Outcast Hunter - Chapter 135

It was a bloodbath. The agony, grumbles, and anguish were all written to the wounded’s faces. Be it monsters or humans. Blasphemy, facing the Kraken, flew around the monster in his dragon form. Spewing different colors and types of flames, Blasphemy was overpoweringly hurting the Kraken.

“I have never like a grilled octopus! They aren’t crunchy but chewy!”

It was as though the Kraken was insulted by Blasphemy’s harsh words. Effectively, he agitated the Kraken aiming for him to bring down the sea. Its tentacles crawling in the air found their mark on Blasphemy’s humongous body. Like vine creeping its way to Blasphemy’s sturdy figure, the tentacles wrapped themselves around the dragon, dragging him down the vast sea.

“This damn octopus! Get off me!”

He managed to slip one arm out of its tightening grasp. His sharp claws dug deep into the Kraken’s tentacle. He grabbed onto it and chowed a huge bite. Grunting at its anguish, the Kraken forcibly threw Blasphemy away from him.

“Bleugh! Disgusting tentacle taste!”

He spits the chunk of meat he bit off from the Kraken’s tentacle.

Angrily, the Kraken spits its black ink, aiming at Blasphemy. Irritated at the outcome, the ink blocking his line of sight.

“Your fucking spit is black! What’s that?!” It angers and lit the fury inside

Blasphemy. Disgusted by the spit of the Kraken, he cast his skill. The most destructive and dangerous skill he hasn’t been using ever since that one time when a mosquito kept buzzing and he was super annoyed by it.

<Dark Flame of the Hellish Inferno>

The ball of scorching flame sizes up to the exact vastness of the Kraken’s body. Huge enough to engulf the whole monster and evaporate a part of the sea. Mercilessly and cruelly, Blasphemy fired the round flame towards the Kraken. Even the sea monsters near the Kraken weren’t able to save themselves and, the flying monsters were cooked to crisp.

Grumbling, growling, and grunting, the Kraken used its tentacles to put a stop to the scorching flame. However, it was too hot and destructive the Kraken felt his tentacles getting fried.

Losing all its strength he mustered, the Kraken, along with the round flame, exploded. A heavy gust of hot wind swept the flying monsters away and, the skill left a trace on the sea.

“Don’t blame me. You angered the shit out of me!”

Moving on to the war, Drago was left all alone with the father of one of the Destroyers. The old man was standing beside the kid earlier.

“You poor thing,” sneered the old man. “You haven’t reached maturity yet.”

Calmly, Drago spoke: “That’s what you think, old man. How about you? You’re long past maturity.”

<Draconic Evolution>

Going all out even before the fight, Drago surely knows who he is fighting against. The man standing in front of him can not be underestimated nor belittle. Therefore, showing his utmost strength is the most plausible move he should do.

“Oh ho, my calculations were slightly a bit off. I’m having high expectations right now!”

Made from the finest bone of the first-ever monster made, Roin showcased his unique sword. He has been using the sword ever since he slew the first monster, turned its spinal cord into that of a weapon.

“Surely, you will enjoy this!” Proudly showcasing his maturity, Drago’s newly gained power clashed against one of the most powerful beings there is.