The Inheritor

All his friends solemnly nodded and meditated all their roles with utmost focus; all of them had absolute trust towards Quinn, so there hesitation for accepting the plan.

"Lastly, Lardo you"re also responsible for rescuing and retreating the injured ones, so always be on full alert."

The last part was actually for Boris, all of them knew Boris"s recklessness and he"s bound to have grave injuries after fighting. So he asked Lardo to pick Boris while they were retreating. But this also means they will have to leave Quinn to find himself against the crab, like war deserters.

Sure thing the dumb Boris didn"t suspect a thing but Kallis and Lardo were astute and sharp enough to see through Quinn hidden meaning. Boris was just cluelessly nodding while Kallis and Lardo were frowning.

Just as Kallis was about to refute Quinn stopped him.

"I"m informing you guys the plan not asking for suggestions, so you better follow as planned."

Quinn coldly reprehended his friends like he used to boss around his subordinates. Though he was friendly and affable in this life Quinn had to nail his plan into these kids to save unnecessary troubles.

Quinn had a clear understanding of Boris"s temper; Boris can be more stubborn than a mule, turning his back to his comrades is one thing he was absolutely against, after all, he"s a typical muscle head. Once he learns the entire plan he"s surely made a great fuss out of it.

It was like the time itself froze, Kallis never expected something this dramatic. Lardo was utterly shocked at Quinn"s sudden flare of temper; none of them have ever seen an angry Quinn. Quinn would always put his poker face and clear eyes.

Like always Boris was more clueless than just born, he"s yet figured out whether Quinn is really scolding them or kidding with them.

*cough* Quinn broke the silence with a cough and regretted slightly overdoing.

"Whatever just stick to the plan. Boris follows my lead, Lardo and Kallis position yourselves behind this rock and only show up after my signal."

Quinn quickly shot the orders as he moved towards their target. His roommates woke from the stupor and quickly followed Quinn"s orders. Kallis and Lardo leaned against the giant rock while Boris followed Quinn, Quinn sneaked near the crab.

"Boris that"s the Crab, you see that bulge over there that the point. Strike it with your most powerful punch and pull back to recover a bit before engaging the crab."

"After that try to draw the crab from the nest, I"ll sneak attack and give a fatal blow."

Quinn instructed Boris while they were moving, the location was a just five-minute walk from the giant rock but Quinn and Boris were sneaking to the crab, they were slower than a snail.

Though Elgar a.s.sured that the crabs wouldn"t wake unless they were forcefully torn apart from their nest holes; Quinn didn"t want to take his chances with his first hunt after rebirth, moreover it would be a miracle if the crabs managed to sleep in between the ruckus his friends were making.

Boris followed Quinn instruction down to the word; he sneaks next to the crab and steadied his stands. He tightened his muscles and took a deep breath, all his muscles were wiggling and shivering to show the extreme pressure they were handling.

Then he drew his hand, did a few trails to practice his aim and then sent an ear piercing and wind-shattering punch at crab"s sh.e.l.l.

*BANG*

The rocks were endlessly shivering and the Crab"s sh.e.l.l got few cracks and slowly the cracks expanded forming cobwebs. Boris retreated a few steps to gasp and recover, he was heavily panting while his hands were shivering like an old man with weak nerves.

Obviously, the punch took a toll on Boris but with few heavy breaths he was visibly recovering his stamina, this is most amazing characteristics of "Herculean Muscle Art" not only did it give robust muscles, but this body refining art also gave the pract.i.tioners inhumane resilience and recovery.

The attack earlier was nothing but a straight punch with extreme focus. Only Boris executed the punch with every bit of energy thus the power behind that simple punch far exceeded any normal attack.

After a few moments, the cobwebs stopped developing once it entirely covered the crab. Despite his weak condition Boris hopefully observed the Crab see if he finished it off in one blow.

The next moment the cracked sh.e.l.l fell apart piece by piece, seeing this scene a broad smile appeared on Boris"s tired face. But the scene didn"t play out as he wished.

Suddenly the Crab sh.e.l.l burst and shatter into pieces the shards flew towards Boris, Boris promptly covered his face with a hand and rolled back to escape from the projectile.

After a few moments Boris stood up with great effort, the shards managed to pierce his hands and back despite his quick reflex. The pain numbed his limbs but the moment he saw the figure before him Boris literally froze for a second.

****

"hahaha"

"You dare to let your guard down after that puny strike, hilarious *tsk**tsk* kids these days and what "s a little monkey behind the rock does. Did he totally froze in fright."

The old man was laughing till his eye teared, he was laughing like a comedy show audience. In fact, these kids were his only entertainment so even if their play wasn"t really funny he would laugh and roll on the floor.

Actually, he has seen too many scenes like Boris and it wasn"t really a blunder or fault. The old man"s just a bit crazy.

***

Quinn was carefully watching from his hideout near the nest, but dust completely blinded his vision and Quinn had an ominous feeling once the Crab sh.e.l.l burst.

After few moments the dust settled and Quinn found Boris a few meters away from the nest curled up like a pangolin. Everything happened too quick that even Quinn couldn"t react, but thanks to Boris"s lightening reflex he escaped with few scratches.

A giant black silhouette slowly emerged from nest hole, it"s the Dark Star Crab. The crab had a hard black sh.e.l.l and 5 pairs of long legs, beads of sweat dripped down his forehead seeing the beast. This is the largest crab Quinn"s ever encountered; actually, the crab was just about the size of a lion, it was just too big for a 5-year-old kid.

Quinn was mainly caught off guard because of the mindset. Quinn"s strength became his weakness, if Boris was white sheet then Quinn"s a book filled with stories.

So Boris always considered the crabs as a threat but in Quinn"s eyes crabs are just items in his menu and animals he could squash with bare hands so never bothered to put his guard against a crab.