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Chapter 72: Bloodline Magus! (Fixed)

Tron gritted his teeth as he was being forced back. He, then, glanced at the floating Arcane water tiger. A chill directly pierced through his heart and made him skin feel numb.

"Be careful!"

A sense of anger enveloped his heart and Tron glared fiercely. He let out a violent roar and it resounded within the forest.

"Blood Rage!"

Tron's roar resounded and echoed within his heart. Sudden crimson mist enveloped Tron and lit up at the surface of Tron's body like aura. A unique fluctuation gushed out.

This fluctuation was not particularly powerful, but it caused Mazel to tremble when it reached him. His eyes seemed to have instantly entered a trance.

"Hmph."

However, this trance only lasted a moment and Mazel quickly recovered from it as he let out a cold hmph. This Tron was definitely different from the ordinary Mages. No wonder that family paid him to come. However, no matter how much he struggled, it was not easy for him to make up for the humongous gap between them.

"Swish!"

Mazel's arm trembled, thick arcane energy flowed out like a storm and the rain Tiger immediately expanded to fifty meters.

A violent arcane energy surged out as the Tiger slapped Megaton away from Tron's hand forcibly and then leapt at Tron's and took a huge bite at his shoulder.

"Crunch!"

The sounds of bones breaking echoed as Tron's shoulder shattered. The rain tiger then faded.

Mazel watched the scene and let out a faint smile while thinking that the situation was already over. His eyes stared at the boy. Yet, under the drizzle, the pair of black eyes stared at him like a deep black hole. From those eyes, a wordless sense of danger unexpectedly filled Mazel's heart.

Shuaa!

The boy in front of him did not care about his shattered shoulder. The pain didn't even manage to make his eyebrows tremble. His hands shook and a crimson light flashed by. In the end, the umbrella that Mazel was holding in his left hand split into two under his astonished eyes.

The umbrella landed on the ground powerlessly and caused a little splash. Mazel stared as he watched the scene before turning around to look at the boy, who retreated backwards. Blood constantly flowed out from the boy's shoulders.

"You actually saw through it…"

Mazel's mouth muttered and his face became serious. The boy in front of him had actually managed to notice the flaw of his Matrix. Not only did he make him tremble, the boy had the courage to use his own body as a lure in order to make him reveal an opening. Moreover, he even managed to take advantage of this opening and cut apart his umbrella without any hesitation.

At the same time…It also cut apart his connection to the Matrix.

"You lost."

Tron said to Mazel as he grinned and laughed.

Amongst his laughter, the rain suddenly stopped. The surrounding air seemed to flash and Tron began to hear vague human sounds entering his ear.

It was still the same forest. However, there were no traces of rain on the ground. The sun even started to shine brightly in the sky and in the distance, a few figures began to emerge.

It was evident that the "Reality-Altering Matrix" that he had enveloped this place with had been destroyed.

Tron stared in front of him. At that place, Mazel was examining him with a serious expression. Then, he let out a laugh as he said: "You're quite an amazing boy. I never expected Darkbane Academy would produce such a genius, jumping levels to battle."

Tron smiled, but his eyes remained on alert: "Next up, do you still plan on attacking?"

"The Matrix has already been destroyed. I can't kill you now. Your instructors should be on their way, but you should behave yourself from now on." Mazel said as he let out a faint smile and stared deeply at Tron. After he finished speaking, he turned around immediately and slowly walked away.

Tron's eyes remained fixed on Mazel as he disappeared in the distance. However, his eyebrows were still tense. This was because the sense of danger he was feeling did not completely disappear. It was evident that Valtor had made up his mind and did not plan on letting him return safely to the academy.

...

"This Mazel, he really is useless!"

Instructor Gerald cursed under his breath.

***

Finally in the safe space of the Cave, Tron was finally able too take in a breath of relief. Just a few hours ago, his life had been in danger, twice.

Immediately blocking the entrance of the cave with large trees, Tron placed some of his spoils of wars at the entrance as some kind of alert and then headed deeper into the cave. Within the next second, he immediately slept off like a baby.

The stress accumulated from the numerous battle started to fade from his body as he slept off peacefully.

While Tron was sleeping, the students in the Augmented dimension were either looking for what to eat, battling magical creatures or searching for magical herbs and items.

It was morning therefore, they were all striving hard to either improve their Arcane powers or quickly increase their kill points. Some were also robbing others.

Within a dense forest, a young man dashed through the trees like an agile monkey. Moving at a speed of 60km/h. It seemed as though there was something chasing him.

However, it wasn't that something or some monster was chasing him, he was the one chasing a monster instead.

However this youngman was unlike any typical Magus. His method was completely different. Instead of pursuing the monster with his magical tool by infusing arcane energy within it, he was actually using his own physical strength to chase the monster. Running through the forest like cheetah as he was actually running in all fours like an actual animal.

If anyone knowledgeable saw this young man, only one thing would come to mind. 'Were-beast Magus'.

Mages who infuse the power of a strong magical beast into their body by merging with the Gene-skin of a strong magical creature and earn the power of the creature itself.

Finally in the safe space of the Cave, Tron was finally able too take in a breath of relief. Just a few hours ago, his life had been in danger, twice.

Immediately blocking the entrance of the cave with large trees, Tron placed some of his spoils of wars at the entrance as some kind of alert and then headed deeper into the cave. Within the next second, he immediately slept off like a baby.

The stress accumulated from the numerous battle started to fade from his body as he slept off peacefully.

While Tron was sleeping, the students in the Augmented dimension were either looking for what to eat, battling magical creatures or searching for magical herbs and items.

It was morning therefore, they were all striving hard to either improve their Arcane powers or quickly increase their kill points.

Some were also robbing others.

Within a dense forest, a young man dashed through the trees like an agile monkey. Moving at a speed of 60km/h. It seemed as though there was something chasing him.

However, it wasn't that something or some monster was chasing him, he was the one chasing a monster instead.

However this youngman was unlike any typical Magus. His method was completely different.

Instead of pursuing the monster with his magical tool by infusing arcane energy within it, he was actually using his own physical strength to chase the monster. Running through the forest like cheetah as he was actually running in all fours like an actual animal.

His features completely different from ordinary person.

He had the face of what seem to be a mixture of tiger and human as though a wolf had been grafted onto a human frame.

His skin was covered in coarse, dark hairs that ran along his jawline and cheeks, blending into his wild mane of tangled hair making him look like a true beast.

His nose was human in size but shaped more like a snout, broad and slightly elongated, with flaring nostrils that twitched as they picked up the scent of his prey.

His eyes were the most unsettling feature—a pair of golden, slitted pupils, like those of a predator.

They gleamed in the dim forest light with a cold, calculating intelligence but with a look of a hunter in the wild.

Sharp, elongated canine teeth jutted from his slightly parted lips, glistening with saliva, ready to tear into flesh.

His mouth, while still shaped like a human's, seemed too wide when he grinned, giving him a predatory, almost feral appearance.

As he ran, he growled softly under his breath, the sound was low, rumbling, and animalistic.

If anyone knowledgeable saw this young man, only one thing would come to mind. 'Bloodline Magus'.

Mages who infuse the power of a strong magical beast into their body by merging with the Gene-skin of a strong magical creature and earn the power of the creature itself.