I Become Master of Danger Zones as Incubus With Mastery In Genetic

With the idea of a potentially powerful monster in his rank, Alros made his way into the area, ready to confront, and if possible, beat and capture the monsters.

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A loud growl escaped its throat as it looked at it's surrounding. It inhale the scent of the swamp, his home, his birthright. Yet, as he did so, he smell the repugnant smell of another human.

He had killed many that dared to pass his turf, most of it being humans, as well as some being that looked human but don't smell like one. In the end, if they step into his territory, he will make sure they will not leave.

It stalk towards the origin of the scent, ready to maul another man.

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"Well, looks like I find the abode of the monster," Alros said to himself, looking at the chamber under the tree, built inside bottom of the tree, an opening that can only be found between the large roots.

Inside, he could see the skeleton of humans, all sprawled around. He take a quick look around, hoping to find it's weapon, which left him disappointed, as he did not find one.

This left him with one possibilities, the monster had left his home and walked outside, likely in search of meal. Which is both good news and bad news for him.

Good news because he don't need to face the monster right away. Bad news is because the monster is out there, and there is a chance it had spotted him before he spotted it. Which can be fatal for him.

He prepared himself, using his Mana Sense in hope of finding the monster first. powered by mvle-mp|y|r

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In the end, the two combatants spot one another at the same time. It also allowed Alros to dodge as the monster in question grab a boulder and chuck it at him, forcing him to dodge the large projectile.

It did not take long for Alros to recognize the monster, forcing him to growl in frustration.

"Swamp Ogre. It has to be a Swamp Ogre," Swamp Ogre is a species of ogre, an already large and powerful monsters on it's own right. Swamp Ogre is called that because it is an ogre that live in swamps, so, not really hard to guess why it was called that.

As for the designation of an ogre, it because of it's size and abilities. Goblins, orcs, ogres, and trolls are classified under humonoid monsters, under class Fiend by the Arcana Divine Empire Scholar. The monsters of the fiend class are differentiated by it's size.

So Goblin < Hobgoblin < Orc < Ogre < Troll. Goblins are the size of children, while hobgoblins, believe to be goblins that manage to evolve into bigger goblins, are the same or slightly bigger than men. As for orcs, they are bigger than hobgoblins, but not by much with their bodies having more defined muscles than the more fat hobgoblins.

Then, there is Ogre and Troll, the giant of the Fiend. Ogre alone is as tall as one and a half orcs standing on one another, while Trolls are two orcs standing on one another. While it may seem as Trolls are the more powerful Fiend, it is not the case for dangerousness.

While Trolls are lumbering giants capable of destroying villages on their own, Ogre is more dangerous due to their unique skills.

"Crap," Alros dodge the moving plants that about to snare him. He cursed himself, eying his surrounding with greater care. Along with Goblin Shamans and Orc Shamans, Ogre are one of the spell casters of the Fiend.

Which make them a pain to fight. Swamp Ogres are more adapt in controlling both plants and water, making the swamp a death zone if one is forced to face one.

He let his wings out and unleash his aura, hoping to weaken his opponent. To his dismay, the monster merely roared at him before charging at him, swinging it's club like a maniac. It's one of the weakness of weaker demon. While their intimidation and forcing other monsters to submit to them work on weaker monsters, the same did not hold true for stronger one.

He dodge the attack, barely. He flew upward before taking his spear and throwing at the Ofre, who merely let it hit it. The spear could not even pierce it skin, the monster taking the weapon out and throwing it aside.

"This is hard," he growled, thinking of retreating. In the end, the allure of having a Swamp Ogre in his rank make him stay.

He decide to attack the monsters from a long range, blasting it with magic and spear. Unfortunately, the Ogre is adept in magic, creating water wall and dome of plant to block his attack.

Realizing this, Alros decided to bring in more reinforcement. Portal opened as Demonic Goblins come out, equip with bows and arrows. They began to rain down projectiles upon the larger monsters.

Yet, it did not care as it roared loudly, causing the goblins to shriek with the exception of Gobruk. As he was about to order another volley, his goblins pointed their arrows to him.

"What are you doing?! Attack the monster down there!" he ordered. The goblins pointed down, but another growl make them change their target. Realizing in horror of what is happening, Alros unleashed his aura and forced the goblins to enter the system space, realizing they would be useless against the larger Fiend.

He did the same with Gobruk. While his right-hand goblin able to resist, who knew how long it would last. He look downwards the Ogre, who chuck more spells and projectiles at him.

With a heavy sigh, Alros left the area, knowing he is too weak to face off against the monster, the idea leaving sour taste in his mouth.

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"A Swamp Ogre!" the receptionist exclaimed in shock. Alros grimly nodded.

"I don't have any evidence but-"

"I believe you," the receptionist stopped him. "It also make sense why no one survive entering the area. Swamp Ogre are classed as high B-rank monsters, that could reach the A-rank depending on it's age and experience. It is the second most dangerous after Trolls.

You will be compensate for this greatly. As for the area, we will have to cordon it so there will be no more unnecessary casualties," the man sighed, his face aged 10 years older.

"We have to do our best to remove such threat, but none of the B-ranks could handle such monsters, not to mention, the number of casualties we likely face. It will be good if we can get A-ranks to deal with them, but it would be hard to do so," the statement is both relieving and worried to the incubus in disguise.

After all, he wanted revenge for the humiliating defeat he suffered, and he wanted to do so with his hands. However, he knew he is not strong enough to handle such monsters on his own. It probably took him becoming Archdemon for him to stand a chance, but who knew how long it would take for him to achieve the prequisite of the evolution?