"Hah…hah…hah." Acht made long and continuous inhales and exhales while standing in his place. His eyes fixated on the huge pile of golem remnants. It looked like a destroyed graveyard of unrecognizable corpses.
He had passed the 3rd and 4th. They were both extremely hard, it seemed that the number of golems doubled with each round and so the fourth round had 8 golems in total. Two of them were red and the others were normal grey.
What ensued after that was a bloody fight that pushed Acht to his limits. The amount of multitasking he had to do to minimize his injuries and also be able to kill the golems was insane, to say the least. His mind and body had to work in perfect harmony so he could perfectly read and dodge the attacks of each of these 8 golems.
But, even though he did everything to utmost precision, he was bound to make mistakes throughout the fight and those mistakes made him suffer consequences almost instantly.
His body was a bloody mess, his breathing was slightly erratic and his bones were on the verge of breaking with the slightest pressure. He was in a sorry state through and through.
Without any hesitation, he pulled out a healing potion and chugged it quickly. He had no time to rest or treat his injuries so he had to use the expensive healing potions he had. They were quick and could heal most of his superficial injuries in a quick second. But, these healing potions were still not the best out there so they can't heal deep injuries or internal bleeding.
While the potion was affecting his body, the 5th round started and Acht expected to see 16 golems land in front of him. But, to his surprise, nothing of that sort happened.
What landed in front of him, however, was one single golem. A small golem, barely teaching 160 cm tall with a scrawny build compared to the other golems. It had a deep ocean blue color.
Acht wasn't completely taken aback by this golem. But, he felt something that he didn't feel from the other golems before it.
'He's way stronger than the other.' he clenched the hilt of his sword and channeled his soul force to its maximum capacity.
*Swish*
In one single moment, the golem disappeared from its initial position as if it was nothing but a misty illusion.
When it disappeared, Acht immediately felt a killing intent coming from behind him. It wasn't a very strong killing intent but it was strong enough for him to notice it.
His body moved on its own and his sword was already protecting his vital parts.
*Kling* *Boomm*
The sword was hit roughly and a loud sound akin to an explosion erupted near Acht.
The impact sent Acht flying at least 20 meters in the distance before he was able to adjust his position and land on the ground.
He looked around him in a hurry but the golem was nowhere to be found. Yet, the Sam feeling he felt a second ago came back to him.
'From behind me, again.'
*Boom*
The same explosion happened when Acht's sword was hit by the golem. But, this time, Acht used gravity to stop himself from getting thrown away. Then, he swung his sword as fast as he could, trying to slice the golem in half.
But, it extended its hand and grabbed the sword. What ensued next was a fight of strength between Acht and the golem. Both of them wanted to overwhelm the other with pure, raw strength.
"Hang." Acht clenched his teeth tightly and made a grunting sound trying to get more strength into his arms. But, when he found it impossible to push the golem any further, he pulled this sword away and retreated behind a few meters.
The golem didn't leave him some time to breathe out the air that stayed in his lungs. it charged at him like a bullet and sent a punch to his face.
Acht bent down quickly and kicked the golem in the stomach. Then, he made a backflip and kicked the golem in the jaw.
The attack seemed to work as the golem was thrown to the ground roughly.
Then, Acht pulled out a knife from his spatial ring. It wasn't a normal knife but a special one that he bought for fighting monsters.
Then, he threw the knife with all his strength at the golem's face. The creature was still trying to stand up so it didn't have time to dodge. But, it didn't even try to evade the knife.
*Swish* *Ting*
The golem grabbed the knife mid-air with its hand as if it was nothing. Then, it clenched its hand and crushed the knife as if it was a biscuit.
'Great.' Acht felt an inexplicable headache. Not only was it fast and strong but it was also smart enough to know when to dodge and when to not dodge.
*Swish*
The golem then held its hand high and created a huge boulder just like the grey golems but somehow faster and bigger.
Then, it threw it at Acht with a speed that almost defied logic. Even Acht with his inhuman reflex and honed senses couldn't see the boulder coming.
*BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMM*
The earth shook and the ceiling started crumbling down unstoppingly. The sound of countless pieces of rock falling down was the only thing that could be heard for a good 20 seconds.
A huge dark cloud of dust engulfed the whole room and made it impossible to see or even breathe.
The golem stood there without moving while searching for Acht's corpse. The dust didn't let it see clearly.
"I'm behind you."
A voice suddenly muttered just beside the golem's head. The creature wasn't expecting such an outcome so its reaction was slow and sluggish. This allowed Acht to plunge his sword into the crystal in its head and kill it.
When he saw that the golem was finally dead, he breathed out a long sigh of relief. He was almost killed in the last attack but he was able to slow up the rock with his gravity and make it go in another direction.
'Such throwing power is nonsensical.' He shook his head in disbelief.
He had never met a normal hunter in this world since the moment he came there but he was sure that there is no way every hunter was capable of doing this or this world would be doomed. Beating this golem in a direct confrontation is extremely hard for someone who has a white soul. If it was not for Acht's gift, he would've also been dead now. This meant one thing, this test isn't made for newbie hunters.
"What is going on? There is definitely something fishy, but I can't seem to find the reason." He muttered as he held his chin with his fingers in a contemplating look.
He had many suspicions but he didn't have time to think about them or he would die so he opted to continue the test and think about it later.
After that, the next two rounds were normal. He indeed had to fight 16 golems and then 32 golems. But, he was able to pull through it with sheer determination and intelligence. He did get heavily injured in each round but the potions he had helped him a lot.
Then, the 8th round came and Acht looked at his opponents. There were exactly 64 golems. 32 of them are red and the others are grey.
His eyes never wavered and his expression was calm as a lake.
Then, with a small sigh, he muttered one word.
"Skip."
He had to admit that he couldn't beat this army of golem with his level. It was just suicidal to even attempt it and he wasn't keen on the idea either. He had 3 permissions to skip levels so he decided to use them.
It was slightly frustrating but it is what it is. If he wanted to get stronger, the first thing he had to do was not die.
"This stupid fucking test." He muttered with a cold look. He was now really angry at the culprit who gave him such a test. The culprit knew that Acht won't be able to complete it yet he still gave it to him. That meant two things: either the mysterious person wanted Acht dead or this person was trying to test him. The second possibility was the more probable one since if this person wanted to kill Acht, he wouldn't give him 3 chances to pass three different levels. freew ebnov el
"I swear If this ruins my assessment later on. I will cut you into pieces and burn each piece on skewers."
He swore to find the one who made him go through this and make him pay for his stupid jokes.
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