Chapter 221: A Bloody Battle (2/2)

Ayrin’s eyes had enlarged to their limits.

Ayrin watched the bloodied Belo in surprise as the wounds over Belo’s body quickly closed and his body began to enlarge. The hairs over Belo’s body had all become erect like iron rods.

His nails and teeth lengthened and his skull enlarged as he morphed into a giant monstrous werewolf.

“This is the Berserk Blood Transformation of a person with a beastman bloodline who has awakened their primal savagery.”

A glint of satisfaction and approval flashed through Carter’s eyes as he quickly continued, “In the Era of the War with Dragons, beastman arcane masters were able to able to use the abilities of various monsters and beasts depending on the properties of the mixed blood flowing within their bodies. Moreover, they can continuously stimulate themselves through this method, allowing them to grow increasingly savage and berserk.”

“Indeed, his actions are even more impetuous than normal!” Ayrin’s subconsciously cried out as he watched Belo atop the stage. His eyes seemed to be glowing with light.

“You…” In the center circle atop the stage, Belo glared at Zouchen with fiery eyes, causing Zouchen to feel as if he was a chicken facing a starved direwolf.

“So terrifying…”

Within the stands, some female students of Golden Stag Academy had been scared to the verge of crying. They felt like Belo would excitedly rush up into the stands and tear them to pieces at any moment.

“So what if you have a beastman bloodline, I’m not afraid of you!”

“Plague Corpses!”

Zouchen’s expression suddenly became hideous.

Arcane particles simultaneously began to violently surge out from both his hands and feet.

“Not good!”

The two assistant referees immediately moved to two corners of the stage in shock as they felt the fluctuations of arcane energy.

“Wall of Divine Cleansing!”

“Guardian Angel’s Domain!”

Two powerful arcane energy fluctuations quickly spread.

A brilliant barrier of white light and a curtain of gentle yellow light formed and isolated the stage.

At the same time, an astonishingly putrid stench proliferated out from the stage as several patches of viscous, dark purple goop seeped out atop the stage and condensed into humanoid rotting corpses oozing poisonous pus.

“Belo!”

Holy Dawn Academy students once again cried out from within the stands.

In an instant, more than ten abnormally tall rotting corpses pounced towards Belo.

These rotting corpses seemed to be shockingly strong as they immediately restrained Belo’s body and began biting him.

“What is Belo doing?”

“Why is he still not reacting?”

Many spectators couldn’t believe their eyes as they watched an excited Belo stand motionlessly atop the stage and calmly allow for the corpses to cover him.

Boom!

The rotting corpses hanging onto Belo’s body all abruptly disintegrated.

The audience’s view abruptly became obstructed as purplish droplets and polluted smoke flooded the stage and spattered onto the two barriers.

“Not dead? He’s still not dead?!”

Atop the stage, Zouchen felt cold sweat suddenly cover his entire body as a terrifying current of air swept by him at a shocking speed.

“Blade of Pestilence!”

Countless little black winged beetles suddenly appeared before merging to form a long black knife in Zouchen’s right hand.

Spurt!

He slashed out with his knife at Belo, who had appeared beside him.

The knife opened up a deep wound over Belo’s waist, exposing bone, as many black beetles drilled into Belo’s body.

Swoosh!

But at the same time, Zouchen’s pupils shrunk as Belo’s nails suddenly extended and lacerated his chest.

“Ah!”

The pain of having his chest penetrated caused Zouchen to miserably cry out. Arcane particles wildly surged out from his feet has his body immediately flew back several meters.

“That was Zouchen’s voice!”

“What has happened?”

Everyone in the stands was stunned.

At this moment, they finally saw traces of Belo and Zouchen’s figures amidst the dense smoke atop the stage. Only, they were now several meters away from each other.

Belo’s skin had turned a dark purple and his body was covered in countless wounds which seemed to be oozing a greenish yellow pus.

As for Zouchen, ten new long lacerations had appeared atop his chest as his body dripped with blood.

“Still not dead? How is this possible!”

Due to both pain and terror, Zouchen’s entire body began trembling.

He watched as the black beetles which had drilled into Belo’s body flowed out alongside the pus. They had all died.

The red glow in Belo’s eyes seemed to become increasingly intense as his wounds once again began to shrink.

At this moment, Zouchen’s body violently shuddered as he lowered his head and looked at the gaping wound on his chest.