Odyssey of the Blind God

Charging ahead, adrenaline began to course through him as he became even more motivated to kill all the bison ahead of him.

This excitement flared up all of a sudden, giving him the necessary push in order to accelerate the circulation of his mana that was already fast, to begin with.

While his senses had undergone an enhancement that strengthened every single sense several times over, his control, and perception output of mana was exactly the same.

Thus, he was able to charge up to Kark, the battle-ax wielder, and the horde of bison that were fighting against them.

Giving their utmost efforts to overwhelm the humans, the bison released strong mana currents that were supposed to protect them from more harm.

Unfortunately, everything turned useless against the brute strength of their opponents.

As such, the two close combat fighters were slowly killing one bison after another.

They didn't even rush, knowing that Nial would be sent after them.

Expecting a great fight to break out, they eagerly waited for Nial, who arrived next to them just a few seconds later.

The moment he appeared next to them, he pierced out with the Viper spear, whose tip penetrated the red mark on the head of the bison.

His precise attack astonished everyone, only to sense a sudden inflict of mana inside the Viper spear as one of the blades on the side of the tip was suddenly released, only to be retracted.

This sudden attack that pierced through the red mark on the forehead of the bison, caused its skull to break open from within, and soon enough brain matter spilled out of the wound that had burst open.

Nial's cruel method to reassure himself that the bison was dead caused shivers to run down Miriam's spine, and the other woman, who was standing next to her.

Yet, instead of being disgusted, the woman next to Miriam was staring at Nial with gleaming eyes, which was noticed by the archer.

"She cannot be serious right now?!?" He could only blurt out, before averting his attention, trying to forget what he was seeing.

While Nial was eyed oddly by the woman, he couldn't care less. Pulling the spearhead out of the bison's head, he quickly activated the glaive form of the Viper spear before he brandished the weapon diagonally, severing the chest of the bison in front of him.

Without wasting a single moment, Nial moved smoothly through the battlefield, cleaving the glaive form of the Viper spear down into the third bison he attacked.

Hitting his designated target, which was the head of the bison, it was cut in half, thereby ending the bison's life.

Panting a little, he continued thinking about the way he was attacking.

Under the current circumstances, he was not able to execute glamorous and efficient movement sequences like others.

Instead, he was the type of fighter, who could use his strength and senses in order to gain an advantage with the use of the Viper spear.

Without the Viper spear, and its razor-sharp blade that could cut through every single beast inside Rookie dungeons, he would be at a loss.

After all, the Viper spear was a Myth weapon! It might be just a Common graded Myth weapon, but given the exceptional functions it had, the grade of the weapon was restricted solely owing to the materials it had been forged with.

The unique runes, and functions, especially the poison crystal were something Common grade weapons were not supposed to have.

Knowing this, Nial knew that blacksmith Arnold had intentionally restricted the grade of the Viper spear by carefully selecting the materials he then used to forge it.

This was quite interesting, but at the same time, both advantageous and disadvantageous for him.

On one hand, the advantage was that he could use the Viper spear without too many difficulties, even though his rank was still at the 1st Origin rank.

However, on the other hand, Nial believed that he wouldn't be able to use the weapon once he would reach the 10th Origin rank or the subsequent ranks.

Yet, given his circumstances, there was no need to think so far ahead.

After all, it would take quite some time to reach higher ranks and advance.

In fact, he was not even sure what the second rank that followed after the Origin rank was called.

There were too many things he was oblivious to, but from what he knew, not many citizens of the Katu shelter were aware of the most common things talented Originals were supposed to know.

'Well, it is not like our shelter has many prodigies, to begin with. Only the powerhouses that are tired of fighting, or on a different mission would usually end up in Katu…or like the Tyr family, to quietly train their descendants while doing all kinds of business deals!'

Nial believed that there were many reasons for powerful beings to enter the Katu shelter, but there was not a single one to remain in the shelter, and settle down, if one planned to become stronger.

This was exactly what he planned to do, and by retrieving his focus on the important task that was ahead, Nial's mana perception began to visualize every single opponent that was in his range.

Wielding the Viper spear, the blade on its side was retracted, which made it possible for Nial to thrust the Viper spear straight into the red mark of the next bison that charged at him from the side.

His surrounding was slowly being filled with corpses, and with every single kill, Nial felt changes within him.

The changes were subtle and almost untraceable, but his mind was slowly getting accustomed to the sensation of killing.

