Lord of the Time: I Can Reincarnate Infinitely-Chapter 516 - : Arrived at the Wilderness

After their victorious battle against the Bellwire Wolf, the group gathered around the fallen beast, their expressions a mix of exhaustion and relief. Thomas, wiping sweat from his brow, turned to his teammates, his voice carrying a note of sincere gratitude. "We definitely owe George a big thanks," he said, gesturing towards their gleaming weapons. "These made all the difference today."

Each member of the group nodded in agreement, taking turns to express their appreciation for the high-quality equipment that had undoubtedly tipped the scales in their favor. "With my old sword, I doubt I could have landed half of those hits," admitted Jana, a swift-footed rogue whose new dagger had sliced through the wolf’s tough hide as if it were parchment.

Lars, the group’s stalwart defender, chimed in, his heavy shield resting against his leg. "This shield absorbed those hits like a charm. That clone attack would’ve flattened me otherwise."

As they spoke, one of the younger members of the team, Ethan, was carefully cutting a specific body part from the wolf, following Thomas’s instructions. "This should be enough to prove our kill at the guild," he said, holding up a large, gnarly fang.

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Thomas nodded, his thoughts already on the reward. "That’s 300 silver coins for us," he mused aloud. "We could even ask George to craft some silver-tier equipment with this kind of payout."

Mia, always practical, started organizing the cleanup of the scene. "Let’s make sure we dispose of the rest of this carcass properly. The last thing we want is other monsters sniffing around here." She pointed out that according to the monster encyclopedia, Bellwire Wolf meat was inedible and its stench notoriously potent.

"Right, no point in leaving a mess for others or ourselves to deal with later," agreed Lars, beginning to help Ethan drag the remnants of the wolf away from their campsite.

As they worked, the conversation occasionally drifted back to George’s incredible skills as a blacksmith. "If he keeps this up, he’ll be the talk of not just our town but the whole region," Jana speculated with a hint of pride. "Imagine what we could achieve with even better gear."

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As Caleb strolled through the bustling streets of Samuel Town with his characteristic old man shuffle, he suddenly sneezed, a startled expression crossing his weathered face. "Who’s bad-mouthing me now?" he muttered under his breath, unaware that the remarkable weapons and equipment he had crafted were drastically improving the lives of adventurers far and wide.

His steps were slow but purposeful, and today they were leading him towards the unknown challenges of the Extreme Wilderness. He hadn’t been this way before, so occasionally, he would stop passersby with a polite nod and a frail smile, asking for directions. People were mostly helpful, though some looked at him curiously, wondering what an old man like him could possibly want in such a dangerous place.

Caleb’s thoughts wandered as he walked. He pondered the C-rank quest he had picked up—a task that required him to hunt down and kill five level 2 monsters. To most adventurers, this was a formidable challenge, but for Caleb, whose powers could obliterate entire planets, it was nothing more than a leisurely stroll. The thought barely excited him. "Even the mightiest level 4 monsters documented in this world can only destroy cities," he mused to himself. "And the Grand Arc Mage of the kingdom, revered and powerful, might at best be capable of wiping out a continent."

The disparity in power left Caleb somewhat disenchanted. There was no real threat or challenge that could stimulate the thrill of battle for him here. However, he recognized the value in this expedition—it was a chance to familiarize himself with the local geography, the creatures that inhabited it, and the ecological nuances of this new world. Continue reading on novelbuddy

As Caleb entered the fringes of the Extreme Wilderness, the scenery shifted dramatically. The city’s cobblestone paths gave way to rugged, untamed dirt trails that snaked through dense, overgrown forests. The air grew thicker, filled with the musky scent of moss and wildflowers, mingling with the earthy dampness of undergrowth. Birds of vivid colors flitted through the canopy, their calls echoing mysteriously in the distance.

"The Grand Arc Mage, hailed as the pinnacle of power back in the kingdom, is but a gold-tier adventurer. But who’s to say there aren’t beings far stronger hidden in the distant corners of this world or lurking in uncharted territories?" he mused aloud.

He paused, leaning against a gnarled tree whose bark was as rough as old scars. "Consider the Angels’ Garden, the Black Continent, and even this Extreme Wilderness," Caleb continued, his gaze sweeping over the dense forest. "They say less than 1% of these places have been explored. What unknown horrors, or marvels, lie in that 99%?"

As he walked, his nose wrinkled at the damp, musty air that clung to the underbrush. "This stench," he grimaced, "it’s like the breath of a decaying beast left to rot under the sun." He glanced around at the skeletal trees stretching their bony fingers towards a gray, overcast sky. "These trees, they’re like the lifeless bones of giants, strewn carelessly across a graveyard where no sunlight dares to tread."

Caleb’s eyes held a spark of curiosity despite his grim descriptions. Every so often, he’d stoop to examine a peculiar plant or a strange insect, his mind cataloguing each new discovery. "This wilderness," he concluded, "it’s a library of natural secrets, each one begging to be read. And I suppose, in its own eerie way, it’s beautiful."

Despite the foreboding atmosphere, Caleb felt a thrilling pulse of excitement. The unknown always drew him like a moth to flame—whether it was potential foes that could match or even exceed his strength, or simply the promise of discovering powers that could push him beyond the boundaries of what he thought was possible

Caleb was itching to fight someone who was stronger than him. Of course, to the level that the power of the enemy would overwhelm him. For instance, the being covered in light that manage to kill him instantly. It did not give him a challenge or thrill since he died quickly. What he wants was enemies that are powerful than him but to the level that she could still barely defend himself. Only in that way would he gain battle experience and becomes stronger and learn.