The Atrocious Werewolf Prince

"His majesty had actually encountered Ixtal Molarch? And even exchanged blows with him? From the looks of it, His majesty seemed to have forced Ixtal Molarch into withdrawing, he had taken the advantage in their fight."

A warm feeling flowed in Zulfi Dimitry's heart. Ezra Zephyr had such a nonchalant and dominant character, the reason he purposely went against Ixtal Molarch was very likely to show the whole continent the power of the current Bloodfang Kingdom.

"His majesty has left his name on the tablet, looks like I'll have to work harder.

From the looks of it, one will have to achieve a battle accomplishment on the level of the Core Formation stage in order to leave one's name on the tablet"

Numerous ideas swirled in Zulfi Dimitry's head. In the end, he ceased hesitatio, his toes pushing off the ground as greenish sword qi surged out from beneath his feet, forming a dark green cloud that brought him into the sky.

"I should also breakthrough before meeting up with his majesty and the rest... "

As he jumped and was still in mid-air, he saw the tablet shining again, Zulfi looked up.

"1st level Core Formation stage, Shifa Pista, killed 13 Core Formation stage experts against the odds

1st level Core Formation stage, Theor Galearms, killed 8 Core Formation stage experts against the odds.

~SWIISSHH SWIISSHH SWIISSHH~

One after another the tablet shone and around 11 names appeared on the tablet after Theor Galearms.

Zulfi's eyes widened, and he remembered those names, every one of them was the martial master of Bloodfang Kingdom.

"Oh my goodness..." murmured Zulfi.

<In the Forest>

A certain individual gazed at the tablet, his eyes filled with ferocity. "Disgraceful bearmen, always ahead in ruining my empire's name." He said as he clenched his fist.

~CRRAACK~

Blood oozed from within his hands, the fierce youth was holding a sliced head in his hand that just busted.

<A place in Spirity Bailiwick>

A white dressed man with a long white sword on back smiled at the tablet. "The prince of Bloodfang Kingdom lived up to his words." He said and moved.

Like that, every genius looked at the tablet in astonishment.

<A certain area in the Spirity Bailiwick>

Salom Uqually was seated on a mountain peak, his head raised to view the Spirity Tablet in the sky. The expression on his face fluctuate as he stared at the words on the tablet.

Moments later, he mumbled to himself, "Ezra Zephyr... Why have I not heard of this person's power, and what made a such devastated kingdom and crippled prince so powerful in a short time?"

Salom frowned slightly, he had a verbal quarrel and the outcome was him being in a disadvantageous position, leaving him no option but to withdraw as well

"His Martial Spirit must be extremely powerful and he is likely hiding something." Salom slowly muttered, his expression turning much graver for the first time. He had a feeling that Ezra Zephyr would likely be his biggest obstacle this time.

"It will be a huge problem if I don't find a way to eliminate him..."

Mumbled Salom Uqually to himself. His eyes suddenly narrowed slightly as he icily said, "Since you're already here, show yourself. Sneaking around and hiding, what difference is there between you and a rat?"

The surroundings remained silent.

A cold light flashed in Salom's eyes. His five fingers suddenly clenched into a fist as he fiercely punched in a certain direction.

~BOOOM~

His Qi whizzed forth, damaging even the ground below his feet.

The Qi shot towards a certain spot. However, just as it was about to hit, the space there suddenly rippled as a pale hand slowly reached out.

The hand gently twirled, stopping the domineering Qi when it was right in front of the palm.

Strange grey Qi gushed out from the pale hand, clashing against the Qi of Salom. In the end, the latter was completely corroded away with a final fizzle...

"Why the need to be so hostile against a guest from far away." A raspy voice suddenly rang out. Space rippled again as a figure in loincloth slowly appeared.

The young man in black had a set of life-less grey pupils that looked akin to vortexes, a sight that made one shiver.

"Who are you? I don't recall someone like you amongst those from the Naran Continent." Salom frowned as he stared at the grey pupil youth. The aura from the latter's body made him feel the need to be wary.

This youth was clearly no ordinary individual. The youth in loincloth seemed to grin. "Upper realm, Las Filipinas, Rolo Aur."

