The Extra's Odyssey

"Are you sure that this will work?"

"Yeah. I'm pretty sure this would work."

For someone like me who has read the , the greatest advantage was my knowledge. Not to mention this was something that the protagonist had done to farm status points quickly.

Of course, I wasn't planning on doing the same thing he did. I was quite weak to do that.

As we were running through the forest, we reached a large clearing.

"How did you find it, again?"

Lark looked towards the clearing in the middle of the forest and then towards me.

"I found it last night during my shift. I was had nothing to do anyway so I decided to roam the place."

Lark looked at me with furrowed brows. It was clear that he wanted to ask me why I was wandering so far from our camp.

Although he had been hospitable so far it was not like I could tell him what I was doing at night.

"Let's just get to work"

Ryan beckoned us to get started already.

Moving to the center, Ryan and I began dumping every boar we had killed today, which numbered 15.

The blood boars had the ability to go berserk when they smelled blood above certain limits. In this state, their strength and agility would increase.

But if done properly, hunting berserk boars was easier.

Due to losing the ability to think, the blood boars would leave their group or attack each other. This would make it much easier to hunt them.

The protagonist had to kill a large number of blood boars to make them go berserk. He achieved this by killing them in an enclosed space for many days.

Last night when I was talking with Lark, he had asked me if I had any ideas for hunting.

After we went off-topic, I mentioned to him about making them go berserk and then hunting them without any hope.

Surprisingly, Lark said that he had a way.

The result was this plan.

We were going to collect a dozen corpses and then use them to make the blood boars in the vicinity go berserk.

I still wasn't sure what Lark was going to do. I did know about him, but this didn't mean that I knew his every skill.

But there was still something to be done.

"Will you really won't absorb the cores?"

"Rather than won't, it's that I can't. As I told you, my assimilation rate is slow."

Sighing, Lark sat beside Ryan on the ground and began absorbing cores.

Cores give additional exp this is why they were using them before we start in earnest.

I also passed my cores to Ryan and Lark, saying that we needed everyone to be in their top condition.

I had a hard time convincing Lark, and he only agreed on the condition that he would return the cores with interest.

I also wanted to absorb the cores. But absorbing them was a delicate process, nor did I know how to do that.

It would have been suspicious if I asked them about it.

So I decided that it would be better to let them have the cores and make them owe me.

After everything was done, Lark stood in front of the corpses. Suddenly, his wand vanished and a thick book appeared in his hand.

"A Grimoire."

Words leaked from my mouth as I saw the book. Now I knew why Lark was so confident.

Unlike wands or other accessories, a grimoire doesn't provide any buff, like increased damage, increased chanting speed, or such.

Also, Grimoires had only a single function. But it was enough to set off its drawbacks.

Grimoires could store spells in them.

Of course, the number and rank of spells depended on the rank of the grimoire.

And the magician still has to supply their mana, and the chanting couldn't be skipped even with skills.

But the ability to store spells was still nothing to scoff at.

Holding the grimoire, a flask appeared in Lark's empty hand. He gulped down the liquid, which was probably mana potion, and began chanting.

"Heed my call, the progenitor of the beginning. Show your might and guide the way of the world through the peril. A strike to make the gods and demons bow alike. "

A giant circle with a 10 feet radius appeared above the corpses.

"Air Thunder"

Suddenly a purple color flashed from the circle.

For a second, nothing happened then…..

BOOM-!

An extremely strong explosion happened, strong enough to vaporize everything it struck.

Lark's face had become pale, and his breathing was extremely laborious. His legs were shaking badly and he couldn't even stand properly.

But he was successful.

Every corpse was erased, and now only a red mist was left.

I was having trouble closing my mouth.

'A purple lightning.'

This was the second thing I saw after my transmigration that screamed fantasy.

'Did he put all his stat points in Mana to be able to use that spell?'

It was the only way for him to have the mana capacity to use the strongest Rank 1 spell, Air Thunder.

Still, Lark's job was not done. Groggily, he tried to stand and cast another spell.

It would still take a while for to mana potion to start showing its effect.

"Wind travels through valleys and fields alike. It is the force of balance and destruction. Move through by will and bend for my desire. Dispersion "

Fortunately, he was only casting a low-level spell.

Following his chants, a 3 feet circle appeared on the ground.

It sucked all the blood-red mist, creating a torrential sphere that kept getting smaller.

Droplets of sweat could be seen on Lark's forehead as he tried to compress the air ball as much as possible.

Finally, after he couldn't go any further, he struck the circle.

Immediately, the red mist exploded outwards, but it didn't go above our knees and kept spreading.

'I see, so he was planning to squeeze every last drop of blood from 15 boars and then make it spread with air. Certainly, this should work.'

Seeing everything, I had to agree that Warriors and Mages had different advantages over each other.

A warrior could engage in fast close quarter combat against the enemy. But they couldn't do long-range attacks efficiently.

Mages took time to complete their chants, but the power behind their attacks was higher.

Lark had used two of the stored spells. Yet, he was smiling.

He was going to farm exp like crazy in return, after all.

A while later, Lark stabilized, and we decided to move.

[Time Remaining: 61:21:49]

"Two hours should be enough."

I spoke while looking at my hologram.

"Okay, remember, don't be late."

Then all three of us dashed in three different directions. Lark went towards the east, Ryan towards the north while I went towards the south.

As I ran, I could smell the scent of blood which was wafting through the air. I spotted a few groups of blood boars but I avoided them as they were still sane.

I was looking for boars that had started going berserk. Possibly those that were near death state due to fighting amongst themselves.

I wasn't going directly to attack any boar, even if it was alone.

It would be a waste if I were to engage in combat after doing all the things.

It was because of this that we went in different directions.

"I don't need to worry about them. I just saw how capable Lark is. Though I don't think he will be able to use his grimoire many times now."

Since none of us were planning to fight directly, going alone was the best option. After all, we were still in a test and hunting alone wouldn't lead to exp distribution.

"Status."

I still had not used the stat points from the previous level up. I was planning on using them depending on the situation.

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Name: Nathan Hunt

Rank: Meta

Level: 5

Exp: 30/750

Remaining SP – 02

-->Stats:

Strength – 09

Agility – 14

Stamina – 11

Constitution – 11

Aura – 10

Intelligence – 11

Luck – 07

-->Skills:

[Pierce [Common-Rank]]

Extend the tip of your weapon by 5 feet.

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