Jacob felt quite strange with his newly awakened physical instinct, but he didn't give in and controlled that strange urge to enter a fistfight with that Shadow Wraith.
The next moment, the Black Titan appeared, which now fits perfectly in his new hand, and he took a shot at the wraith's face.
However, to his surprise, a dark hue suddenly lit up on the wraith's body, and the bullet completely passed through it like it was just an illusion. Jacob's expression changed as it was the first time an opponent was able to react so quickly and even dodge his bullet.
The Shadow Wraith was extremely dangerous as he couldn't read or predict its moments.
The Wraith Race was one of the tops of the Dark Being Races in the Dark Beings hierarchy, and they were also called the Killers of Night. They were always merciless, even towards their own kind, and lived alone in shadows and preyed on anything that fancied them, and they could sense fear from miles away. The more fear their prey have, the more enjoyable their hunt and impossible to escape.
However, only 1 in 100,000 Skeleton Grand Warriors can evolve into the direction of a Wraith, and if someone showed signs, their own kind would like to get rid of them before they turned into a full-fledged Wraith since they were more of a disaster than help.
Jacob knew he had encountered a tricky opponent, and suddenly, the Wraith suddenly moved into the darkness before slipping right into it, vanishing completely.
"Are there more or them?" Jacob asked while he felt ill at ease since he knew that guy hadn't retreated at all. In fact, he was going to attack very soon, so he quickly asked Immortika if there were more such deadly dark beings around here.
"Hehe, I don't think the others would dare to wander into the Shadow Wraith territory unless it was another Shadow Wraith. So, no, there are no more. At least for now. Hehehe…"
Jacob was glad to hear it, and his eyes turned sharp, and the next moment, he ran!
He wasn't an idiot to wait for that Shadow Wraith to attack him where he can't even sense its movement. No matter how much his body was screaming at him to stop and fight, his mind was calm and collected.
"What the hell is happening? I know there is something you're not telling me about this new aspect!" Jacob coldly questioned Immortika as he ran toward the inheritor checkpoint.
"The Fighting Giant Spirit is a combat-related aspect, so what do you expect? Hehehe… I've told you enough. Besides, as long as you have a strong mind, I don't think you need to worry about your raw instincts." Immortika wrote.
Jacob pursed his lips and wanted to say something when he suddenly sidestepped, nearly losing his balance, and smashed into the maze wall.
But his eyes were focused on the blade and bony hand appearing within the shadows, and the next moment, the Shadow Wraith crept out. Now, the swords in its hands were shimming in dark hue as if it was going to try something new since sneak attacks were not working on Jacob because of his high sensitivity.
"Humph, since you're alone, you can die." Jacob coldly uttered before using, 'Slumber Hex!'
He has been avoiding using it since he needed to recharge the hex mana afterward. Furthermore, for a moment, he disdained the use of this spell, which would lead to an easy victory, and Jacob found that notion absurd as he knew his mind was being affected by that strange instinct.
So, now he was no longer as happy as before of awakening that physical aspect, and it no longer seemed to be harmless at all. In fact, it was as dangerous as the Fluid Acceleration if he had no control over it.
The next moment, the Shadow Wraith, who was preparing some spell, suddenly stopped as the swords in its hand dropped, and he wobbled before falling to the ground.
Jacob was pleased with that result, and without hesitation, he moved and stomped his massive feet over the Wrath's hooded head, and the sound of a skull encased in a glass being smashed into pieces rang.
Thereby, Jacob then felt a sliver of coldness suddenly enter his body before it instantly vanished into his hex magic core. He felt it too many times, as it only happened whenever he killed a dark being who met the criteria for his hex core evaluation.