The Atrocious Werewolf Prince

Enormous flames poured downwards as a strange blaze flickered, washing the originally crimson colour in a layer of fire.

The fire seemed to burn the space itself, while the ground burnt by the surplus force, it became black as coal.

"What a terrifying Martial Animal!"

Rolo's expression was grim. He could already feel the astonishing undulations contained in the attack. As for the strange fire, it seemed to be an extremely tyrannical power.

He did not dare to underestimate the attack at all. A thunderous shout exploded from his mouth.

"6th circle spell, Space Seal!"

One hand formed a seal as greyish mana erupted, culminating into a spell formula seal of space that was several dozen feet large. Within the seal, a strange star seemed to glow.

The moment he used this move, the ground within a thousand feet radius instantly cracked.

The seal shot forward, slamming into the crimson wolf who proudly came to kill.

~SWOOOSH~

The entire world seemed to shake for an instant. Next, a terrifying shockwave unfurled, blowing away everyone nearby. As the dust settled, everyone cast their gazes over.

The ground had been sundered, creating an enormous pit. Sköll gigantic body stopped in mid-air, and all the martial animals nearby floated without any movement.

During the time, Rolo had slid over a hundred feet back. His expression was pretty grim, there were deep to the bone wounds on his arm dripping with blood, and the wounds had ice shards in them.

It was an attack by Hati, who didn't stay behind and attacked a moment after Sköll.

Baron's eyes nearly popped out from their sockets, clearly surprised that Rolo Aur had been injured after a single clash.

"I do not believe such savage Martial Animals was acting like a pup earlier..."

The ground was twisted in a complete mess.

Rolo grimly looked towards the wounds on his arm as his eyes twitched slightly. He had not expected the other wolf to be more fierce in attacks.

His mana defences had not put up much of a resistance and were easily torn apart.

Salom approached Rolo, shooting a glance at the latter's arm as his pupils shrank slightly. "These Martial Animals are not normal."

Rolo nodded. "Their bloodline is extremely powerful."

The mysterious wolves were ferociously overbearing. He did not dare to hold anything back against it.

However, the current situation would very likely not allow him to engage in a one-on-one fight.

Rolo coldly said, "If you have nothing else up your sleeves, I will be finding a way to leave on my own. None of us will be able to escape if this continues."

The current situation was extremely unfavourable to them. Without mentioning the watching Ezra Zephyr and gang, just those dozen 2nd tier Martial Animals alone were already enough to give them a terrible headache.

If this continued, things would go wrong sooner or later.

Salom also clearly understood this. He could not help but sigh as his gaze turned towards Ezra. "I did not expect the situation to develop in such a manner. Ezra is indeed a problem. No wonder he could revive his fallen kingdom..."

Rolo gritted his teeth as he said. "Don't worry, if we want to leave, they will not be able to stop us."

He slowly walked forwards, both hands suddenly forming a seal as grey vortexes surfaced in his pupils and began to spin wildly.

"Come out, Rajah Soliman!"

A giant figure appeared, it wore a loincloth like that of Rolo, a red scarf was wrapped around his head, a strange wavy sword was in its hand, and he had a sleeveless torso attire wore.

8 orbs rotated behind Rolo Aur, the grey mana he emitted was beyond the imagination of anyone present. Rolo Aur revealed his Martial Spirit, The infamous heroic prince of Las Filipinas, Rajah Soliman.

In an instant, the entire land seemed to fall into an endless darkness. Darkness filled the sky and covered the land. Not only was one's sight obstructed, even one's senses had been weakened to the limit.

~ROOAAAR~

The 2nd tier Martial animals lost their sense of direction, making them afraid to carelessly attack. They held their positions and took measures to guard themselves as they released low roars.

"Keep close, gather together." Ezra's voice spread. Such darkness was difficult to dispel. Attacking alone would undoubtedly give the other side a chance to find an opening.

Baron and Argus approached the origin of the voice and kept close to Ezra's side. As for Hati, its icy eyes swept across the area, before slowly moving backwards.

"Truly troublesome."

Mumbled Rolo Aur in the darkness.

He had originally planned on catching them off guard before striking. If the other side was to carelessly attack, he could gather his forces and wipe them out as fast as possible.

However, Ezra Zephyr swiftly responded, causing his plan to fail.

"Looks like we can only withdraw."

He shook his head, before flicking his finger. A faint sound was transmitted into the ears of Salom and the rest, causing everyone to immediately fall back.

The darkness gradually faded. Baron immediately looked towards the area Rolo Aur and the rest had been at, only to find that it was now empty. Their figures were already at the edge of the horizon, evidently having decided to escape some time ago.

"They've fled!" The outcome was not to Baron's liking.

Ezra also felt rather regretful. It had been an opportunity to bury the upper realm invaders, but their seemingly endless bag of tricks made this task very difficult.

The prince of Bloodfang Kingdom gazed in the direction they had disappeared in as his eyes narrowed slightly, killing intent flashing within.

"No hurry, we will have our chance. We'll eventually have to decide the ultimate victor in the Spirity Bailiwick after all."

"I know about that man's martial spirit." Said Fenrir.

This shocked Ezra and he quickly questioned. "Is it a mythical being?"

"Yes, an infamous mythical hero, Rajah Soliman of Las Filipinas."

Due to the darkness, Ezra couldn't clearly see the martial spirit, and neither he could count the orbs rotating behind Rolo Aur.

"If Rajah Soliman is here, then... the holder of that martial spirit would also be here..." said Fenrir, his voice seeming to contain a worry.