Strongest Grimoire Of The Gods

Chapter 9: Hypnosis

The ivory tusks weren't just large; they were menacingly sharp, each point glistening like polished daggers under the sunlight.

Tyr's eyes widened in sheer terror as if he had seen a ghost, his mouth falling open to reveal teeth tightly clenched in fear.

As he fell, he desperately attempted to grab onto the branches around him, but the impact from each collision was too much, causing him to be thrown off course like a deadweight, flailing helplessly.

With no other options, he had to face what was coming to him. He inhaled sharply and shut his eyes tightly as he thought to himself:

'Fuck! I was beginning to like this world but I have no other choice... Disappea--' He stopped himself at the last moment. 'Wait! I still have one more spell. Hypnosis...

I need a round object. Where can I get that right now? Think! Think god damn it!'

He was now just a mere foot away from being skewered by the tusks, his heart pounding like a war drum.

'The orb from the Earth Wolf! But wait, it's too late to reach for that.'

His face came merely 5 inches from the tusks. The boar was ready to go, steam coming from its snout.

4 inches away. 3... 2...

And then, Tyr got a sudden realization.

'Something round... of course! I've had it all along. Hypnosis!' He said, staring into the eyes of the boar with a focused gaze as he began to move his pupils from left to right.

It took a mere millisecond to perform this maneuver, and as soon as he did, he shouted in his mind: 'Move your tusks!'

The boar's pupils turned a hazy blue as it forcefully moved its head to the side and dug its tusks into the earth.

Tyr fell onto the ground, thudding like a barbell. A painful cough racked his body, but with sheer determination, he pushed himself back to his feet.

"HAHAHA! NOT TODAY, MOTHERFUCKERS!" he bellowed, thrusting both middle fingers into the sky.

The criteria to use Hypnosis was to move a round object in front of the eyes of the subject from left to right, and one's pupils were perfect for such a thing.

Of course, it would be easy for people to forget about their eyes since they were a part of their own body.

"Phew!" Tyr exclaimed, "But that... was way too damn close. If I hadn't realized that I could use my eyes I would have been dead. I gave up on the Disappear spell too... maybe I shouldn't have put all of my eggs in one basket by relying on my own wits to save me. Then again, I am still alive.

Hahaha!" He put his hands on his hips and proudly laughed to himself.

But then, he spotted the slime on the tree and felt his blood boil: "You useless sack of shit! Turns out you were the biggest threat out of them all. But... at least you made me learn a valuable lesson. Never again will I underestimate anything in this world... I have too much of a reason to stay here to be making foolish decisions like that."

He turned, facing the boar. Even though he was using Hypnosis on it, Tyr was still a bit skeptical.

After all, it was a big-ass demonic-looking boar that was trying to kill him only seconds ago.

He tip-toed near it, only to have it suddenly pull its tusks out of the ground and swing them toward the boy's face.

Tyr was thankfully just out of its range, or else he would have copped quite the scar.

"Did the hypnosis already run out!?" He shouted in confusion, taking multiple steps back.

"I see... so it doesn't last for long. I hope that will improve as I get better at Aura or using spells and shit."

Although Tyr was still on edge, he wasn't nearly as scared as before.

"I already conquered you. I can do it again." He said with a confident expression, staring the beast down. As soon as he captured its eye contact, he moved his eyes from left to right again slowly.

A hazy blue color coated the pig's pupils again.

"Lay down on your stomach."

The boar didn't waste a single second and did exactly what Tyr commanded.

With that, Tyr ran forward with his sharp stick and drove it down into the softest part of the boar's underbelly.

Crimson blood splattered across his face and body, but he continued his frenzied assault, driven by adrenaline. After a barrage of stick stabs, he was covered in blood and even some guts, but it was finally over.

'Red blood... It's a lot harder to get used to than the green shit.' Tyr mused, breathing heavily as he looked at the gory scene below him.

[You have slain a Carniboar.]

[You leveled up!]

[You leveled up!]

[You leveled up!]

'Three levels!? And It's fairly easy to kill them using Hypnosis too. But there's also the risk of being ambushed or caught off guard. If I make a single mistake or am fighting against multiple of these, I'll easily get butchered. I still need to be careful.'

He turned to face the slime on the tree, but it had disappeared again.

Looking to the side, he saw the little grub trying to run away on the other side of the tree. It was moving slowly, its slimy body inching along the ground.

"Where do you think you're going?" Tyr called out, raising his stick. He aimed carefully, his eyes narrowing as he focused on the target.

With a swift, powerful motion, Tyr hurled the stick at the slime. The weapon flew through the air, slicing through the light and shadow of the forest.

It went right through the middle of the beast, digging into the dirt with a satisfying thud. The slime quivered for a moment before going still.

"Bullseye," Tyr said with a smirk, feeling a surge of satisfaction as he watched the creature lie motionless.

[You have slain a Slime.]

[You leveled up!]

[Current level: 10]

[Congratulations! You have met the requirements to receive your next spell.]

"Finally... now what is it going to be? Please be something powerful..."

[New spell: ...]