Chapter 225 44: Two In One Evening! Chaos Begins…

The beast lord started to rework his physique, turning into extra grotesque and beastlike. His physique was like a gryphon, and his face was like a hawk, a combination of a number of birds that disgusted Raven.

Nevertheless, Raven remained calm as he stretched out his hand, mor’vaal showing with a flash, as his physique lowered, now with silver scales overlaying his legs, as soon as once more utilizing the dragon scales of Zeon to guard his mobility, this time even his toes have been regular however lined in a thick white scale forming pseudo sabatons and greaves of dragon scales.

His thick cover and higher scales regarded as if he wore blue armour, together with his arms being protected by giant gauntlets manufactured from thick, darkish blue manticore scales; Raven used Zeon’s dragon scales to guard his mobility whereas utilizing the manticore scales to cowl his important elements, arms, and shoulders.

“YOU! DIE!”

The Beast Lord roared furiously as he charged ahead; Raven remained unmoved, watching him cost ahead crazily.

*Bang! Bang! Bang!*

Massive explosions rang out because the beast lord charged ahead relentlessly; Raven stood earlier than him, his physique enduring the assaults calmly, utilizing the blade of his axe to soak up a lot of the explosive energy of the beast lord’s punches and swipes.

‘He is utilizing his wings to extend his velocity and energy within the final second…’

Raven analysed calmly as he blocked the beast lord’s assaults; he observed the beast lord would flap his wings madly and use the burst of wind vitality to extend his velocity, touchdown a devastating punch or kick that left Raven’s total physique numb.

Slowly, his toes dug into the bottom, cracking the earth from the shockwaves and weight of the 2 behemoths.

Raven remained unmoved as he blocked the beast lord’s assaults; nonetheless, the beast lord wasn’t so calm as he grew to become misplaced in his rage on account of taking a whole beast kind.

Raven’s eyes narrowed as he watched the beast lord lose himself; he used blossom steps to dodge the following punch aimed toward his face earlier than elevating mor’vaal excessive within the skies.

With a low grunt, Raven smashed the blade of his axe in opposition to the Beast Lord’s arm, tearing aside the thick flesh simply, however the stable muscle and bone stopped the blade with a loud ding.

He kicked ahead, smashing in opposition to the beast lord’s knee, inflicting him to kneel on one leg with a robust recoiling pressure, making Raven really feel slight ache.

With a merciless smile, Raven chopped mor’vaal downwards, reducing the Beast Lord’s right-wing, it did not tear cleanly, so he started to hack and maul the beast lord, utilizing his spare hand to push the lord down into the bottom, with each his tails smashing into his face repeatedly.

“Keep down, you rattling animal.”

Raven’s eyes have been fierce as his axe lastly tore by the wing; the beast lord roared painfully as Raven stomped his foot on the beast lord’s head, pushing it down into the bottom. He used blossom steps to seem above the Beast Lord’s remaining wing.

Earlier than a second howl, an enormous storm blew his physique away from the beast lord.

“How…. how dare you!?”

“I’m… Vestalt!!! Lord of BEASTS!”

As soon as once more, the beast lord’s physique started to throb and writhe as his muscle tissue and flesh pulsated like a disgusting worm. His physique was deformed, the wings of a gryphon falling to the bottom earlier than melting, now slim and shorter; Raven watched calmly as he witnessed Vestalt’s transformation once more.

His physique modified, turning into extra grotesque and ferocious; his nostril changed into a chicken beak, his face grew to become extra birdlike, and his hair changed into a sequence of feathers, now having a protracted feathery coat round his physique that resembled a lion’s mane.

His arms have been these of an eagle, with lengthy claws that shimmered dangerously; nonetheless, Raven remained calm as he watched Vestalt’s transformation finish.

“Vestalt, huh? Your reign is over; bow your head and supply your self to me.” Raven laughed cruelly as he raised mor’vaal threateningly.

“What can a chicken with no wings do anyway-”

*Woosh*

The howl of the wind sounded as Vestalt vanished from Raven’s sight, the sense of ache earlier than he heard a thud and noticed that his arm had dropped to the bottom, with a part of it now contained in the beak of Vestalt.

Raven’s eyes revealed killing intent as he swung mor’vaal mercilessly, slicing Vestalt’s physique in half; nonetheless, the lord vanished once more!

lightsΝοvel.cοm ‘I can not observe his actions!?’

The howling wind sounded, and Raven centered solely on that sound as his arm started to revive, the blood and damaged scales gone, simply his almond-coloured pores and skin.

*Woosh*

Raven’s instincts screamed as he jumped again; Vestalt appeared together with his claw slashing Raven’s physique, however he missed and as a substitute slashed and grabbed Mor’Vaal together with his sharp talons in a brutal assault with each claws and talons!

