The Atrocious Werewolf Prince



"Such speed!" the bystanders' pupils shrank slightly. Kimba was now alarmingly quick.

The black shadow appeared in front of him like a phantom. However, Ezra roared, spiritual energy surging along the purple scales as he swung a hammer fist from over his head. "Bring it on!" He smirked.

Resplendent rays of purple light exploded from the fist as a faint silhouette of a giant purple dragon appeared. The power in the fist was tremendous enough to shatter a mountain, as it powerfully hacked at Kimba with dreadful force.

Kimba raised both arms in a cross above him, directly meeting the fists of the prince shining in purple.

~BOOOM~

Ripples that could be seen with the naked eye pulsed, directly fracturing the surrounding cliffs, while cracks swiftly grew on the stone stage below their feet.

However, not even a single wound had appeared on Kimba's thick black arms, the resultant force from their clash blowing away the prince instead.

~SWWIISSH~

Kimba's figure closed in like a phantom the moment Ezra was sent flying, five fingers forming a fist that blasted towards the latter without the slightest shred of hesitation.

A terrifying force assaulted the prince, slightly shocking the prince in the process, Kimba sent Ezra away with his bouts.

In the face of the overbearing Kimba, a ruthless look flashed in Ezra Zephyr's eyes as he clenched his fist. The Dragon Pelt scales appeared, purple light swirling on them as the power in his body spiked.

A giant fist and a small fist slammed into each other.

The prince's body immediately jerked back, and the purple scales on his fist were scratched as he took several steps back in succession.

In contrast, Kimba was only pushed a dozen steps back, before managing to stabilise his body.

"Ezra, this is not all you're capable of, right? Show me or else you'll die trying to be cool."

The prince merely chuckled and shook his head. Kimba's sinister eyes locked onto the prince with a hideous smile. "If so, then it's time to use the spot I saved you on the cliff!"

Ezra Zephyr's scarlet eyes brightened slightly. His hands instantly came together, his body shuddering as bolt after bolt of vigorous black lightning dashed out from his body.

~ROAAR~

"8 Lost Dragons, 6 Dragons!" 6 martial animals created from spiritual energy flew out, savage auras pulsing from their bodies. In the blink of an eye, all of them charged towards Kimba with a roar.

"Haha, you dare to take out a mere low-tier Gamma layer skill? You're only making a fool of yourself!" Kimba's loud laughter boomed like thunder. His bulky body shot forward in a straight line as he threw out a barrage of fists that smashed into the six ferocious dragons made of black lightning.

~BOOM BOOM BOO.~

Berserk spiritual energy shockwaves devastated the area.

Every beast Kimba smashed apart made him take several steps back. By the time he finally destroyed the 6th Dragon, his feet had nicely arrived at the edge of the stone stage. Fresh blood dripped from his black fists.

Numerous disciples were dumbstruck by this scene. No one had expected Kimba to be so fierce, using his bare fists to violently punch apart 6 dragons of 8 Lost Dragons.

One must know that each one of those 6 dragons was able to easily crush a 5th-level Core Formation disciple. Ezra destroyed Drake Tubbles who was 2 levels higher with only 3 dragons, yet Kimba defended himself against 6 dragons. Either Kimba was too powerful or Ezra was lenient, there is no doubt in the destructive powers of 8 Lost Dragons.

"Not bad, I'll admit that I underestimated your 8 Lost Dragons."

Kimba looked towards his bloody fists before his cold gaze turned towards Ezra. The former had originally believed he would be able to easily shatter the attack and had not expected to end up ultimately paying a price to stop it.

Although the 8 Lost Dragons was a low-tier Gamma layer skill, its power was extremely astonishing in Ezra's hands, far surpassing that of your usual run-of-the-mill low-tier Gamma layer skills.

"You are very talkative, aren't you?" Ezra Zephyr's eyes narrowed slightly. After using the 6 dragons to probe, he now knew that the other party was not an overly powerful existence he could do nothing against. Kimba's main power was his harmonised way of using runes and spiritual techniques together. Even the Don Dark Devil had runes, making it more powerful than the original.

As such, Ezra somewhat helplessly sighed as he said, "I have an offer for you."

"What is it?" Asked Kimba.

"Be my subordinate, you'll live and reach a height impossible for the likes of you." The prince said, confidently.

Kimba chucked and spittled right after. "I spit on your offer."

Anger appeared on Ezra's face. "Very good."

"Oh! Are you angry?" Mockery raised from the corners of Kimba's lips.

The prince did not answer, merely lightly shutting his eyes. In the next instant, roars suddenly rang out as 8 roaring black lightning dragons emerged.

"Again?" The mockery on Kimba's lips grew even greater. Although Ezra's 8 Lost Dragons was not weak, it was clearly unable to contend against him in this state. Ezra's actions were only a waste of spiritual energy.

"Looks like that's all you have. Since that is the case… it's time for me to hang you up on that cliff!" He stepped forward, finally intending to finish this match.

However, Ezra's hands suddenly formed a seal as his calm voice echoed,

"8 Lost Dragons, 8th Dragon!"

One could only watch as the 8 dragons above his head suddenly released sky-shattering hisses, one of them abruptly opening its giant mouth, and swallowing another dragon.

After devouring one, it continued to eat the 7.

When the final beast was eaten, everyone could only stare at the now 1000 feet long dragon made of black and red lightning that coiled in the air above Ezra like a ferocious beast without an equal.

A heart-palpitating sensation of violence and savagery pulsed.

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