Alchemist In The Apocalypse: Rise Of A Legend!

Just for survival.

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[Ace POV],

'Damn'

'Why did I just do that?' I was just about to nock another arrow onto my bow when a surprising incident happened.

Though I was aware that the world was changing, or had already changed, as things that were once considered impossible may now become possible as the term "common sense" becomes extinct.

However, the sight of a 12-year-old boy being the cause of a massive creature's injury is illogical.

Common sense was not supposed to abandon me so quickly.

After being forced to halt its charge, the mutated eagle turned its gaze to Anna and me and let out a loud screech before opening its mouth and releasing a massive fireball the size of a man's torso at us.

I'm not sure when a crow appeared in front of me, but it charged at the fireball coming our way before transforming into a dense swarm of crows just before the fireball could touch it.

Only after using a large number of bodies to neutralize the size and power of the fireball did the crows merge into one and flee the area of attack where the fireball would strike.

Anna and I were able to escape the area of attack unscathed thanks to Anna Crow's timely intervention.

Because anna would drag me down and was better at being a support from behind from what I'd seen, I told her to find a place to hide and help when needed, which she gladly accepted.

I looked at the mutant eagle in the sky as I ran at full speed and released the nocked arrow from my bow at it.

My arrow didn't even make it to the mutated eagle in the air before it opened its mouth and spit a mini fireball at it, turning it to ash.

But that arrow wasn't meant to hurt it in the first place, so I used the spell gem to add a gale spell to the arrow I shot just after the mutated eagle destroyed the former arrow.

Stunned by the sudden arrow, the mutated eagle in the air purposely lost control of its body and fell shapely from the air.

After avoiding the gale arrow, the mutated eagle regained control of its body and attempted to fly again, but would it have thought that the moment it attempted to fly again, a familiar red blinding light would shoot at it again?

It took everything it had to barely avoid the red attack, only to want to fly up again and find an arrow embedded in its right wing.

It lost control of its body and plummeted from the sky, crashing to the ground.

My back was drenched in sweat at this point, the same as the young boy not far from me.

This type of battle was not meant for me.

But I'll do anything to stay alive.

I'm still not sure why I'm trying to survive, but I'm not going to die in this world without seeing my mother at least.

I'm not sure why I have this drive, but I'm going to follow it.

It's funny how I claim I can't feel things well but still do contradictory things as a result of them.

And the strangest part was that I was getting excited.

I'm not sure why I get this feeling whenever I fight something and my chances of winning are slim.

This is what was going through my head when I felt hot, or more accurately when something hot was coming my way.

'Sh*t,' I thought as I ducked down and narrowly avoided the fireball aimed at me.

But I wasn't completely unharmed.

During the exchange, a portion of my skin was burned.

I hadn't even had a chance to catch my breath after the previous exchange when another fireball was directed at me.

'Ayo, Mr. Sir Eagle, there are clearly two people actively attacking you right now, so why am I the only one being violated, huh?' I thought as I narrowly escaped the fireball with severe burns.

Because of the mutated eagle assault attacks on me, I could only nock an arrow but not shoot because all I was doing at this point was jumping around.

I was about to bet on myself and shoot the nocked arrow on my bow with a gale spell added to it regardless of whether it hit or not, but thankfully I didn't have to because a dozen crows gathered around the mutated eagle before I could shoot.

'As one would expect from an epic skill. Just one of the crow skills to make an absurd number is powerful." I thought, Ignoring the part where I don't even know how high epic is.

That wasn't the only thing.

The crows suddenly exploded after interrupting the monster's attack, bringing an intense gush of wind with it.

Yes, they blew up.

Though I could tell that if one of the crows exploded, the damage would be less than that of the one in front of me but it was different if they were many.

Perhaps it's because of its low level.

Not to be outdone, I aimed the nocked arrow at the cloud of dust created by the explosion and attempted something I had never done before.

Or perhaps it is more accurate to say that I never had the opportunity to do so.

No matter how many times I used the spell gem to cast a gale spell, I always felt a portion of my mana being drawn out of me, and the amount that was drawn was always the same every time.

But I could tell that adding more mana to the spell gem would allow me to cast a more dangerous and improved gale spell.

But I never did this before because the amount of mana I had inside of me was limited in the first place, and I couldn't bear the thought of experimenting with something that was both limited and critical to my survival in this type of environment, but it appears I'll have to change my plans.

Because I believe a solid attack is required to deal solid damage to the mutated eagle.

Having made this decision, I poured the majority of my mana into the spell gem as I felt the mana within me being sucked dry.

The good news was that my plan to launch a strong attack was successful, as the arrow nocked to my bow began to emit a bright light.

I finally came to a halt after sucking all of the mana from my body.

I was already panting and felt like I might drop at any moment at this point.

As the dust from the explosion settled, I prepared to shoot.

Because I only had one shot, I had to make it count.

What I didn't expect was that after the dust settled, a laser beam-like attack was already heading my way.

Not wanting to waste the arrow attached to my bow, I used a technique that not everyone is capable of using with a bow and arrow.

Archer's paradox.

As I shot the arrow and made it bend to curve and avoid the eagle's attack, I watched as my attack got closer to the eagle as the eagle's attack finally hit me and my vision went blank

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