Era of Pet Beasts: Picking Up a Dark Demon Dragon Egg Right off the Bat - Chapter 32
WHOOSH WHOOSH
The sound of wings flapping could be heard.
A red giant flew out from the dust.
Its left hand was still gripping the neck of the lion. While its right hand held the sword and pierced through the lion’s chest.
“Macmillan!”
Seeing this, Gibran immediately cried out in shock.
His mutated beast had been instantly suppressed!
Even a B-rank beast might not be able to do such a thing.
However, it happened right before his eyes.
Gibran could not accept the truth.
“How can such a weakling compare to me?”
Athosen pulled out the Bloodthirsty Edge from the Fiery Snowstorm Lion’s chest and mocked with a hoarse voice.
“Hah!”
Gibran shouted and immediately rushed towards Macmillan.
Matthew was puzzled.
Humans were not strong in combat, so they needed the protection of mutated beasts.
Was Gibran not afraid of being killed as he charged towards Athosen?
Just as Matthew was puzzled, Gibran’s hands emitted a dazzling light.
“What is this!?”
Matthew looked at the two beams of light with infinite curiosity.
“Is he a mage?”
Matthew immediately made a guess.
He had once read in books that there were humans who could use magic and were known as a mage. They were an existence that could fight against mutated beasts alone.
“He’s both a Beast Tamer and a mage. Interesting.”
Matthew began to anticipate how Athosen would react to the attack.
Athosen had inherited memories from its bloodline, so it naturally knew of the existence of mages.
“Magic?”
It chuckled and said in a hoarse voice, “Do you think magic can do anything to me?”
As it spoke, Athosen threw the Fiery Snowstorm Lion out.
Boom!
The Fiery Snowstorm Lion’s massive body crashed heavily into the ground, creating a 30-meter crater.
Gibran quickly came to the Fiery Snowstorm Lion’s side and placed his hands at a spot 10 centimeters above its skin. Light spots containing healing effects fell from his palm and healed the Fiery Snowstorm Lion’s injuries.
In just a short moment, the savage wound on the Fiery Snowstorm Lion’s chest stopped bleeding.
Seeing this, Matthew couldn’t help but exclaim inwardly, “Is this the rapport between mages and mutated beasts? They can heal injured mutated beasts quickly.”
Athosen stood high in the sky and did not stop him. It was as if it disdained taking advantage of others’ precarious position.
“Even if you join forces, I will still chop you into pieces!”
It looked down at the Fiery Snowstorm Lion and Gibran, its hoarse voice revealing its pride.
A minute later, the Fiery Snowstorm Lion’s injuries were healed.
Other than the bloodstain on its chest, there was no sign of it having suffered an injury.
“You’re strong, but we’re not weak either!”
Gibran looked firmly at Athosen in the sky.
After saying this, he jumped onto the back of the Fiery Snowstorm Lion.
At this moment, Gibran looked like a knight with absolute faith in his heart!
Roar!
The Fiery Snowstorm Lion cooperated with Gibran and let out an imposing lion roar.
Gibran waved his hands and drew lines in the space, forming a huge magic formation.
Athosen still had no intentions to stop him and let Gibran draw the magic formation.
A moment later, the outline of the magic formation was completed.
Roar!
The Fiery Snowstorm Lion breathed into the magic formation.
The power of the breath passed through the magic formation and transformed into a powerful beam of light!
“You can do that!?”
Matthew’s eyes widened.
This was knowledge that he had never seen before when he was browsing through books.
This was something new to him.
“Darkin shall sever everything!”
Athosen raised the Bloodthirsty Edge high above his head. Dark red flames ignited on the sword.
[World-Extinguishing Flame]
Athosen, who was standing proudly in the air, had actually raised his strength to the limits.
He was like a god of darkness that looked down on the world!
“Sacrifice your blood to the Darkin!”
Athosen let out a furious roar, and the hands holding the Bloodthirsty Edge abruptly descended.
A terrifying sword aura imbued with World-Extinguishing Flame erupted forth.
It was as if this sword was going to slice apart heaven and earth.
Even the sky seemed to dim in comparison.
Boom!
The sword aura collided with the light beam.
The two extreme powers collided, causing the space to distort.
But Athosen’s sword aura was not blocked by the beam of light.
The sword aura split the beam of light apart and continued forward.
“How is this possible!?”
Gibran’s eyes widened in disbelief.
He used the magic formation to boost the Fiery Snowstorm Lion’s attack by ten times, but it was actually broken so easily!
Even a B-rank beast would not be able to break down such an attack in a short time.
But this red giant had done it!
“Could it be a peak B-rank!?”
Gibran was shocked.
He had never expected that a beast of this level would attack the city.
B-rank mutated beasts were extremely rare. Even in the vast Maar Mountains, there were only six of them.
“Dodge! Macmillan!”
At this moment, Gibran had no time to think too much.
The attack was approaching, he had to make the Fiery Snowstorm Lion dodge.
Otherwise, if they were struck by such a powerful attack, their chances of survival would be extremely low.
When the Fiery Snowstorm Lion heard the command, it immediately gathered its strength into its four limbs and prepared to leap away.
However, Athosen’s sword aura was too fast. The moment the Fiery Snowstorm Lion’s four limbs left the ground, the sword aura attacked it.
The sword aura pierced through the man and the beast, leaving a hundred-meter-long sword scar on the ground. Surrounding the scar was the World-Extinguishing Flame.
Plop!
The Fiery Snowstorm Lion’s limbs were broken, it knelt on the ground and slowly lowered its head.
And there was a conspicuous bloodstain in the middle of Gibran’s body.
There were shock and indignation in his eyes as he fell from the Fiery Snowstorm Lion’s body onto the ground
“Lord Gibran!”
The guards at the back wailed loudly.
The civilians hiding in the corner also made a commotion.
“The youngest C-class Beast Tamer in Yunras City died just like that?”
“How could Lord Gibran lose!?”
“Lord Gibran has fallen, who else can save us!”
They began to panic, screaming for help in despair.
When Matthew saw all of this, he did not appear to resolve the misunderstanding.
Gibran was not dead, and he did not intend to kill anyone.
“Such guts! How dare you hurt the people of my Yunras City!”
At this moment, an extremely dignified voice sounded from the horizon.
Hope immediately appeared on the faces of the guards.
They shouted happily towards the city, “We greet the City Lord!”
All of the civilians were ecstatic.
Since the city lord was here, they would not be in danger.
They kowtowed to the city and shouted together with the guards, “We greet the City Lord!”
Then Matthew saw a man flying over from the horizon.
That person’s flying speed was very slow, but he arrived at Gibran’s side within a few moments.
He seemed as slow as a snail, but he was so fast that no one could believe their eyes.