I Got My System Late, But I'll Become Beastgod
Chapter 69: Shattering the Monarch’s Core

Chapter 69: Shattering the Monarch’s Core

Aamir’s fist slammed into the beast’s thick, pulsating veins, sending shockwaves rippling through its grotesque body. The vibrations traveled up his arm, numbing his knuckles for a split second before his body adjusted to the impact. The Thornfiend’s massive, writhing vines lashed out in retaliation, their thorns gleaming with venom, but Aamir moved like flowing water—each punch parrying, deflecting, countering.

Then—

A sinister presence loomed behind him.

A low hiss. The scent of decaying flora.

A Thornwine Flower lunged, its petal-like jaws widening, revealing rows of needle-like thorns dripping with sap.

Aamir’s instincts flared like fire in his gut. He twisted sharply, his boots grinding against the dirt, narrowly avoiding the strike. Without hesitation, he clenched his fist and drove it straight through the creature’s body. A sickening crunch echoed in the air, followed by a wet squelch as his hand pierced through fibrous flesh. The Thornwine convulsed, its limbs twitching wildly before slumping into the dirt.

At that moment—

[Congratulations! Job Class Acquired.]

A faint glow illuminated his vision.

[Job Class: Martial Combatant]

Enhances Strength and Agility while activated.

[Do you want to activate the Job Class? Yes / No]

Aamir didn’t hesitate. He remembered Luman’s words—this system existed to help him grow stronger. Without wasting time, he said—

"Yes."

A notification chimed.

[Job Class Activated: +5% Strength, +5% Agility.]

A surge of raw power flooded his body. His muscles tensed, his blood felt like liquid fire surging through his veins. His breathing deepened, his senses sharpened—the battlefield suddenly felt clearer, as if time itself had slowed.

Testing his newfound strength, he tightened his grip and struck a nearby vine—this time, instead of simply denting it, his fist shattered it completely. The impact sent tremors through the surrounding area, the sheer force ripping apart the plant’s structure.

Aamir grinned, rolling his shoulders. "Now we’re talking."

He surged forward, his fists becoming a flurry of devastating blows, tearing through the Thornfiend’s veins like a storm cutting through trees.

Beside him, Seenu conjured flames on his sword, the heat warping the air around him as he unleashed torrents of fire. The beast’s limbs blackened and cracked, its agonized screeches blending with the roaring flames.

Kunal was a phantom in the chaos, his daggers whispering death as he sliced through the Thornwine minions with surgical precision.

Raj, rarely one to rely on finesse, swung his massive sword with brute force, cleaving through the beast’s flesh, sap, and bone alike. Each swing sent shockwaves through the air, the impact reverberatingthrough Aamir’s chest.

Even with their combined might, the Thornfiend refused to die.

Aamir gritted his teeth. "There has to be a way to finish this."

Acold sensation brushed against his consciousness.

[Analysis Complete. Fatal Weakness Located.]

"Luman, what’s it saying?"

Luman’s voice echoed in his mind. "The heart. It’s hidden beneath its skeletal face. That’s the only way to kill it."

Aamir’s eyes snapped to the Thornfiend’s grotesque skull. Beneath it, buried deep within the vines, lay the beast’s core.

"I see it," he muttered.

Meanwhile...

Aafreen sprinted through the dense forest, her senses flaring with alarm. She could feel the monstrous presence growing stronger with every step.

"I have to get there before it’s too late," she whispered, pushing herself forward. "I won’t let those kids die."

Back on the Battlefield...

"But how do I reach it?" Aamir muttered. "I don’t have any long-range attacks, and I can’t just punch through all that."

Luman’s voice was calm. "There is a way. Channel your adrenaline energy into your sword—release it as a ranged attack."

Aamir clenched his fists. "Easier said than done. I’m running low on energy."

As if in response—

[Level Up!][Level Up!]

His eyes widened as system notifications appeared.

[You have leveled up through Mark of the Hunter.]

[Reward: Complete Energy Restoration.]

Luman chuckled. "Well, there’s your solution. Use it."

Aamir wasted no time. "Activate Complete Restore!"

Instantly, power flooded his body. The exhaustion vanished, his strength doubled, his energy surged back to full.

[Current Level: 22]

Aamir smirked. "Alright, let’s end this."

Turning to his teammates, he shouted, "I know how to kill this thing!"

Everyone turned to him.

"How?" they asked in unison.

Aamir pointed at the Thornfiend’s skull. "Its core is just beneath its skeleton. I need to slash through it."

Kunal narrowed his eyes. "And the problem?"

Aamir sighed. "There are two. First, I need to concentrate all my energy into a single attack, which means I can’t fight while I charge it up."

Raj rolled his shoulders. "That’s not a problem. We’ll handle the minions."

Aamir nodded. "The second problem is... I don’t have my sword."

Silence fell. His weapon was across the battlefield, completely out of reach.

Then—

"Here!"

Seenu tossed his own sword to Aamir.

Aamir caught it midair, but the moment his fingers wrapped around the hilt—

[Unauthorized Weapon Detected.]

[This weapon is not compatible with the Host. Temporary Use Allowed.]

He ignored the message.

Taking a deep breath, he raised the blade, focusing on his adrenaline energy.

The world dimmed.

Electric heat surged through his arms.

The blade in his hands hummed.

A crimson glow flared along its edge, heat rippling outward in waves of force. His chest burned, the energy coiling tighter, condensing, threatening to explode. The sword trembled in his grip, the energy within it coiling tighter, demanding release. Every heartbeat sent another pulse of raw force through his veins. The ground beneath him cracked, dust rising in thin wisps as his power reached its peak.

Kunal stepped forward, his Neerakshetra eyes shimmering. The intricate patterns within them shifted—no, expanded.

His vision changed.

Threads—thin, glowing lines—spread across his sight.

Every weakness. Every opening.

Kunal smirked. "I see it."

He vanished.

A blur of motion.

A single step, and he was already cutting through the Thornwine Flowers with terrifying precision.

"One."

He reappeared for a split second—then disappeared again.

"Two."

Another slash.

"Three."

His body moved like a phantom, every strike perfectly placed.

"Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine."

Kunal landed softly, his daggers dripping with black blood.

Then—he whispered.

"Ten."

Every Thornwine Flower in the battlefield collapsed.

Every single one.

The battlefield fell silent.

Aamir smirked. "Damn, Kunal. Show-off."

Kunal just shrugged. "You gonna kill this thing or what?"

Aamir exhaled, steadying his grip. He felt his adrenaline energy surging into the blade, condensing into a single, deadly slash.

The Thornfiend roared, sensing its doom. It lashed out desperately, but Raj and Seenu intercepted its attacks, keeping it pinned.

Aamir’s eyes locked onto its skull.

"Time to die."

With a single, explosive swing—he unleashed his attack.

A crescent-shaped slash of pure energy tore through the battlefield, cutting through vines, through the monster’s defenses—

And straight into its core.

The Thornfiend let out an ear-piercing shriek as its body convulsed.

Then—

It exploded.

[Congratulations! You have slain a Monarch-Class Beast: Abyssal Thornfiend.]

[Reward: Title Acquired – Beast Slayer.]

Aamir’s system flickered.

[Title: Beast Slayer]

Increases damage against beast-type enemies by 10%.

He exhaled, lowering his sword.

It was finally over.

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