The Atrocious Werewolf Prince

Astonishment flashed in Ezra's eyes when he heard this. Sure enough, every person who could become an apex-level genius was no simple individual.

"Right, have you heard any news about Argus Woska?" The prince suddenly asked.

Baron pondered a little before he answered, "Who is that?"

Ezra shook his head, "Nevermind, what about John Stark?"

"You should already know that Salom Uqually is working together with those from the upper realm in order to deal with Fair Sword of Humanity, right?"

The prince faintly nodded.

"But, I've heard that Fair Sword met our princess, her highness Farrie Holaleth. With that peace deary princess of ours around, even upper realm invaders will not be able to catch up."

Baron indicated that there was no need for Ezra to worry as he wondered why he asked about a human.

"Her highness's speed and movement magic are definitely the best amongst the Naran Continent's younger generation."

"Oh?" The prince was somewhat amazed.

Baron explained, "The Royal Family owns a 7th circle spell called 'Swimming Fairy', which is also the origin of her majesty's name Farrie, which is the alternative of earlier. Most importantly, she was able to master this movement based 7th Circled Spell."

"A movement based 7th circle spell?" Ezra was slightly shocked. That was a 7th circle spell, equivalent to Gamma layer skill. One must know that a sorcerer at this level was extremely rare even in the entire Naran Continent.

Its profoundness and wondrousness far surpassed the other spells.

With Farrie Holalrth around, it was impossible for Rolo and Salom to trap John Stark again, however, Ezra was still worried about his injured countryman, Argus Woska.

"I think he should be fine now, I have to go and find another one." Said the prince, and began turning around to leave. Hearing Argus was hurt had given him a huge fury. He could not imagine how he could face his grandfather who has taken Argus as his pupil if something happened to him.

"Hai..."

Baron hurriedly pulled Ezra's arm when he saw this, stopping him as he looked around and said, "The Spirity Bailiwick is huge, how will you find him? If you keep searching around like a headless fly, won't you miss every blessing in here?"

Ezra could not track Argus, the compass could only specify Ezra Zephyr with a red dot, the rest of Bloodfang Kingdom's martial masters were shown in green dots, and no one knew who was who.

"It is enough as long as I have the blessings I need. If it is fate, they will naturally come." Ezra Zephyr was rather open-minded, he knew too much greed can kill him. And what blessing would defeat the treasures he had in his cave?

Baron's eyes widened. They seemed to swivel in thought for a moment, before he said, "I have a better idea. Since so many prided geniuses have gathered here, we should distinguish ourselves and obtain the blessing here.

Our names will then begin to spread, and with so many people helping us spread our reputation, it will definitely land in her highness's ears sooner or later.

Then they will know our location and come to find us. Isn't this more convenient?"

Ezra Zephyr was taken aback. There was some logic to this method. Soon after, he seemed to smile as he looked towards Baron. "It seems that you are very interested in the golden pool's blessing?"

Baron smiled bitterly, he wanted him to stay because he desired a dependable helper. Seeing that upper realm guys have interfered, he had no other choices unless he wants the same fate as that of John Stark.

Baron nodded, not denying it. "Did you know? It's said that the scaled pool is full of wonders. Not only does it possess the power to purify and strengthen the body, but it can also even nourish the Martial Spirit and temper one's spiritual energy. Most importantly, of course, it can allow a bloodline to return to its ancestral state."

"Returning a bloodline to its ancestral state?" Ezra was stunned. He shot a thoughtful ponder at Mad God Bear and Razor Pearl Eagle in his spell space. Such a function was clearly more useful to Martial Animals.

"You are a werewolf, you have beast blood in you. If you can enter the scaled pool, your bloodline will definitely return to its ancestral state, allowing it to grow closer to the state of a higher stage." Baron anxiously looked at Ezra Zephyr.

"I wonder if my werewolf bloodline will evolve and reach the next possible level?" Mumbled the prince to himself inside.

A sliver of interest rose within him.

