Legend of the Divine Archer

The terrain Wei Xi had chosen was a clearing, not too far from their hideout, it was a serene winter oasis, with the gentle trickle of a frozen stream providing a peaceful backdrop to the quiet hush of the snow-covered surroundings. The air was crisp and carried the scent of pine and the subtle fragrance of winter blooms.

Sunlight filtered through the frosted canopy above, casting a soft, light on the snow-covered ground.

It was open enough to ensure the beast could take cover and perform sneak attacks, the dry grass was sufficiently short to allow them to spot incoming third parties from far away.

The trees were close enough for Yan Jin to launch long-distance attacks, and there was a little pond in the eventuality they had to escape. He had covered every aspect he could think of in his analysis, of the battle.

"Ready?" Yan Jin asked, listening to the heartbeat of the youngster for clues. He could tell Wei Xi was going through a massive adrenaline release, since both his hands were bright red from the rapid blood flow. Despite the cold air, of the early winter, he was sweating from fear, no excitation.

Another smile of satisfaction crept onto Yan Jin's face, the kid had talent and really could be thought.

After a nod from Wei Xi, Yan Jin placed the scaled egg at the center of the battlefield allowing its scent to spread out and permeate the clearing. "Sorry, but we all have to earn our share of resources in this family this time you are the bait," he said as he walked to his assigned battle station.

Yan Jin decided to take cover on a Chastain tree outside the clearing, which would give him clear access to battle as a ranged unit, but also let him control the flow of the battle as the manipulator he is.

Wei Xi was designated as the main damage dealer, and it would probably be the same in the upcoming months. As a close-quarter bloodline warrior, he could not stray too far from the battlefield as he would need to intervene first. So, he decided to lie within the withered grass and allow the falling snow to complete his disguise.

The daylight began to vanish in the horizon giving space to the dark of the night, many little beast made their way into the clearing but none daring enough to approach the celestial aura released by the egg.

Both hunters had not moved an inch since they settled into their camouflage position, Wei Xi was covered in snow, and his body was close to hypothermia, but he could sense the greedy eyes of the purified lord beasts on the clearing. Although none of them took direct actions they observed each from their side and probed for the right opportunity.

The clearing was dead silent, with no bird sound, no cricket or cicadas, just pure killing intent under the moonlight.

The first to act was the Snow Mountain Bear. Perhaps due to its nature, bears were not a species known for their patience in front of a meal. The bear was a towering figure, nearly two meters tall, with thick, snow-white fur that seemed to merge with the winter landscape.

On its back, crystal-like spikes stood out, shimmering in the moonlight and resembling the jagged peaks of a great mountain, a fitting attribute for the beast's name. Its massive jaws were wide open, drool dripping as it fixated on the celestial Garuda egg, its next meal.

With a primal roar, the bear charged forward on all fours, each step causing the ground to tremble beneath its weight. The rhythmic pounding of its advance was like the beat of war drums, each quake disrupting the snow-covered clearing as it ran straight toward the egg without hesitation.

But as the bear entered the clearing, the Sabretooth Tiger sprang into action, unleashing its signature attack—two ice projectiles shaped like elongated fangs, hurtling through the air with lethal intent. These "Ice Fangs" cut through the cold air, aimed directly at the bear's exposed side.

The Snow Mountain Bear, sensing the impending danger, swiftly turned its back towards the oncoming attack. The crystal spikes on its back flared up, forming a protective barrier that absorbed the impact of the Ice Fangs with a resonating "clang, clang." The bear roared in fury, its eyes glowing with raw rage, In response, the bear launched its counterattack.

The ice spikes on its back began to tremble and then, with a sudden burst, shot out like a volley of arrows. The spikes hovered momentarily in the frigid air before plummeting down towards the Sabretooth like bolts of lightning.

The Sabretooth Tiger, an agile predator, dodged the onslaught with feline reflexes, its body twisting and contorting to avoid the deadly rain of ice. The ground exploded in bursts of snow and dirt where the spikes landed, creating small craters in the clearing.

In a matter of seconds, the two colossal beasts closed the distance between them, their eyes locked in a fierce, unyielding stare. The air between them crackled with tension, heavy with the scent of bloodlust and aggression.

The Snow Mountain Bear made the first move, rearing up on its back legs to its full, imposing height. With a roar, it brought its massive front paws crashing down toward the Sabretooth, with enough force to crush anything in its path. The tiger, quick as lightning, sidestepped the attack, ready to spring.

The ground shook as the bear's paws struck the earth, leaving deep marks in the snow-covered soil. The Sabretooth, wasting no time, lunged forward, like a blur as it aimed its deadly fangs at the bear's exposed flank. The tiger's jaws snapped shut with a loud crunch, but the bear's thick fur and dense muscle absorbed much of the impact, leaving only shallow punctures that barely drew blood.

The bear retaliated with a swift backhanded swipe, its claws shining in the moonlight. The Sabretooth barely avoided the strike, rolling to the side and quickly regaining its footing. The bear followed up with a series of rapid slashes, each one powerful enough to unearth a tree, but the tiger continued to evade with great agility.

The Snow Mountain Bear and the Sabretooth Tiger, locked in their desperate struggle, were too focused on each other to notice the subtle sting of Yan Jin's poison darts. Each dart was small and laced with the potent toxin of the poison tree snake that began to sap the strength from the two beasts.

Their fight, became sluggish as the poison took hold. They continued to clash their massive bodies with a force that sent shockwaves through the ground, but their mzwdsadovements grew slower.

Blood stained the snow-covered ground. The bear's fur was dyed with its own blood, and the Sabretooth's sleek coat was riddle by deep gashes. The two predators were now panting heavily as they circled each other in exhaustion.

Amidst the debris of the battle, Wei Xi emerged like a phantom, his presence as ghastly as the blood-soaked snow. His eyes were focused and his expression was deadly serious as he channeled his aura to its maximum potential.

The blood energy circulated around him, fierce and wild, as the wyvern roared in his soul. The sound of the wyvern reverberated through the clearing, a deep cry that shook the air and made the two beasts flinch.

With his bone spear in hand, Wei Xi began to charge a powerful attack, his body glowing emerald with the concentrated energy. The spear hummed with the tip of the weapon glowing ominously as it absorbed his aura.

The beasts, sensing the lethal threat, recovered just enough to realize the danger they were in. They exchanged a quick, instinctual glance and, despite their weakened state, lunged towards Wei Xi with the intent to stop him before it was too late.

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But they had fallen into a meticulously crafted trap, and Yan Jin was ready.

As the beasts charged, Yan Jin unleashed a torrent of poison darts, with the help of his soul energy . The small projectiles flew through the air like a swarm of angry bees. The beasts howled in pain and fury as the poison coursed through their veins, their movements becoming even more erratic and uncoordinated.

It was in this moment of vulnerability that Wei Xi, now fully charged and ready, made his move.

With a fierce battle cry, he thrust his spear forward, the energy he had gathered releasing in a blinding flash. The power of his aura, shot forward like a bolt of lightning, aimed straight at the two beasts. The Snow Mountain Bear and the Sabretooth Tiger, unable to defend themselves in their weakened state, were struck by the devastating force.

The impact was explosive. The spear tore through the bear's thick hide and the tiger's muscle with equal ease, the concentrated energy erupting from within them. The clearing was filled with the sounds of their dying roars, a desperate cry that echoed through the trees before fading into silence.

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