I am an Eldritch Entity-Chapter 249: Fight with the six legged scaled monkey I/II

Eryndor looked at the six legged scaled monkey which had now entered his visual range.

There was a small pause, a moment of silence as the monkey halted its charge as well.

How did it accurately arrive here?

Eryndor narrowed his eyes and thought.

He was pretty confident in the range of his Spatial Sight.

There should be no one in the similar level who could have a sense beyond him.

This scaled monkey was in the Stable realm, which is the second level, the same as him.

His gaze flickered to the dead beast of similar species by his foot.

Did it arrive here through the scream of this monkey?

So their sensing range isn’t visual based but through hearing?

For the first time, Eryndor’s confidence in his Spatial Sight wavered as he was confronted with a species with an extraordinary range of sensing.

No, this isn’t even my complete range, no need to be disheartened.

As if it finally ascertained that its kin had died, and finished evaluating the human before it, the six legged scaled monkey let out a shrill cry before charging towards him.

I’ll need to make it quick.

Eryndor quickly came to a conclusion, while extending his Spatial Sight even more.

The beast didn’t let out a roar for nothing, it was still unsure about the power level of the person who killed its kin.

It was calling for its companions.

The clearing was eerily silent, until broken through by the monkey’s shrill as it rapidly closed the distance.

Sunlight filtered down through the broken canopy, painting orange patterns on the leaf littered ground.

Eryndor stood in the center, crimson lines faintly glowing under his skin, before it manifested above his skin and solidified.

The Crimson Armor had been activated.

His cloak, seemingly embodying the void itself, fluttered without wind.

The monkey climbed up the trees at startling speed using all six of its limbs.

From the shadows of the branches full of dense leaves came a growl, which was wet, and guttural.

Then it leapt.

The six-legged scaled monkey exploded from the treetops, claws bared.

Two sets of curved black claws flashed, the third with retracted sheaths, its second and fourth arms held slightly tighter to the torso.

Eryndor’s eyes narrowed.

Cognitive Scrying activated.

Future trajectory: 2.1 seconds ahead. Right diagonal strike.

Poison switched to the fourth and second set of claws.

Yes, once they reached the Stable realm, these monkeys had six sets of claws, two of which were poisonous.

He stepped left, Shadowstep blurring his outline into a smudge of movement.

The monkey crashed into the earth, cleaving into the dirt with explosive force, claws gouging stone and root.

But Eryndor was already behind it.

Sky Piercing Palm: Fire.

His palm blazed with erupting Qi as he drove it into the monkey’s scaled back.

Flames burrowed into the beast’s hide, but stopped by the hardened carapace.

The beast roared as kts flesh seared, but scales stayed intact. It twisted unnaturally, tail whipping forward like a scythe.

Telekinesis.

Eryndor stopped the tail mid-air with a flick of his mind, then slammed it downward.

The monkey screeched and used the motion to roll with the impact.

It retracted the claws of its second arm, extending the poisoned claws of the fifth—a quick switch.

With a lurch of movement, it blurred forward, two arms swiping high, one mid, one low.

Eryndor saw. He saw in the memories that the poisoned claws of the second were switched over to the current fifth one.

Unfortunately he couldn’t do anything about it.

Eryndor was only at stage one of the Qi Condensation realm.

The scaled monkey was at mid stage of Stable realm.

The reason beasts were categorised as early stage, mid stage, and late stage, and not first, second, third and so on like the eight power systems was because their realms of power were blurred.

Unless one had an incredibly accurate realm sensing or probing skill which they had mastered to a high degree, it was difficult to gauge the accurate levels of the beasts.

One could only roughly guess what stage they were at, hence the terms early stage, for first, second and third stage. Mid stage and late stage for fourth to sixth, and seventh to ninth stage respectively.

Even if one assumed that the scaled monkey was at the lowest of mid stage, that was fourth stage, there was still a three level gap.

If the monkey was of a higher stage? Even worse.

Eryndor’s cultivation and mentalist power system, neither of them were physique focused.

The body tempering pills he took in the past weren’t THAT helpful, because he had taken none in the later stages in the Qi Refining realm, and naturally didn’t use it in the Qi Condensation realm either.

It became a perfect case of, the mind could see but the body couldn’t react.

The result?

Too fast.

The monkey’s claws raked his chest, but before Eryndor could do anything, it leapt away, as if sensing that the attack didn’t do any damage.

It was correct. Eryndor had sensed an immense suction force in his Energy of Consciousness as it was consumed by the Sovereign’ Cloak to resist the monkey’s attack, which was both physical and poisonous.

If it was only his Crimson Armor, it would’ve been ripped through as it wasn’t made from a Qi Condensation realm cultivation art.

The second claw, which should have been non-lethal, had pierced into his shoulder.

The monkey had a wary look in its eyes because it realized that none of the two attacks had affected Eryndor.

He needed space.

Eryndor was quick to determine that. In the short gap that the monkey was confused about its opponent’s abnormal defense, Eryndor leapt back.

It’s in times like this that I miss my Spiked Mace. I’ll have to close the distance again if I need to use these daggers.

Eryndor wasn’t necessarily keeping both of them in his hand.

He was using daggers in a lot of ways.