Lord of the Time: I Can Reincarnate Infinitely

The beast that slipped had the features of Cape Bufalo often called the "Black Death," Cape buffaloes are known for their unpredictable and aggressive behavior. They are strong and can charge at great speeds. The one in front of him displays the same trait. It has a massive body and a powerful jaw filled with rows of serrated teeth.

However, Caleb didn't give a fuck about this. With the use of Deka Step, his silhouette turned into a blur. He even had an illusion that there were afterimages on his back. Deka Step might provide him with a burst speed, but it didn't provide him with the necessary reaction speed to perceive the surroundings while in an accelerated state. His body became a blur, along with his perception of his surroundings. Just imagine a person on a train. He moves at train speed as the train carries, but he can only see the environment in a fuzzy animated state.

Without sufficient control, the risk of stumbling on a wall or solid surfaces with Deka Step was high. Fortunately, with the increased strength of his body, so is his reaction speed. Just enough to barely match the burst of speed provided by the Deka Step.

With that, a head flew out and Caleb appeared behind the mutated beast with blood dripping on his Odachi. He felt he just cut a butter with the blade of his Odachi blessed by his taboo energy.

'Well, that was fun.'

"That was awesome!"

Caleb felt funny when he saw Andre gave him a thumbs up. The three on the other were looking at him with their mouth agape and eyes filled with shock. It would be a lie if he didn't say he was satisfied with their reaction. Particularly, Fatty's look of bewilderment.

Fatty blinked and asked in suspicion.

"Are you sure? You are still the Johan we know?"

'Of course not. It was me, Dio!' Caleb couldn't help but chuckle as he thought of a meme of his past life. Then he glared at Fatty. "Fuck off!"

Just like that, the battle continued for ten minutes straight. While the mutated beast became less and less, the wounds of the hunting party had accumulated to the point that one would see blood all over their body. Their own and that of the beasts they killed. The heavy stench of iron spread into the surroundings. They left corpses of wild beasts lined up in their path.

Caleb had cleaned every beast that managed to penetrate the formation with relative ease at the start. But as time goes on, Fushigiro and Jin become more tired, causing them to commit a few errors, causing some monsters to go for the teenagers.

The good thing is, Andre and Clifford were decent enough to fight. They lack skill and fighting experience, but it didn't prevent them from exchanging injuries for injuries that helped ease some pressure from Caleb.

'Well, he was rather skillful with a saber.' Caleb watched with perplexed eyes as he saw how Clifford maneuvered around a wild, dark-skinned, agile monkey.

Clifford used his Saber to prevent the monkey from playing around and inflicted light wounds. There are already tens of them. It would not take a long time for the monkey to bleed to death.

"Andre, behind you," Luna warned.

Since Luna and Fatty didn't know how to fight. They acted as an extra pair of eyes for Caleb, Andre, and Clifford.

Andre gritted his teeth and brought down the blade in his hand on the black cheetah. In exchange, the black cheetah's fang dug into his thigh, causing it to bleed.

'Shit!' Andre kicked the cheetah's head away, which caused it to growl at him with a pair of cold eyes.

Caleb, on the other hand, punched the beast that was about to sneak on Andre with a taboo, energy-infused fist. It was a gray wolf with dark yellow eyes. It was pushed back with his punch and cried out in pain.

"Thanks, bro." Andre looked at the two small holes in his thigh. Then at the one-inch flesh wound on his front delts. He tore some cloth from his shirt and bandaged it, causing him to wince in pain.

Caleb nodded. He raised his Odachi and gave the grey wolf a smirk. "Come!"

Even though it couldn't understand human language. It felt annoyed at Caleb's arrogant body language. It leaped left and right, intending to attack Caleb with its sharp claws.

'If not for my broken arm, you've already died by now.' Caleb sheathed his Odachi and placed a coin-sized rubble in between the tip of his middle finger and index finger. Then he channeled 5% of his taboo energy into it. He watched as the wolf jumped left and right, which made it harder to aim.

But who is he? Caleb calculated the speed at which the wolf moves. Calculated the difference in distance, the direction of airflow, and its resistance. After he determined the best trajectory, he yawned and casually flicked the rubble.

Just like that, a streak of violet light appeared. Then the vigorous wolf fell to the ground with a thud with its body twitching.

All of that just happened in seconds. It was one of the theories he thought of in his past life as a killer. A flicking technique that requires immense physical strength to pull off.

He couldn't do it in the past. But now, he has easily mastered it. After all, it was only a branch of throwing. As a killer trained by his father, it was his throwing skill that made him deadly. How did they become great at it? Obviously, practice and repetition. But most importantly, he applied science. He also achieved a Tenz-like aimbot. He rarely misses his throws. And now, the flick he just did was one of his favorites.

It was efficient and convenient. He only needs rubble or coin, taboo energy, and his fingers to pull it off. Of course, its damage largely depends on his physical might, quantity, and quality of his taboo energy.