The Regressed Mercenary's Machinations

Chapter 611

The Cyclops is nothing short of a legendary creature. While it exists in reality, spotting one is nearly impossible due to its rarity.

Its strength and size rival any monster, surpassed only by dragons.

So, what would happen if someone managed to slay such a beast single-handedly?

"Then I’ll be known as the 'Cyclops Slayer'!"

Kaor, already bearing titles like Ogre Slayer and King of Northern Hides, had once felt satisfied with his accolades. But now, as a superhuman, those titles felt insufficient. He craved something more striking, more profound.

The Cyclops was the perfect opportunity to quench that desire. Even if Dragon Slayer was out of reach, Cyclops Slayer seemed achievable.

Kaor’s swords moved with lightning speed, his relentless focus on crippling the Cyclops.

Since becoming a superhuman, his movements had evolved. While they still appeared wild and savage, they now carried a sharpness rivaling even Ghislain’s.

Shhk! Shhk! Shhk! Shhk!

With methodical precision, Kaor continued to strike at the Cyclops’s ankles. Though it would take time, he was confident he could bring it down.

Those watching Kaor’s steady performance hesitated to intervene.

Gordon turned to Lukas beside him.

"Shouldn’t we jump in? He looks like he can handle it, but it’s taking too long."

Lukas frowned. "It’d be faster if we just killed it together."

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