunity.

In her mind, she was already evaluating them as potential assets. Both the wind-attributed black wolf and the metal-attributed porcupine possessed rare awakened abilities and impressive combat potential. If properly tamed, they would be invaluable. She could even assign them to her core members first, allowing them to serve as powerful companions in future operations.

From the very beginning, the thought of failing to capture them had never even crossed her mind.

What she was waiting for was the perfect moment.

It was obvious that the two mutated animals were fighting over territorial dominance, their attacks filled with instinctive hostility and possessiveness. If she were to intervene prematurely and attempt to subdue them now, there was a high chance they would temporarily abandon their rivalry and turn their aggression toward her instead. To them, a suddenly appearing human intruding upon their territorial duel would be a far greater threat.

And two high-level mutated beasts joining forces, even instinctively, would be far more troublesome to handle.

So patience was the smarter choice.

Kisha intended to wait until both beasts had exhausted a significant portion of their strength and abilities. Once their stamina and resistance dropped, subduing them would become far easier and far less risky. At that point, she could swiftly capture them and transfer them directly into her territory before they had any chance to escape or retaliate.

After that, she would leave the taming process to Mike.

If Mike managed to tame them successfully, it would be excellent news and a major step forward for her long-term plans. Creatures with such awakened abilities would greatly strengthen her forces. And if he couldn’t tame them immediately, then she would simply keep them restrained within her territory while gradually figuring out a way to domesticate them, all while continuing to train and improve Mike’s taming capabilities.

"Right, 008. If I remember correctly, there are Beast Taming Ropes from the Murim World in the system store, aren’t there?" Kisha asked inwardly, already preparing a contingency in case her initial plan didn’t go as smoothly as expected.

"Yes, Host," 008 replied promptly in her mind. "Each Beast Taming Rope is a consumable item designed for a single beast. Once used, it binds and suppresses the target to aid in the taming process."

Kisha’s gaze remained fixed on the distant battlefield as she answered calmly, "Then prepare to purchase two. Just in case Mike fails to tame them later."

"Understood, Host. Preparations will be made," 008 responded obediently.

From the system’s perspective, this was hardly a loss. Purchasing items meant more system point circulation, which, in a way, benefited it as well. Still, 008 was not reckless enough to spend Kisha’s system points unnecessarily. Those points could become life-saving resources in truly critical situations, and wasting them prematurely would be a foolish decision. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

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