Previous Chapter
Related Chapters
The Dark Werewolf White Reaper [3]
"Huff huff." White reaper huffed and panted heavily as he woke up. * While everyone focused on the empty grounds below, the crowd cheered raucously throughout the arena. Everyone's attention was focused on a certain devil as she stood in the middle of the arena with a bright smile on her face. Opening her mouth, she emitted a sweet, seductive voice that filled the arena. [For today's match on our left side we have Deathbringer, the current Emperor of the King bracket.] As she spoke, the gate on the left side opened, and a devil appeared from the other side of the arena. Seeing bat wings splayed across his back and a frame so enormous that it even put some orcs to shame, the crowd became even more enthralled. "Kill!" "Destroy that elf!" "You better make me something you traitor!" As he stopped in the middle of the arena, he did not bother to look at the crowd. Despite being a devil, he had no sense of attachment toward them. Rather, he despised them with all his being. As h
The Dark Werewolf White Reaper [4]
Crack. Even then, the cracks continued to form on the shield. It wasn't long before a glass-shattering sound echoed out, and the first shield broke into pieces. "Kh..." With a weak groan, SilverStar took a step back and blood started to seep down his nose. Gritting his teeth, he continued to persevere. Crash—! The second barrier collapsed, causing SilverStar's face to pale significantly. But it was enough as a smile soon formed on his lips. That was because after the second barrier collapsed, the attack finally ceased, leaving behind one last barrier. As SilverStar glanced at Deathbringer, he could hear the spectators' loud chants. When SilverStar turned his head to look at the crowd, he could feel their malice-filled eyes and words wishing him nothing but death. He was honestly sick of it. This useless game where he had to fight other people for the sake of the demon's entertainment had become too much for him to stomach. It took all his willpower to keep a straight face.
The Dark Werewolf White Reaper [5]
Drip. Drip. Drip. Trying to comprehend what had happened, the Duke's head rose and fell repeatedly as he stared at his right chest. Throughout the silence, the white reaper's mouth opened. "…What a pity." A fluke. A simple and miraculous fluke. 'It's the only way to explain it…' The Duke thought as he kept denying the reality that was presented before his eyes. There was simply no way for someone whose rank was weaker than his to be able to hit him. Impossible! Although he was suppressed, he was still a Duke-ranked demon. A Duke-ranked demon! An existence that was supposed to stand at the apex of all worlds. A figure who had the ability to squash Counts with a simple wave of his hand. …Or at least that was how things were supposed to be. Drip. Drip. But, as he heard the sound of his d dripping toward the ground, he started to question this notion. 'How is this possible?' His only memory was moving one step before feeling a sharp pain on the right side of his body. Ra
The Dark Werewolf White Reaper [6]
But that wasn't what concerned Lightning Dragon. His concern was that the White Reaper on stage wasn't the one he had fought. 'His mana control, it's completely different from when we fought. In addition, he moves a lot more efficiently than in the past. Every one of his movements seems to be perfectly calculated, and...hm?' His thoughts paused for a second. Leaning his body closer, his eyes opened widely as he pressed his hand on the window to get a better look at the fight. 'Wait…' His eyes slowly started to enlarge. "That…" Opening and closing his mouth, his face paled as he came to a sudden realization. 'He's standing where he was at the beginning of the fight.' No, rather, he was only one step ahead of where he previously stood. This… Who in the world was this? Was he the White Reaper he had once fought? 'Impossible.' Lightning Dragon shook his head. The undeniable reality in front of him shook him to the core. It was at that moment. "Enough!" He was jolted out
The Dark Werewolf White Reaper [7]
His body twitched with annoyance as the white reaper felt his other's emotions run down his body. The Duke's resistance irritated him. "It's funny how you think you can do something to me now that we're both in the same ranks again. You couldn't do anything when we were of the same rank before, yet you think a small power-up would make a difference?" his fingers pressed against Duke Azenoch's arm as he squeezed his hand. The Duke's face changed, but his hand continued to squeeze before it compressed it completely and he was able to close his hand into a fist. White reaper could feel the bones of the demons crush inside the palm of his hands. "Don't annoy me any further." Pulling his hand back, the hand tore off of the Duke's body and blood began to slowly spill out. his other self glanced at the torn-up hand for a brief moment before throwing it behind him, only to see it stop mid-air and fall at the same pace time was moving at. The same could be said for the blood as it rema
The Dark Werewolf Monarch's Eye [1]
Bang bang.Everyone's eyes focused on the arena. This was one of the most anticipated battles.[Aron vs Ren]Already ten days had passed in the blink of an eye and according to the people, these two people were tge strongest.*"Ha, I have to end this battle soon.""Monarchs's eye."—Rustle! —Rustle!The rustling sound of vegetation being pushed to the side echoed across the surroundings as two figures stood on opposite ends.Standing on one side was Ren's cold figure, whilst on the other side was Aaron."You shouldn't have let me catch up with you."Aaron playfully smiled.In response to Aaron's provocation, Ren's face remained indifferent as he coldly said."Move out of the way.""…Oh? Why should I?""…"Ren did not respond.Placing his hand on the sheath of his sword, he started channelling his mana."Hmmm"Feeling the fluctuations coming from Ren's body, Aaron's face became serious. He soon disappeared.Just like before, Aaron reappeared right in front of Ren. Thrusting his dagger
The Dark Werewolf Monarch's Eye [2]
Slowly, cuts started appearing all over his body. For the next minute or so, Reynold was slowly but surely being driven towards a corner. To the spectators, it looked as though he was about to lose.But."Tsk."He suddenly clicked his tongue. Almost instantaneously, a tremendous hue wrapped around his daggers.Taking a step forward, his body suddenly melted into the darkness.SHIIIIING!Appearing right in front of them, Reynold thrust his daggers forward as he performed an odd combo. His first strike was a powerful strike that shot up like lightning, followed by consecutive strikes that could seemingly sever rivers.With each strike, the dagger's pattern became more and more eccentric. At one point, one of the daggers followed a path that was similar to that of a snake. Almost impossible to predict.Under the barrage of attacks, Aerin and Nicholas both cooperated and tried their best to defend themselves against Reynold's weird attacks.However, they knew that they were once again at
The Dark Werewolf Monarch's Eye [3]
With Emma in his arms, pain flashed across his face as his body trembled uncontrollably. Then, raising his head and staring at the sky, towards the red mass in the far distance, Ren screamed at the top of his lungs. "Haaaaaaaa!" His desperate and pained cry resounded through the whole world. * Inside of a tent, not far from where Ren was. A male stared at the panel displaying the battle that was ensuing. His eyes were devoid of any emotions. There was deep ruthlessness hidden within them. Staring at Reb who was mourning Emma's death, the male did not feel anything. Rather, there was a trace of disgust on his face. Tapping onto his right ear to cut off the communication device, he took his eyes away from the screen. "...How useless." His emotionless voice rang through the room. "You had one job, and one job only. Defeat him, yet, you let such emotions sway you. How many times does this make it?" Deep disappointment flashed across his eyes as he stared at a small flask in his
Latest Chapter
- The Dark Werewolf 996 [2]
- The Dark Werewolf 996 [1]
- The Dark Werewolf Monarch's Eye [5]
- The Dark Werewolf Monarch's Eye [4]
- The Dark Werewolf Monarch's Eye [3]
- The Dark Werewolf Monarch's Eye [2]
- The Dark Werewolf Monarch's Eye [1]
- The Dark Werewolf White Reaper [7]
- The Dark Werewolf White Reaper [6]