Even the Elite slaves had their attention swayed... they didn’t stay in their positions and started moving...
’Fuckk... who is that insect?’ the host’s mind raced... curious to know the information related to Quinn.
Quinn didn’t care about what they were feeling; he was just grinning ear to ear. The battle showcased the strength of both... yet he managed to fight toe to toe with the werewolves... and that’s a good thing.
The system buff he received from the soul bonding really did help him... not just by a small margin, but an astronomical one.
But that silence lasted a few monts before a roar from the colosseum rocked!
DEFIER!!! DEFIER!!!! DEFIER!!!!
Now... Quinn and Fang stood... both of them face to face...
Yet... Fang’s face showed utter shock... he really couldn’t accept what he’s facing now... even though he is a slave, he still has the pride of being a higher race compared to humans...
’I can’t let this go like this... It’s ti to get serious...’
"Call Of Ancestor" A cold and sinister voice escaped from Fang’s mouth...the desperation in it’s eyes is evident.
Fang’s body started bulging out... from his forelegs, arms, chest...every part of him swelled while his claws stretched longer, turning black and red... with blood starting to drip from them, making Fang’s hulking body into bigger one.
"FANG IS FORCED TO USE HIS TRUMP CARD!!!! THE CALL OF ANCESTOR!!!" The host shouted, understanding the desperation Fang felt..
The Call of Ancestor is a skill inherited by their descendants, but only a small portion of that race possesses this innate skill... werewolves are one of those, borrowing the strength of their ancestors to gain an astronomical power boost, but a steep price must be paid... nothing is free in this world.
The user will slowly die... their life force will drain as the skill is activated... the longer it’s used, the greater the drawback... but it can be traded for a surge of power in a final mont, really a trump card...
’Hell...what’s happening to the shit? It’s becoming more dreadful as ti passes...’ Quinn thought looking at the hulking body of Fang that’s slowly transforming into much dreadful...
In Fang’s situation, he isn’t really at a dying position... for now. But what he’s really saving is his reputation and fa...
Although it’s said that the Crucible Prison claims no other beings have managed to escape... so were taken, either from their races or as powerful individuals. Seeing their potential may intrigue the beings watching above... so he’s desperate now to show no weakness.
Now Fang stands 3 ters high, with its obsidian-like fur... claws that reach almost half a ter; it was really dreadful.
That’s why Quinn ditched!
’Fuck! who said that they can fight individually! Hell no!’ Quinn really didn’t care... he sprinted as fast as he could toward the Tier 2 and the Troll!
"Coward!!! Fight , insect!!" Fang growled while sprinting, wanting to split Quinn’s body into pieces!
But Quinn is not dumb enough to let his body strain while those fuckers relax! Better make the ss for everyone to see and behold!
Let the carnage begin!!!
Fwosshhh!!!
Quinn’s body disappeared every ti he stepped... reaching the clash within seconds...
While sprinting, he saw a beast... with a ball like form and spikes all over its body... it looked like a porcupine back on Earth! But he didn’t care!!!
Holding his sword... Quinn mumbled
’Severing Cut...’
The cut happened so fast that Quinn was already far from the body... before it’s body split into two... no struggle... the porcupine beast just died like that. It didn’t expect that its spikes were useless..
Boomm!!! Whamm!!! Skkkkhhhhh!!!!!
The clash of different weapons was already heard... the ongoing bloody carnage at the center was really brutal... dead bodies split in two, mutilated and cut... so beasts even turned into at paste from the devastating blow of the Troll...
Without stopping, Quinn slipped between the legs of the Troll and started sprinting again... while Fang was already in the zone, and was... truly frustrated that he wasn’t able to reach Quinn...
Even the beast that looked like a porcupine was mushed from its devastating steps...making it blood turned the already crimson blood sand below.
"THE FIRST BATTLE BETWEEN ELITES!!! THE SMASH AND FANG!! WHILE DEFIER MANAGED TO ESCAPE THE ONSLAUGHT!!!"
The host shouted, delivering the most enticing words he could muster!
’Holy...that’s ratis sure fast!!’ while it’s head circled from the extre manoeuver of the insect.
While the minds of everyone got filled by those crazy attempts...Quinn was evading so projectiles that randomly flew right in front of him!! The whole battlefield turned into a real ss... so lucky Tier 2s were still fighting while two of the Tier 3s were now rampaging through everything...
But that didn’t last long after every Tier 2 died...as the battle between two Tier 3 obliterated everything.
....
Fang was now also heavily wounded... his body broken at every possible angle, and his entire body turned dry... like the bark of a tree ready to crumble at any given mont...
That’s how terrible his condition was, but he still managed to win... the Troll was lying dead... its entire body was full of claw marks that even its ultimate healing capabilities and vitality could not save it...
The Troll really died brutally, the most agonizing death any being can experienced... imagine being brutally clawed non stop until you drop dead!
Though Quinn is also not looking good... the onslaught didn’t stop even after the attention was diverted to the Troll... his body was now flowing with blood and gashes, and even so projectiles were embedded in his arms... blocking was the only thing he could do to remain alive...
But that was it... the real battle is just about to begin... as the Elites moved...
But... one thing they didn’t put into their minds was the true monster...
It opened its eyes, then grabbed the katana floating on his back...
Slashhh.....
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