"You can't reach the scaled pool even with your ability?" Asked the werewolf prince.

Baron was one of the apex-level geniuses of the Naran Continent. His close combat sorcery and spells could not be weak.

Baron showed a pained look on his bright handsome face. "It's said that there are many 2nd tier Martial Animals in the vicinity of the pool. I managed to get close a few days ago but encountered one of them.

It was not easy for me to beat it, but that bastard quickly called over three other 2nd tier Martial Animals."

"So many 2nd-tier Martial Animals?" Ezra Zephyr was a little surprised.

Normally speaking, a 2nd tier Martial Animal was already a tyrant-like figure in the Spirity Bailiwick. "Why had so many of them gathered in this place?"

"I don't know either... I heard that there weren't so many of them here before."

"Aren't you an elf? Can't you communicate with them?" Asked the prince.

Bewilderment filled Baron's face. "That's right, I am normally able to communicate even if I encounter a 2nd tier Martial Animal, but it doesn't work with the Martial Animals here.

However, I managed to obtain some information from a Martial Animal elsewhere."

"What information?"

Baron hesitated for a moment, before he very carefully said, "It seems that these 2nd tier Martial Animals' have a boss, and it's this boss that called them here from the other mountains..."

Ezra's eyes squinted in curiosity.

"These 2nd tier Martial Animals had a leader? What grade could command such authority? Who would dare to trespass against such security...?"

~BOOOOM~

A shockwave of Martial Animal's force devastated the surrounding forest, towering tree after a tree snapped at their waists, while cracks grew like spider webs on the ground.

At the epicentre of the force, a giant multi-coloured winged tiger roared.

Above it, a huge bird flapped its wings, sending ice-cold force sweeping downwards that covered the land in a layer of ice.

The tiger opened its mouth as a violent force charged out like a flood, clashing with the icy force.

The battle between the two titans could be said to shake the mountains.

Ezra Zephyr and Baron were watching the battle nearby. The ice sparrow-like bird clearly also had 2nd tier strength that did not lose to the multi-coloured tiger.

"However, this tiger does not have a Gamma layer skill. It seems that not all 2nd tier Martial Anims possess one." Ezra secretly mumbled to himself as he watched the fight.

When Baron saw that the two beasts were at a stalemate, he opened his mouth and said, "Werewolf prince, I'm going to help that sparrow. Help me keep watch."

Ezra's nodded with a smile upon hearing this, that smile creeped the elf out.

Baron's toes pushed off the ground, his armoured body leaping into the air and landing on the ice bird.

He reached out a small hand and pressed it against the bird's body.

A warm light seemed to flash in the eyes of the bird as it flapped its wings and rose into the sky. Spiritual Energy whizzed forth, transforming into countless ice feathers.

The ice feathers were sharp without equal and extremely cold.

~SWWWIISH~

The ice feathers seemed to block out the sky as they descended.

The tiger raised its head and roared, creating a powerful sound wave. The sound wave fused into its Spiritual Energy, visible to the naked eye as it spread, shattering any ice feathers in its path.

"This tiger is a pretty difficult opponent. I can't hide my power while fighting him." Ezra's expression turned a little graver as he watched from some distance away.

The strength displayed by the martial animal was remarkable.

"But Baron is also very handy. As expected of an apex-level genius." A look of thought was revealed on Ezra's face.

Baron's strength had the realm of the Core Formation Stage.

In addition, Ezra could tell that when Baron and Little Frost came into contact, the two seemed to fuse together. The ice bird's attacks began to display liveliness and fluidity and had even started to give off the same strange boost.

"The shattered ice feathers..."

Ezra stared at the battlefield. The feathers that had been shattered by the tiger had turned into almost undetectable dust.

The dust floated in the air and was unknowingly breathed in by the tiger, entering its body.

"What a formidable tactic. Can't believe that bird is able to take things to this level."

Shock filled Ezra's heart. The previous ice feather bombardment had only been a ruse. The bird's true aim was to conceal the existence of the ice dust, dust that contained extremely cold force.