Genetic Awakening: My Genes Evolve Infinitely!

The elite leapt back to avoid the burning corpse covered in molten lava slamming right into it, and for the first time since the fight started, rohan stole the initiative outright.

He was already sprinting before the thrown body made it halfway through the air and closed the distance while the elite was preoccupied with dodging the corpse, then dove forward behind the corpse, using it as a meatshield.

The elite’s eyes widened for a split moment.

Rohan’s spear thrust in a straight line through the space the beast had just moved into, and though it still wasn’t a perfect hit after all that, the tip carved through the elite’s flank and opened a wound far deeper than anything rohan had managed to land so far.

The best yelped, actually crying out in pain for the first time.

Rohan’s vicious grin returned.

"Yeah, that’s more like it."

It snapped at him again in anger, abandoning some of its earlier caution, and that was exactly what Rohan had been hoping for.

Rohan let it come close enough to commit to an attack, then slammed his molten coated left forearm into the side of its muzzle while stepping in with a brutal knee to its chest.

The impact didn’t break anything, but it sent the elite skidding backward over the blood slick stone floor. The elite ugly-snarled as molten lava clung to the side of its face and neck.

’Serves you right.’

Rohan knew he was one step away from checkmate at this point, seeing how angry the beast was. He knew exactly what anger did in fights. He’d seen it in humans, seen it in beasts. He even saw it in himself often enough to understand the danger of letting one’s emotions loose.

Anger made your reactions simpler, much easier to predict, and much easier to bait.

Rohan needed that desperately right now, as his energy reserves were dangerously close to running dry.

The elite shook its head violently and let out another long, thunderous growl that echoed around the chamber. Several of the ordinary wolves that had started recovering from the Napalm Rain immediately stiffened at that sound, with their earlier panic interrupted by an instinctive obedience taking over their thoughts and actions.

Rohan’s face tightened.

’Shit, I need to end things quickly!’

If he allowed the elite to regain control over the still hundreds strong horde of ordinary wolves, then there was no chance he would come out of this battle as the victor.

It only seemed to manage control over the least injured wolves as of yet, but that was still several dozen that had returned to its mental grasp.

The longer this dragged on, the more wolves would join them, and start becoming a problem once again.

There was nothing rohan would be able to do against the elite if he wasn’t even able to reach it and had to go through a wall of ordinary E rank beasts before being able to reach it.

So he decided to force both side’s hands.

He threw himself at the elite with a speed that would have looked unhinged to anyone watching.

The wolf met him as expected, since the few dozen wolves it managed to wrestle control over weren’t going to cut it as cannon fodder just yet.

For several exchanged, the two of them turned the centre of the chamber into a storm of blood, sparks and broken momentum. Spear met claw, sometimes fangs, and every collision forced more wolves to scatter away from the epicentre of the battle to preserve their own lives.

Even the ones under the elite’s direct control.

’It seems that despite the elite forcing them to obey, their deepest survival instincts still take over when it comes down to it.’

The elite landed a hit on Rohan’s side that nearly spun him around. Rohan answered with one of his own, driving the butt of his spear into the same injured shoulder he’d hit earlier.

He knew that the wolf was hyper Rfocused on the location of his spear’s sharpest point, the rabbit horn that made up the tip, at all times. So he decided to use this against it, misdirecting its attention away from his real aim.

This resulted in a successful hit with the other end of his spear, and while blunt, the kinetic force contained within the strike was enough to deepen the injury by another few inches and cause the beast to fall into even deeper agony.

It clamped down on his thigh with his leg tightly in the clasp of its jaws and tore a shallow gouge through the molten surface, so maddened and psychotic that it completely ignored any pain caused by the lava flowing into its mouth.

Rohan retaliated by bringing his spear down onto the wolf’s spine, hard enough to make the beast collapse onto its hind legs for just a second, enough to allow him to escape its vise grip like jaws.

The whole thing was messy and brutal. Ant yet... Rohan could feel the balance starting to shift in his favour little by little.

The elite’s movements were becoming less refined and more instinctual, just like the ordinary wolves it claimed superiority over.

One side of its face looked mangled and flayed where the molten lava had done its thing. There wasn’t even any blood running out of any of its wounds due to the simple fact that the heat from Rohan’s lava coated spear cauterised the wounds as it simultaneously made them, which in away, worked to his disadvantage.

The wolf was hurting, deeply so.

’I have about 15% of my total energy reserves left, I need to make this last bit count! This needs to end now!’

That thought came just as one of the ordinary wolves lunged at him from the side.

Rohan didn’t even look at it, he just let the beast slam into his burning flank and suffer the consequences of striking his molten body.

Its howl of agony cut through the chamber like a blade, and more importantly, it drew the attention of the elite for a tiny moment.

That was all Rohan needed.

He twisted his arm as far back as it could go.

"Hyup!"

And let his spear free from his hands.

Crash!

It landed on the elite a mere fraction of a second later, right in its most vulnerable spot.

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