Raven roared furiously as Vestalt pulled on mor’vaal, making an attempt to flee earlier than two tails pierced into his stomach, tearing the flesh of Vestalt mercilessly, as blood poured and feathers scattered.

His physique charged ahead like a bull as he tackled Vestalt together with his shoulder.

The pressure brought about a small shockwave and loud thud as Raven’s toes dug into the earth, racing in the direction of the gap, forcing Vestalt to desperately attempt to escape earlier than smashing him in opposition to the dungeon wall.

If Vestalt was swift and lethal like a raging hurricane.

Raven was a devastating and highly effective erupting volcano as his fists started to rain down upon the lord, smashing Vestalt mercilessly, inflicting his beak to crack and bones to snap. Nonetheless, Raven did not cease, persevering with his ruthless barrage of assaults.

Vestalt roared painfully, releasing a wave of sonic screeches; Raven’s eyes and ears oozed with blood as his eardrums burst from the assault, hammering into Vestalt’s head together with his head, brutal headbutts cracking immediately in opposition to him and smashing Vestalt’s cranium open,

With blurry imaginative and prescient and bloody ears, Raven continued his brutal assault, his tails piercing Vestalt’s physique time and again; Raven’s physique glowed in black, purple and pink energies as his physique took on the traits of an orc, a dragon, dryad and even a vampire at factors his sharp fangs biting the neck of the feeble Vestalt that misplaced the ability to struggle again.

*Crack Crunch Rip!*

Raven’s tails constantly tore aside the insides of the beast lord earlier than the ideas changed into hooks and tore the flesh open, cracking his ribs and letting his organs slide out onto the ground in victory.

Lastly, the beast lord’s physique fell limp, lifeless; Raven spat out Vestalt’s blood earlier than wiping his mouth.

‘One other lord… simple… however I really feel drained; possibly this beast lord cultivated himself quite than engaged on his knights… completely different from the hearth lord…’

Raven sighed tiredly as his physique was restored, the blood and accidents disappearing earlier than he reached to choose up mor’vaal solely to fall to his knee, as the large wave of essence instantly surged upon him like a tidal wave…

As a result of he was alone!

Virtually all of of flooded into his physique, virtually inflicting him to blow up from absorbing a lot essence; Raven groaned painfully as his physique trembled violently, however he endured, feeling his pillars of bliss lastly seeming to re-awaken after so lengthy being dim since turning into unusual after the occasions with Zeon.

‘I need to return!’

Raven struggled to face, however he managed to stroll to the dungeon exit, reaching the portal main him again to his fortress; he stumbled ahead weakly earlier than crashing to the ground.

“Grasp!”

Shirone’s stunning determine flashed into Raven’s thoughts earlier than he smiled softly, her frightened and tearful expression as she held his head near her bosom, her tears dropping onto his face.

‘It appears these guys get warned after I do silly issues…’

All twelve of his knights have been totally geared contained in the throne room with an enormous map on the desk earlier than essence began to stream from his physique into them.

As he felt his physique rising lighter and his thoughts slowly fading, he noticed the sparkle of his attributes and felt amazed on the development from killing two lords…

“No surprise folks need their dungeons…”

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[Name: Raven (Alistair Granbell)

Title: “Chimera of Black Storm”, “Monster of Endless Hunger”, “The Dryad (S)Layer”, “Dryad’s Bane”, “Lord of Gloom”, “Woman Slayer”

Race: Manticore (High Orc)

Age: 28 (21 Visually)

Blood: Type O-Z1

Level: 5 -> 25

Class: Dread Lord

Cultivation Technique: The Twelve Gates Of Bliss (Raven Only)

Cultivation Realm: 7th Gate (Gate of Joy)

Cultivation Stage: 3rd Stage -> 8th Stage

Money: 149,483 Credits (71,840 Lilith’s Pocket Money, 52,245 Harem Pocket Money)

Strength: 78 -> 115

Agility: 62 -> 90

Stamina: 74 -> 99

Vitality: 124 -> 145

Intellect: 61 -> 89

Wisdom: 82 -> 112]

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Raven puzzled why now, as a substitute of getting one bonus upon stage, he would get bonus attributes, and if there have been a talent to improve, it could routinely achieve this.

Possibly a perk of being a Lord or his evolution.

He did not know that on account of him killing two Lords in sooner or later, there was a worth on his head and that most of the weaker lords feared him.

“Hurry, get grasp to his mattress chamber!” Nu’bella bellowed, her physique the second to reach, as Persha was the primary to assist him.

Her mushy white fingers simply lifted the heavy male his physique over two metres, crammed with thick muscle and certain weighing over 2 hundred kilograms.

As well as, Gale and Adam started to rearrange their defences.

All obtainable troops have been now standing on the entrance with a delayed message system with a number of scouts and messengers on the possibility somebody attacked.

The one most severe was Gale as he checked out Raven in awe.

Like a hero or god.nOVe/lb/In