Absolute Beast Dominion - Chapter 393: Verdant Blaze

Chapter 393: Verdant Blaze

The centipede’s head snapped toward the incoming arrow, and Leo could tell the beast’s entire being was filled with dread. Ignoring the pain in its back, it hurriedly tried to burrow into the earth.

Stuing—Snap!

SRAAAAKKK!

All of a sudden, the multiple mandibles started to glow green as round green projectiles shot through them around the surroundings, especially towards Leo. Leo stomped his one foot as a sturdy earthen wall rose in front of him that blocked the seed shots. The next moment, the seed erupted, and vines started to grow endlessly around the earthen wall.

Leo frowned and used low-intensity solar beams to burn away the seeds in front of the wall that stopped the vine growth. He once again focused on Centipede to keep it restrained.

Then, as if realising it wouldn’t escape the incoming strike, the Centipede shifted to defence. Bark armour along its body thickened and expanded, plates grinding against each other as it coiled tightly, trying to minimize the damage.

Shing!

BOOOM—TWOOSSS!

Leo had already moved. With a controlled gust, he formed a circular wind wall around the centipede. Within moments, the entire area was engulfed in fire. The flames twisted, forced back by the wind, spiraling upward into a raging tornado around the trapped beast.

The Thorncrawler shrieked in agony as the flames scorched through its outer layers, charring them black. With Leo compressing the wind, the fire intensified further, the heat growing sharper, more suffocating.

Around him, the territory members—except the elves—stared in stunned silence. Aina and other two girl’s mouth hung open, eyes wide at the sight.

“Is that really Naelith?” Sylrael asked, trying to make out the flames.

“Wow… when did she gain that much control over her fire?” Sylrael muttered. Then, almost at the same time, they noticed Leo’s movements.

“Naelith must have overdone it… L-Lady Lily, please ask Lord to forgive her. I’ll make sure she learns to control her strength as quickly as possible.”

“Don’t worry. Leo isn’t angry. And take your time teaching her,” she said with a soft smile.

“I—I didn’t know someone this strong was among the brought s-slaves…” Aina stammered, wiping her forehead.

“I-I am sorry, my lord. I used excessive strength,” she said, head lowered.

“Don’t worry. Just train, and you’ll learn to control your strength. You and the other elves are free to use the arena on the plateau when we’re not using it. Pryde will ensure your flames don’t damage anything.”

“T-thank you, my lord.” Naelith struggled to steady her voice. She had only come to apologise because she feared her actions might bring punishment upon the other elves. Instead, he wasn’t angry—and even offered help.

“You also have wind as your subsidiary element, right?”

“And wood?”

Leo pointed at the slowly fading fire tornado. The centipede’s cries still echoed faintly from within.

Naelith’s pupils shrank, though her lowered head hid it.

From Sylrael’s stories about her dreams, slaves barely received enough food to survive, let alone grow stronger. Advancement had always been a distant dream. Yet here Leo was, offering materials as a reward.

Leo understood.

Naelith nodded once, unable to find words, and quietly withdrew.

“Time to level up, kek.”