Sebastian was trapped, trapped inside a cage that he created.

  He was now blind, breathing was difficult inside the cage of rocks that he formed himself, and his face was a bloodily mangled mess.

  Not only these, but his health points were also now 12 and were still decreasing slowly. His Megalodon bloodline was doing a good job in suppressing the effects of the Devouring Cobra's poison, but it could not be expelled completely.

  The Devouring Cobra was also a creature of a high-ranked bloodline. Just as terrifying as the jaws of the Megalodon, so also was its poison.

  Sebastian's bloodline suppressed the damaging effects of the poison to the barest minimum, but that was all that it could do, the poison was still spreading and slowly killing his life force.

  With only 12 health points left, Sebastian was stranded. It only needed a matter of time before he was drained completely.

  Before deciding to kill the Origin Fish with his bow and arrow magic manifestation, Sebastian already planned how he was going to escape but the fact remained that life was always random and filled with possibilities.

  His original plan consisted of the main plan and several contingencies. He was a Megalodon now, but he remained faithful to the laws that he created, they were part of the few things that demarcated him from other predators.

  His main plan was to escape directly with his supersonic speed skill.

  The skill didn't disappoint, but his mana points did. In this situation, his contingency plan was to escape with his advanced dash skill, engaging in a battle of who is the fastest with the purple tier predators.

  And if that didn't work too, if he was forced to engage in battle with the purple tier predators, he was still confident of surviving.

  He would bid his time, enduring attacks with his large body while kiting the purple tier predators until his mana points recovered.

  From there, he would find a tunnel to enter in the cliff walls.

  When he just reincarnated into this world, then, tunnels were one of the more frequent parts where his brain went to for escape routes.

  If this plan didn't work and he discovered that the tunnel was a dead end, he also had a contingency for this. Due to the sturdiness of the cliff walls, no attack from him could easily break them.

  So, his contingency plan for this was to form a defense wall in the location where the dead-end blocked his path.

  There, while withstanding the attack of the purple tier predators, he could recover then he would start thinking of a better plan. 

  Considering the fact that the tunnel would probably be too small for all his pursuers to enter, he had the advantage.

  And with skills like his rejuvenation, he could lick his wounds and slowly recover to his peak. This was his original plan, but as he said, this world was filled with endless possibilities, and the old toad's magic weapon was one.

  This terrifying magic weapon rendered all his plans ineffective.

  Since he bought his magic organ and unlocked magic, this was the first time that he was deprived of using magic. He should have thought of this, but in the tense situation, his brain couldn't think this up among the many possibilities.

  After the magic weapon, all those happened, and now here he was, slowly waiting for the tentacles of death to come to engulf him.

  In this dark place, blind and injured, he felt despair overwhelming him.

  If it was before, he would have already cried out to his system for help but he did not do it. He could be said to have an unscrupulous nature, but he still had principles.

  The first time that he asked for help already stretched the limits of his sanity. He was someone who loved doing things himself, that was the logic of a dissector; crying pitifully when he encountered setbacks pushed his logic for living.

  His pride did not allow him to ask for help again, but he found no trouble in asking the system to return his luck to normal.

  After the encounter with the Hawk Eagle, the fact became clear to him that until his luck became normal again or increased, becoming good, he had literally 0 hopes of escaping.

  But after asking, his system's answer demoralized him further.

  According to the system, it expended energy to manipulate its luck. Every action of it was at the expense of a form of energy, nothing was free.

  The previous manipulation of his luck to the extreme bad end already expended too much energy, now he needed to wait for some time for the energy to be recovered and ready for use again.

  This was the same for the previous time when his system manipulated his luck. It always took some time to change it again.

  Hearing that, Sebastian gave a bitter laugh. "Can I be called a fool now? I actually made my system expend energy to decrease my luck?"

  Sebastian used this as a joke to alleviate his anxiety, but the effect was not much. He sighed, feeling that his situation was turning grimmer.

  Boom!

  At this moment, he heard a loud sound reverberating. Without even needing to think, he knew that this was his enemies trying to break through the blockade of rocks to root him out.

  Instantly, he felt the pressure increase. "Damn these monsters!"

  Despite all these, he did not ask his system for help still. He rather forcefully calmed himself, thought through his next plans, and started acting on them.

  After his first encounter with the mins bandages that were made by Queen Heareth, he expended some of his shark points to purchase some.

  Taking food out of his system inventory to eat and assimilate their magic essence would have been the best remedy for his low health points, but in this cramped hole, he could not do this.

  The mins bandages were his only shot. Though they probably won't be able to purge the Devouring Cobra's poison, he believed that they could do something.

  As he applied the mins bandages, he thought of his magic power. Unlike his health points, he knew and had no means to rectify this problem.

  In this area, he met a roadblock.

  The last area of his plan was how he could escape from his pursuers. This was a big problem, and it was the key to his survival.

  He thought and thought amid the booming sounds of his enemy's attacks and his slowly recovering health points.

  A few minutes later, his health points recovered to 450 before his savings of mins bandages was exhausted. Now was the time of truth to decide on how he would escape, it was now or never. 

  After some rapid calculations, he deduced that it would take at least 2 hours before the purple tier predators would be able to break into his rock cage.

  He was able to break into here because it already had cracks and was not covered with rocks, but after his breaking in, lots of rocks fell and blocked the entrance which increased the difficulty of breaking in again.

  This was a lifesaver to him now, he had 2 hours of preparation time for escape. After thinking some more, he arrived at his plan.

  He was already level 20, he was evolving.