Salom's pupils shrank slightly as he said in a cold voice, "Someone from the Upper realm? This Spirity Bailiwick belongs to our Lower realm's Naran Continent, you people from the upper realm dare to sneak in? Looks like you are up to nothing good, and probably intend to snatch away the greatest blessing."

The youth in loincloth shook his head. "Blessings are granted by the will of the destiny and are not exclusive in nature. Only the strong are worthy of it.

If I manage to take it, it would only mean that I am more qualified than the prided geniuses of the Naran Continent or... lower realm in the whole"

Salom faintly said, "Then let me test if you do have the qualifications."

The Qi began to rise from his body, forming a great rod behind him as the rock below him began to shake.

The qi cultivated was a little similar to Ixtal Molarch's, only more domineering.

The youth in loincloth. "I am not here to fight you, but propose a certain cooperation."

"Cooperation?" Salom's eyes narrowed.

The youth called Rolo Aur answered in a raspy voice, "I saw the battle between Ezra Zephyr and Ixtal Molarch."

Salom's heart shivered a little. He had not realised there was someone who could come here after witnessing that fight, the distance was too long. It seems that Rolo Aur had some very strange abilities.

"You don't believe I was there, right? Hehe, but Ezra Zephyr knew I was there. The reason why he did not use his full power was because he was guarding against me." The vortexes in Rolo's grey pupils rotated.

"It is true that I never expected someone like that to appear in your Naran Continent." He showed a thin smile.

Salom was expressionless.

"I heard that Ezra Zephyr has a pretty bad relationship with your true love Emily Jomez. That's why you will ultimately pit yourself against him."

Rolo slowly continued, "He's a great threat, but if we cooperate, we will surely be able to eliminate him.

I feel that such cooperation will be very important to you." The expression in Salom's eyes became deep but readable.

He was indeed a little enticed by this deal. Ezra Zephyr was too mysterious and will definitely become a huge problem, an even bigger there's than John Starc and the rest.

As for whether working together with those from the Upper realm would invoke the ire of the other prided geniuses of the Naran Continent, Salom did not need to take it into consideration.

There was nothing he would not stoop to in order to walk the path of the strong.

Salom said in a low voice, "Although Ezra Zephyr has not yet reached the Core Formation stage, he is a complete mystery. Even if we do manage to defeat him, we may not be able to eliminate him.

The two of us may not be able to, but what if we add another two?" Rolo Aur smiled faintly.

The moment these words were said, Salom Uqually sensed spiritual energy waves erupt from the surroundings.

Next, two figures rose into the sky and landed around him.

These two figures were extremely young, but the powerful spiritual energy ripples spread from their bodies making Salom's pupils shrink in fear. The two of them were likely not weaker than Fair Sword.

It seems that the Upper realm had come prepared, their goal, the greatest blessing.

There was a change in Salom's expression. Even though he was currently surrounded by 3 people, he did not display any fear. If he wanted to leave, there would naturally be a way, he thought.

The genius of the 2nd branch Uqually clan slowly said, "If it's now, I believe it should be enough."

Such a line-up could only be described as terrifying. No matter how mysterious Ezra Zephyr was, once he was trapped in their net, escape would practically be impossible.

Rolo Aur softly chuckled. "Since that is so, our alliance is temporarily established. However, there is something else that we'll need your help with after."

Salom asked as he squinted his eyes, "What is it?"

"These teammates of mine are rather interested in the super elite geniuses of your Naran Continent and plan to use them to leave their names on the tablet."

Salom indifferently responded, "I can lead the way, but they are no kind saints either. It is not certain who will end up trampling who in the end. Of course, the best outcome would be for both parties to end up injured."

"There is no need for you to worry about such matters." Rolo shook his head. Soon after, he looked towards Salom and smiled, "Are you not worried that our Upper Realm will take all the top places, making the prided geniuses of your Naran Continent lose all their face?"

Salom thought about it for a moment. "What does that got to do with me?"

Rolo was stunned but soon began to laugh.

"I hope we'll have a happy alliance."