It All Started With A Lightning

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In a dark cave, lit only by torches left at the edge, five men were fighting a creature. This creature looked like a worm, but with a long tail and two sharp, dagger-like needles at its ends.

"Cut off its tail!" shouted the youngest of the men.

The man with the long black hair in a bun was closest to the creature's tail. He swung his scratched sword at the creature's tail, shouting with all his might. The tail missed his face by an inch, but the man's sword did not.

The creature screamed in pain as its tail was cut off. It didn't sound like a normal creature. It had no ears or nose, except for a mouth the size of a bucket and four eyes. It could make a high-pitched sound.

"Ziiiiiiiiiii"

The five people surrounding him covered their ears.

After getting used to the creature's voice, the boy who had first shouted gently stroked his sword with his hand. The sword began to burn. Then he gathered all his strength in his feet and jumped. He brought his sword down on the head of the still-screaming creature.

The creature did not die immediately as it struggled to free its head from the sword, but the boy also struggled to keep the sword in place. The flames in the sword began to burn in the creature's brain. The creature struggled, but no matter what it did, it couldn't do anything because it couldn't open its mouth and it had no claws.

After a few minutes of the boy's patience, the creature stopped moving.

After confirming that the creature was dead, the boy slowly drew his sword and slumped his shoulders as if tired. He took a deep breath.

This boy was William. He was twelve this year, but he still looked like a newly grown teenager.

His body was not as muscular and gigantic as the others, but he was not behind the others in strength. His muscles shone like perfect armor from a blacksmith's hand, they weren't too big to stand out. He was about 170 cm tall. His black hair was cut short. It ended an inch or two above his eyebrows. He was already beginning to look like a new adult.

Every once in a while, he would look at himself in the mirror and say, "I'm glad I stopped drinking that blood." Even when he was very young, he didn't want to look like a big man. It was good to look strong, but he didn't want to lose any of his charisma. He was sure that he was a thousand times more handsome now than he was in the old world.

The team had become very strong over the past four years. Except for William, they had all reached the iron level. William, on the other hand, deliberately did not take the final step. He was still stubbornly trying not to open the Death Meridian. This was because his father had said, "If you want to reach higher, you have to build a good foundation."

Of course, he had not been idle in this process. He was considered to have completely learned the Iron Body Technique. All he had to do was to enter the Iron Level and meditate one more time. Then the Iron Body would be complete. Since the sharpness was a side technique, he could already use all of his strength.

According to their plan, he would enter the iron level tomorrow. Tomorrow was the opening day of the ore chamber again. He felt that the ratio would help him level up, thanks to the abundant elements and spiritual energy.

He was a little afraid of the Death Meridian. After all, it was the biggest obstacle to becoming a warrior!

It was called the Death Meridian for a reason. If you failed at this stage, the only result would be death. Since William had only existed in this world for a short time, he was somewhat afraid of death. He knew that he had not yet enjoyed the blessings of this world. He still wanted to travel and explore every inch of this world. He even began to keep a journal.