Translated by: Novellise
The Kagar Mountains.
Thousands of metres in the sky.
A brutally cruel scene unfolds.
A Moen beast, tens of metres tall, stands on the back of an Icefrost Bone Dragon.
In an extremely violent manner, it rips the Icefrost Bone Dragon's wings and body apart with its bare hands!
There's no blood spatter in the process, though.
The scene is still extremely brutal, with a strong visual impact!
"Bang!"
The Moen Beast rips off the Icefrost Bone Dragon's wings, tramples on its shattered body, and quickly falls out of the air.
They both crash heavily onto a mountaintop, causing the ground to shake violently!
"Is this the legendary Moen Beast? Tearing apart an Icefrost Bone Dragon with his bare hands?"
Lu Yuan was stunned.
Only by witnessing all of this can one understand the profound impact and ferocity of such a visceral and violent battle.
"Roar!"
The Moen beast roars into the sky, a hint of ferocity flashing in its blood-red pupils.
Pinned beneath its feet, the Icefrost Bone Dragon struggles and roars, but cannot break free.
The power imbalance between them is simply too great.
The Icefrost Bone Dragon stands no chance against the Moen Beast, much like a newly hatched chick facing an implacable force.
But far from being enraged, Lu Yuan finds a strange desire in his hollow eye sockets, filled with blood-red soul fire.
If he can turn this Moen beast into a servant of Catastrophe.
The fighting power of the Catastrophe Legion will undoubtedly increase greatly!
"Kill it!"
At Lu Yuan's command.
Over twenty Icefrost Bone Dragons and thousands of Headless Knights launch a simultaneous attack on the Moen Beast.
At first, the Moen Beast's tough body can withstand the attacks of the Cataclysm Legion.
But as time passes.
Its strength quickly diminishes and its movements become sluggish!
Ants gather their strength to overwhelm an elephant.
How much more so for hundreds of thousands of undead Catastrophe skeletons, free of pain, fatigue, or fear of death?
A mythical creature, the Moen Beast possesses not only tremendous strength, but also human-level intelligence.
Faced with the endless Cataclysm Legion, it abandons the idea of fighting the Icefrost Bone Dragon to the end, and instead contemplates retreating.
However, as it scans the area for an escape route, a rare flash of fear passes through its blood-red pupils, replacing any hope with despair in an instant.
For Lu Yuan had already summoned all the nearby Catastrophe Skeletons at the first opportunity.
Now, as far as the eye can see, there is a vast sea of skeletons all around!
"Roar!"
Frustrated and angry, the Moen Beast roared several times, then suddenly used its hind legs to leap off the ground in an attempt to escape while controlling an Icefrost Bone Dragon in the air.
However.
Lu Yuan was prepared for this.
All of the Icefrost Bone Dragons flapped their wings, quickly gaining altitude and simultaneously unleashing a huge icy breath towards the Moen Beast!
Caught in mid-air, the Moen Beast, unable to dodge, is struck head-on.
Despite being a ninth-level magic beast, it is much stronger than the Icefrost Bone Dragon.
Working together, over twenty Icefrost Bone Dragons are enough to seriously wound it!
The colossal body of the Moen Beast will be covered in frost, turning into an ice sculpture in an instant!
"Bang!"
It plummets rapidly out of the air, leaving a huge crater when it hits the ground.
Before it can get up.
All the Catastrophe Warriors swarm over it, completely submerging it in a sea of skeletons!
For any other creature, this would be a sure death situation.
But the formidable strength of the Moen Beast far exceeded Lu Yuan's expectations.
"Roar!"
In the next moment.
With an extremely angry roar, the Moen Beast suddenly climbs out of the deep pit.
Stimulated by the imminent death.
It seems to be awakening some special power, enveloped in a crimson blood aura, its massive body expanding several times like a mountain!
At this moment, the Moen Beast resembles a giant from the primeval wilderness, radiating an extremely dangerous and violent aura all around!
Its crimson eyes are filled with bloodlust and rage.
With casual ease, it swats away an Icefrost Bone Dragon as if it were a fly!
Facing the endless army of skeletons.
The Moen Beast digs its claws into the ground, forcibly lifting mountain after mountain as weapons.
Each blow crushes a large number of Catastrophe Skeletons!
"Could this be the Moen Beast's bloodline secret art?"
Lu Yuan felt a slight weight in his heart.
In the world of magic, many powerful creatures possess innate talents or powers.
Once awakened, these abilities can increase their strength many times over!
Even though the Legion of Disaster is numerous, they seem to be somewhat lacking against absolute power.
This can't go on.
In the space of ten minutes, the Moen Beast has killed three Icefrost Bone Dragons.
If left unchecked, the Catastrophe Legion will suffer heavy losses!
Seeing this, Lu Yuan decides to take matters into his own hands.
Activating the Catastrophe Mark, the blood-red soul fire in the Skeleton Tyrant's hollow eye sockets suddenly surges, emitting an extremely dominant soul wave!
[Ninth Level Dark Magic: Soul Annihilation!]
In the face of Lu Yuan's vast and boundless spiritual power, the Moen Beast's soul is like a candle in the wind, easily extinguished!
Caught off guard, the Moen Beast's soul is severely damaged, causing it to stumble and fall to the ground.
Immediately afterwards.
The relentless Catastrophe Skeletons unleash a new wave of attacks.
A few minutes later.
Crippled, filled with skeletons, and resembling a hornet's nest, the Moen Beast lies in a pool of blood, finally breathing its last.
A hexagonal magical formation rises from the ground and envelops it.
Instantly, all wounds on the Moen Beast's body heal, and it rises from the spot!
It also has the blessing of the Disaster Mark.
Not only does his strength not diminish, it increases, making him even more powerful than before!
"Moen salutes the Master!"
The Moen Beast kneels, its bloodthirsty crimson eyes full of respect and submission!
"Disaster Beast Moen? I hope you won't disappoint me."
Lu Yuan is quite pleased.
A ninth-level Moen Beast that has awakened to the Bloodline's secret art would cause the Holy Light Empire quite a headache.
Combined with the Catastrophe Legion, it will undoubtedly unleash unimaginable destructive power on their enemies!
At the same time.
The battle between the Moen Beast and the Cataclysmic Legion has attracted the attention of many scouts.
They witnessed the aftermath of the battle and the collapsed mountain peaks.
Everyone turns pale with fear, as if a great catastrophe is about to happen.
"Is this an army of skeletons from the Bone Wasteland? Did they actually defeat and subjugate a mighty Moen beast?"
"No, the strength of this undead lord is beyond our control. We can't allow it to grow any further."
"We must inform Count Klaus immediately and then mobilise the Knights of the Holy Light to completely destroy these undead creatures in their cradle!"
Many of the scouts panic and rush to send the message.
But their companions, standing beside them, suddenly draw daggers without warning and plunge them into their hearts from behind!
Blood gushes uncontrollably from their chests.
The poison and anaesthetic smeared on the surfaces of the daggers quickly spread through their bloodstream.
But compared to the impending death, they are more concerned.
Why would these companions, who once shared life and death together, suddenly turn to kill them?
(End of chapter)