The Atrocious Werewolf Prince

Chapter 157 Two Attacks Only

?The wolf squinted his eyes. "What about Norse dominion?"

"I don't know about them, they reside far away from us."

Fenrir laughed. "Haha, yet you travelled all the way there to collude with them just to kill me."

Rajah Indarapatra laughed as well. "Haha, you were the biggest threat after all."

Fenrir closed his eyes and nodded his head before saying. "Thank you for informing me." He opened his eyes and continued. "How would you like to die?"

Rajah Indaraptra smiled heroically and replied. "I won't die but you will and that's why I wanted to let you know all these things." He was confident.

"And what if I manage to survive?" Fenrir inquired.

"One of us will perish today, I am sure this is your last chance and you won't be able to resurrect your spirit, not unless you ascend to the upper realm.

And if I lose, I will be devoured by you and there won't be any resurrection for me. So it's do or die for both, as for the information, I informed you because I admire you. Only you can make the upper realm panic at the thought of you."

Fenrir scoffed. "Let's start!"

The spiritual energy started to surge from Carlo's body as he looked at Ezra Zephyr. "Ezra, let's try martial arts. What's your martial art called?"

"Art of Survival." The red werewolf replied.

He created this art in the very last year of his training, he fought and trained for 4 years with unique and super-rare geniuses. They all possessed their own martial arts. Spear, Sword, Gauntlets, Daggers, Axe-Hammer and a Bow.

He fought them with weapons and bare hands and eventually formed a martial art of his own. And he called it the Art of Survival because it was no trivial matter to survive against those puppets.

Carlo laughed. "Very good, Whippy Blade versus Art of Survival. Let's see which one prevails."

Ezra silently looked at him, he tried to call Kavar but failed. When Carlo activated his strangely powerful skill "Space Descent" he cut a portion of land and descent it on the target.

He used one of the commands of Fenrir's Blessing spell, Ezra can easily exchange the position with his soldier whenever he wants. And he switched positions and got inside the black cell while Mad God Bear was buried beneath the giant land.

He tried to call it back but the pentagon formation couldn't be formed between the land.

At that time, Carlo pressed his chest again, and Ezra's eyes widened. He knew whenever the former touched his chest, his power increased by folds.

"I only have 2 more attacks left to play, after that, my body will fall" Said Carlo. "I acknowledge you and that is why I am apprising you that there are only 2 trump cards left in me. If you beat them, you will win." Carlo was smiling, despite the fact that his nose and eyes were bleeding, Drepa's poison was eating him inside.

"Rajah Indarapatra, Unleash!"

~VRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOO~

A tsunami of spiritual energy was released from within the body of Carlo Aur as 10 robs rotated behind his back.

"Ezra, this is my way of showing respect, now I can't seal my powers back. So even if I survive your atrocious poison, I can not stay here and will go back to Las Filipinas, you successfully crumbled our plans."

Ezra's eyes widened. "10 orbs!" He murmured.

That was the true grade of Rajah Indarapatra, a martial spirit of 10th grade.

He raised his sword and uttered. "Whippy Blade: Million Whips."

~VRRROOOOOOOOOMMMM~

The dense spiritual energy's tsunami merged around his sword, the Omaca's three blades became six, six became twelve and twelve became twenty four.

In front of Ezra Zephyr, the Urumi sword turned into millions of blades shining in greyish colour.

Ezra could only see the brilliance of it, he was not worried about the martial art but was troubled by the enormous amount of qi packed in those attacks.

He dropped his both weapons, the sword Efsa and the hook Drepa. But before they could hit the ground he held the Gleipnit and started to spin.

Both weapons spun in the air as spirals, at that time Ezra used another technique of his martial art.

"Art of Survival: Deathly Spirals."

Both spirals were infused with black terrifying lightning and were vertically ready to slash whatever comes in their way.

Soon, the swords of Carlo Aur were unleashed and millions of bright and shiny whips descended.

The spirals moved and met the whips.

~BOOOM BAAAM THAAAH PHAAA~

Myriad of strange exploding sounds occurred and the spirals were destroyed by the sheer number of whips.

Ezra growled and dashed into the woods, he moved with every bit of his energy. He waved his hands to block and parry as many whips as he could and used Portal Cutter multiple times.

But the whips changed directions and hit him.

After a long series of thrashing the technique of Carlo ended. "I am impressed." Said Carlo as he looked at Ezra Zephyr.

His entire body was slashed and cut, there were thousands of small and large cuts, and his left eye was damaged as well.

He panted heavily as he gazed at the blue armoured man raising his sword again.

"Whippy Blade: One Whip."

~BBZZZZZZZZZZ~

The ground shook and his final and last move that his martial art contains emerged.

All three blades of Urumi sword merged to become one and slashed at Ezra emitting greyish qi.

Ezra Zephyr saw that and tried to parry it. "Art of Survival: Parry the Mountain"

Both his sword and hook moved in the union to parry the attack but the spiritual energy difference was too much.

~PIITAAAAAAAAAA~

A loud thrash and Ezra's left arm fell to the ground, blood oozing from it.

His entire strength was crumbling as he fell to his knees.

The same went for Carlo, he was on his knees as well. None of them had any power left to battle.

"Haha, let us see, which one of us last long *cough*" said Carlo.

Ezra Zephyr raised his bloody face and smiled as he murmured something.

Carlo flinched but couldn't hear it.

~KEEEEERIRRIIRIRIRIIRRI~

A sudden cry reverberated, Carlo was traumatized as he looked behind, a shiny giant eagle came out of a pentagon portal.

His jaw drop as he said. "3rd tier Martial Animal!"