I Spread my Genes to Level Up in the Apocalypse

Chapter 68: Wind Manipulation of Raven

"Wakey." Ray muttered this embarrassing word in his heart again, and a chilling darkness immediately permeated the surrounding area.

Three level-one undead dogs appeared in front of him from the same eerie darkness.

"Go."

Ray pointed towards King, and the three undead dogs obediently complied.

They also started to roar, making King's eardrums even more destroyed.

The undead level-one dogs had a similar ability to Raven, but it was just that it wasn't as effective as the raven's.

When Ray had first encountered the level-one undead dog, it had also used it on him.

Under the heavy weight of the raven, King found it even more difficult to move.

Although his defence was good and he could take the raven's claws with only minor scratches, he struggled to attack.

Even when he managed to destroy one of its claws by manipulating a nearby rock, it didn't alleviate his predicament.

It instantly regenerated itself by the eerie darkness that grew from the broken claw, forming a set of brand-new claws, even better and sharper than before.

Now, with the undead dogs joining the fray, King's eardrums burst in an instant.

Ray frowned at the scene.

Honestly, even though King was injured, Ray had underestimated his defence in this Sage Form.

No matter how much the raven clawed with its sharp talons, it still couldn't pierce through his skin.

King really had thick skin.

Even when he was getting badly beaten up by Ray, enough to kill a person thousands of times, it only caused minor injuries, making his head look like a crushed tomato.

And with this Sage Form, his defence had become even more terrifying.

"King, you really have a turtle shell."

Ray amusingly walked in front of King, squatting down as if he was watching a show.

"Huh?" King looked at Ray with his glowing blue eyes.

"I forgot, you might have really become deaf already."

Ray shook his head. "No matter how powerful a turtle shell is, it can still be destroyed after all."$

He directly gave instructions to the level two undead raven in his mind.

The air around him seemed to hum with energy, growing increasingly turbulent.

Ray's small black hair fluttered wildly in the intensifying gusts.

The sky above darkened as clouds gathered.

Gradually, a vortex began to form in front of him, the air swirling faster and faster until it coalesced into a ferocious whirlwind, spinning at least at 74 mph.

The ground trembled as the wind picked up speed, the noise growing to a deafening roar.

The soil was the first to succumb, ripped from the earth in violent bursts, spiralling upward into the heart of the storm.

Rocks, some as large as boulders, were next, yanked from their places and drawn into the swirling chaos, crashing into each other with explosive force.

Everything within the vicinity was caught in the whirlwind's grip, debris of all kinds swirling in the circular motion.

Trees bent and snapped, their branches torn away and flung into the maelstrom. The air was thick with dust and flying debris.

The most terrifying thing was the center of the whirlwind, where terrifying wind blades the size of a man crushed everything into pieces.

Only Ray stood tall like a mountain, completely unharmed.

Ray pointed at King, and the whirlwind, as if commanded by nature itself, slowly started to move toward King.

This whirlwind was terrifying, to say the least; everything that went to the center of the whirlwind would be hacked into pieces by wind blades.

"What a frightening scene," Ray muttered in his heart with a little shock.

"This undead level two Raven's ability is truly terrifying."

This was just the wind manipulation of the level two undead, and it already had such terrifying strength.

If Ray had let the level two undead Raven counter even slightly, then Ray might have been the one to lose.

"King, I hope you like the gift I prepared for you."

Ray instructed the level two Raven and the three undead dogs to retreat.

King, who was focusing on sustaining himself, suddenly found that the huge Raven seemed to have disappeared and the undead dogs had also retreated.

For a moment, joy appeared on his face, but when he recalled the previous scene, his face was full of anger, and he was about to stand up and unleash his fury at Ray.

But unfortunately, he didn't get to stand up before he was pulled toward the whirlwind like a rag doll.

The moment he entered, countless wind blades attacked him from all sides.

"Ahhh-"

King roared in pain. His body became miserable with small cuts all over.

If it wasn't for the Sage Form's defence, he would have been dead already. Even though he tried to resist, what could he do? He still couldn't manipulate such a large object and nothing in his arsenal could stop it.

King felt a deep sense of helplessness and fear in his eyes, something that he hadn't experienced in his life.

Sage Form directly allowed King to have telekinetic abilities while also increasing his body's defence.

This was by combining the natural energy and the mutation energy in a ratio of 1:4, with natural energy taking more consumption.

Actually, King could naturally absorb natural energy without using any art just from his skill, but it would take a lot of time and it would gradually dissipate.

However, when he uses Sage Art: Sage Form, the surrounding natural energy is immediately attracted to him.

Ray watched this scene casually.

"This Necromancer skill is only B-class?" Ray looked at the huge raven with eerie black eye sockets and patted its head.

As if it were intellectual, the raven closed its eyes while putting its head down.

This skill was quite special; it depended on who the Awakener was to use its full potential.

If an ordinary person used it, they would be extremely vulnerable in the early stages; their body would still be that of an ordinary human.

Not only that, even if the Awakener killed undead using his summons, the mutation energy he could gain was equal to the amount one gains by using cold weapons.

This was the greatest disadvantage, as the Awakener would grow extremely slowly.

All this considered, for an ordinary person, even if they could awaken the Necromancer skill, they might die before they could grow.

But Ray was different. In his hands, it could be said that Necromancer skills of B-class should have at least shot up to A-class, even close to S-class.

"Is King dead yet?" Ray peered through the whirlwind and immediately frowned.

King was still alive, even though his condition was extremely miserable.

As Ray looked using the skill Analyser, he snickered.

Soon, the mutation energy in King's body would be drained. When that happened, it would be the end of him.

Ray didn't let down his guard. The last thing he wanted to do was underestimate this guy.

You have to know that while Ray's body-strengthening skill barely increased his power, this King, who had Sage Art, possessed power equal to Ray's, despite Ray having spread his genes to so many women and getting the 100% increase in both strength and speed.

If not for his speed and defence, it would likely have been the end of Ray already.

Even though the Raven had taken the Berserk pill, which allowed it to firmly suppress King, its strength had still diminished.

Just then, under Ray's observation, nearly a hundred units of mutation energy King should have left vanished in an instant.

King returned to his original body and was instantly cut into pieces by the wind blades. Ray, watching this, scowled.

"Clone?"