Reincarnated in the Villainous Lust System!

Chapter 150 Beast titan tingle

With a quick gesture, I tapped the mage on the shoulder, my voice sharp and urgent as I sought to get his attention."Hey!" I called out, my eyes flickering between him and the beast, "You're about to kill it! I need to do it!"

The mage turned, his eyes wide with surprise as he registered my presence, the magic in his hands fading as he processed my words.

"What? Why?" he demanded, his tone sharp and imperious as he regarded me with a skeptical gaze, "You're just a kid. Why should I listen to you?"

"I need to defeat it," I said, standing my ground as I faced him, my voice earnest, "If you kill it, I won't be able to claim the reward. I need to be the one to take it down."

The mage's eyes narrowed, his gaze raking over my form as he considered my words. His expression was unreadable, but I could sense the conflict within him, the warring emotions that tugged at his mind.

With a low grunt, the mage conceded, his shoulders sagging as he relented.

"Whatever," he muttered, his tone laced with a begrudging acceptance as he stepped back, allowing me to face the bison on my own.

He turned away and left to meet another beast.

The bison snorted, its muscles tensing as it prepared to charge, its eyes fixed on me with a single-minded ferocity.

I readied myself, my wind fan poised in my hands and I unleashed a powerful gust of air towards the beast, the magic swirling around me in a tornado of force.

The bison roared, its massive form plowing through the air as it tried to close the distance between us.

But the wind was strong, buffeting the creature's advance as I did my best to hold it at bay.

The beast bellowed, its massive body surging forward as it fought against the magic, its muscles straining as it sought to overpower my wind magic.

With a flick of my fan, I sent a vortex, the air swirling around the bison in a fierce cyclone that threatened to lift it off its feet.

But the beast was not easily deterred, its sheer size and weight enabling it to push forward, its hooves tearing up the cobblestones as it moved to close the gap.

The beast let out a roar of frustration, its eyes wild with rage as it fought against the wind, its body swaying from side to side as it struggled to stay upright.

And then, with a sudden shift, the beast managed to break free of the gust, its hooves finding purchase as it regained its footing

With a guttural roar, the bison charged, its body surging forward with renewed speed and ferocity.

I ducked, my body rolling to the side as I narrowly avoided the beast's charge, my magic sweeping around me as i activated propelling and leaped out of the bison's path.

But the beast was too quick, its massive form pivoting as it tried to close the distance, its eyes gleaming with a deadly intent.

The beast's momentum carried it forward, its massive body slamming into a nearby building with a deafening crash, the walls and ceiling caving in beneath its weight.

The beast let out a bellow of pain, its body shivering with rage as it struggled to free itself from the rubble, the flickering flames of the nearby fire licking at its fur.

With a roar of triumph, I unleashed the vortex, the air swirling around the bison in a raging maelstrom that threatened to carry it off its feet.

The creature bellowed, its massive form lifted off the ground as the wind buffeted it with devastating force, its hooves scrabbling for purchase as it sought to resist the power of the magic.

And then, with a sudden gust, the bison was thrown backwards, its massive form colliding with a nearby wall with a sickening crack.

The bison didn't move again after that but I didn't want to take any chances. I ran towards it and plunged my fans into its neck, slicing it open and causing blood to drip out onto the ground.

After a while of the beast bleeding out onto the sandy ground, the screen came to life.

[1 kill, + 10mp]

[Side mission completed]

[Reward: Master Vortex]

The wind magic dissipated, the air settling into a still silence as I surveyed the smoldering ruins of the battlefield.

The city was in chaos, fires raging amidst the wreckage as the soldiers fought to hold back the tide of invaders.

I could see, in the flickering light of the flames, that the battle was still raging, the night air filled with the sounds of clashing steel and magic.

But amidst the chaos, I could feel a shift in the balance of power. The tide was turning, the forces of the invaders faltering in the face of the defenders' fierce resistance.

As the magic drained from my body, the exhaustion hit me with the force of a physical blow, my legs threatening to buckle beneath me as I swayed on my feet.

"I need to rest," I thought, my mind battling with my weary body as I sought to resist the pull of exhaustion.

I glanced around, my eyes searching for a place to sit, the ground littered with debris and bodies.

The exhaustion that gripped me was a stark reminder of the limitations of my one star mage status.

While the system had granted me access to new skills and abilities, my body was still weak, unaccustomed to the strain of battle.

My wind magic, while powerful, was draining, requiring a level of stamina and endurance that I simply did not possess.

And as I stood on the smoldering battlefield, my limbs trembling with fatigue, I realized that my strength was waning, my body reaching its limit.

Just as I was about to succumb to exhaustion, the familiar tingle that signified the presence of a beast titan swept through my body, the magic coursing through my veins with renewed strength.