{[Emerald Gator]}
[Cultivation: Early Core Formation Realm]
[Age: 128]
[Main Beastial Skill: Emerald Spike]
Unleashing another casual barrage of sword arcs, Knox apathetically watched as all of the oversized gators were sliced into tiny chunks. The crisp sound of his Innate Sword slowly being sheathed synchronized with the blood fireworks produced as a result of the tiny chunks being further diced up—reaching subatomic levels.
The System Notifications then rained in.
*Ding!*
[You have slain 62 Emerald Gators ranging from the Early to Peak Core Formation Realm!]
[A medium-sized pile of Attribute Orbs has dropped!]
[Strength +0.6]
[Agility +0.8]
[Perception +0.3]
[Affinity +0.1]
X140 More…
Staring at the System Notifications, Knox's mind blanked.
With a deadpan expression, he sighed. "Core Formation Realm living beings have already been reduced to decimals…? You know I'm not even in the Core Formation Realm, right?"
[Too bad, too sad! Why don't you cry about it? (≖⩊≖)]
