By midday, his level counter had moved to 158 and the EXP bar was progressing steadily toward 159. He paused on a transit island to eat from the wilderness ration packs in his inventory, standing while he did it because sitting felt unnecessary, and reviewed the panel.
Then he moved to the next cluster.
The target was at the far end of the fourth cluster's largest island. He had spotted it from the transit position, the system scan registering it as a single entity rather than a group, which at this island level meant something that operated alone because it could.
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[Celestial Dreadhorn]
Threat Level: 129
HP: 134,500 / 134,500
Physical Attack: 2,340–2,780
Physical Defense: 2,100–2,460
Magic Resistance: 1,780–2,040