This was something he was slowly realizing, and Nial couldn't help but become a little bit scared of himself.

There was nothing he could do about it, yet, it scared him.

Death was something that would taunt and tease most Originals that participated in the conquest of dungeons almost on a daily basis.

Yet, instead of accepting the fact that he was killing, and that he had already taken the lives of hundreds of beings, Nial felt that accepting death itself was what his mind was currently doing.

He was not sure if this was normal, but it felt a bit odd because his entire being was slowly coping with the fact that death might get him in the future.

This felt just too weird, but it didn't distract Nial.

Instead, it made him enter a completely focused state, in which the death of his opponents or his own were the only possible outcomes.

Under normal circumstances, this would frighten Nial, but since the Odyssey seed had awoken within him, fear and other common emotions that could crop up at any moment, or make his heartbeat erratically, were slowly being taken from him.

It was not like he didn't have any emotions left, but the degree to which he sensed them in most scenarios decreased drastically and was nearly negligible in some cases.

However, Nial didn't even notice this anymore because his mind was currently occupied with only the beasts in front of him.

In them, he saw the first step on the long road to becoming stronger in order to reunite with his family, and following that was to be strong enough for nobody to be able to separate him from his family again.

As long as he had his family, everything would be fine, and Nial didn't even want to imagine how his life would be if he were to lose his family.

The sole thought of the possible death of his parents, or sister caused a shocking amount of wrath to emerge from within him.

Owing to this, the Odyssey seed pulsated once, without a prior warning, causing a strong reaction as the pulsation was directly transmitted to the Curse [Hodur's Heir].

Being connected had its advantages.

As such, instead of receiving only the first pulse's enhancements which originated from the Odyssey seed, faint traces of black miasma began to emerge from Nial's mana core.

Receiving perfect control over his body, and the mana within his body due to the first pulse of the Odyssey seed, Nial was also able to control the black miasma.

Releasing the black miasma from his hands, he immediately enveloped the tip of the Viper spear, further enhancing it.

At this exact moment, Nial understood that not a single beast inside the dungeon they had entered would be able to reach a defense that was even remotely strong enough to endure a single hit of the Viper spear.

Yet, knowing this, and making proper use of the advantage he had were different things.

With that in mind, Nial didn't even hesitate a single second as he pushed his feet off the ground.

Catapulting himself towards the biggest group of bison that had been left behind, Nial swiftly moved the Viper spear, allowing himself to reach a shocking pace in which he smoothly circulated the spear around his body.

Executing short thrusts, Nial pierced most of the bison at their vital points, before moving ahead, and continuing to assault with his trusted Viper spear.

Cutting off the head of a bison that was on his way to reach the center of the entire group, he didn't even flinch when hot blood splattered on his face.

Through the first pulse of the Odyssey seed, Nial was unable to realize that his emotions had been further suppressed, preventing him from thinking emotionally and helping him stay clear-headed.

Only his rational mind was left behind, and the part of his brain that was working relentlessly told him that not a single beast in the surroundings should be left alive.

Acting on that thought, Nial's movements became even faster as the control over his body allowed him to create movements he had never been able to do.

Doing movement sequences that had been impossible for Nial to make use of, or even think about exerting them, he used up tremendous amounts of mana, in order to keep his body from breaking apart.

Severe pain spread through his entire being, and this was only obvious.

After all, his body's physical limits had been removed owing to the pulsation of the Odyssey seed.

However, that was perfectly fine with Nial because he had had enough of people doubting his capabilities.

With that in mind, he clearly showed Kark and his group that they shouldn't take him lightly, which was what they had been doing before.

Killing every single bison that stood in his way, Nial's movements resembled that of a true killer.

The grace of his movement, followed by his fluidity that rivaled a dancer caused everyone to doubt if Nial had been faking his blindness.

Yet, the moment everyone regained their senses, they perceived the slaughter he had caused, the blood that splattered through the air, the intestines that spilled out of the bodies of the bison's, and the subtle smile on Nial's face as he finished off the last bison.

Having deprived it of its life, Nial released his mana perception to see if there was just one more opponent to kill.

But there were only Kark and the battle-axe wielder left, and when he turned towards them, even Kark couldn't help but stiffen.

Just at that moment, Nial's muscles began to groan, and it was almost on command that he regained his senses when the effect of the Odyssey seed's first pulse had worn off as he cursed out,

"Fuck, my muscles!"