NOVEL NEXT Chapter 61: Not a Boss
Warlock Ch 61. Not a Boss
Damian's stomach dropped. "What do you mean?"
Cassius's face darkened, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Anyone who craves power. There are forces in the magical world—people, creatures, organizations—that would do anything to control something as powerful as what's inside you. The moment they realize you have something they can use, you'll be hunted. And I don't mean by just typical bounty hunters. I'm talking about people who can wipe you off the map without breaking a sweat."
Damian gulped, his throat tight with anxiety. He didn't expect it to be that bad. He knew Malthus was after him and he was a target in this world. But it was the words 'People who can wipe you off the map without breaking a sweat' that made him shudder. That meant there was someone greater than Malthus out there and they were also targeting him.
Without warning, Cassius tossed a small vial toward him. Instinctively, Damian caught it. The glass was cool against his palm, and when he glanced down, he realized it was a Mana potion. Cassius was already turning away, heading back to his usual position.
"Q&A session is over," Cassius called over his shoulder. "Drink that. We'll continue your training."
Damian grimaced, his body still aching from the last battle. "Wait, again?" he said, his voice tinged with exhaustion. "I thought our training was over!"
Cassius kept walking, completely ignoring Damian's complaints. "Do you think your training ends after fighting a couple of low-level servants?" he asked, his voice sharp. "You have a lot to learn, Damian. You don't even know the basics of your own system."
Damian bit back a cringe. 'Hey,' he thought, 'those books didn't explain my system at all.' He could feel the frustration building in his chest. 'Besides, weren't you the one who said my system is unique?'
"Can we just—" Damian started, but before he could finish, Cassius turned, his glare shutting him down instantly.
"No buts," Cassius said, his tone leaving no room for argument.
Damian huffed, muttering under his breath, "Yeah, no buts. Got it."
He uncorked the Mana potion and drank it in one gulp, the cool liquid sliding down his throat, instantly restoring some of his depleted energy. He could feel the Mana flowing back into his body, but his muscles still protested. His entire body ached, and the thought of going through another round of training made him want to curl up and sleep for a week.
'I hope I can get through this... 'Damian thought as he finished the potion.
But before he could mentally prepare himself, Cassius flicked his wrist, summoning another servant.
This time, Damian's eyes widened in shock.
The servant that appeared wasn't just another shadowy figure or mid-level creature like the ones he had fought earlier. No, this one was massive. Its form seemed to ripple with dark energy, towering over Damian and Fenrith like a colossus.
Havok, the Dread Reaver <Level 50>
HP: 6,000/6,000
MP: 500/500
Skills: [Soul Rend], [Chaos Wave], [Void Eruption]
Weakness: Light-based attacks
Havok was a hulking mass of shifting shadows and dark, metallic armor. Its body was a blend of twisted metal and raw pulsating energy. Two enormous axes hung at its sides, each blade crackling with dark lightning. Its helmet was forged from a material that seemed to absorb the light around it, making its glowing red eyes all the more menacing as they locked onto Damian.
Damian's jaw dropped. His heart raced as he took in the sheer size of the thing, its aura suffocating in its intensity.
"You said I'm not ready for a level 50 boss!" Damian blurted out, panic creeping into his voice. He glanced at Cassius, who folded his arms and smirked, clearly enjoying Damian's reaction.
Cassius's voice was calm but smug. "This isn't a boss."
Damian's mind reeled. 'Not a boss?' He stared at the creature before him, trying to process how this wasn't the final boss of some impossible dungeon. The thing was more than a monster. What's it doing here, then?
Before Damian could even wrap his head around it, Havok moved. Its speed was terrifying for something so large. The axes it wielded sliced through the air with a sound that made Damian's stomach churn.
"Fenrith!" Damian shouted, his voice tight with urgency.
Fenrith reacted instantly, darting to the side, narrowly avoiding Havok's first strike. Damian dove in the opposite direction, rolling across the ground as the massive axe slammed into the stone floor where he had just been standing. The impact left a crater, shards of rock flying everywhere.
'This is insane!' he screamed internally.
Cassius's voice cut through the chaos, firm and unyielding. "Focus, Damian! You're in a battle. Put your concentration where it belongs."
Damian gritted his teeth, his body still reeling from the close call. Havok turned toward him, its red eyes glowing with malice. Damian forced himself to stand, his hands glowing with dark energy as he prepared to cast a spell.
[Dark Chains]
Shadowy chains erupted from the ground, snaking toward Havok in an attempt to bind its movements. But the second the chains touched its armor, they shattered, disintegrating into nothingness under the sheer power radiating from the creature.
[Void Eruption]
The air around Havok crackled with dark energy as its hulking form began to glow with an ominous purple light. Damian's instincts kicked in just in time—he dove to the side, barely avoiding the blast of raw void energy that exploded outward from Havok's body. The shockwave ripped through the room, sending debris flying in all directions.
'That was too close,' Damian thought, his heart pounding in his chest as he scrambled to his feet. His body ached from the sudden movements. But there was no time to rest.
Havok turned, its glowing red eyes locking onto him with deadly precision. The creature's massive axes dragged along the floor, sparking against the stone as it moved with terrifying speed.
"Fenrith!" Damian called out, his voice hoarse from the strain of the battle. His three-headed wolf lunged at Havok, its jaws glowing as it unleashed [Triple Roar], the sound waves crashing into Havok like a physical force.
[Havok took 50 damage.]