Warlock of War: My Ares System

Chapter 118 Meeting Of Roses (5)

Humble my ass…

I could already see the sadistic smile slowly forming on the girl's face as she beat and beat the boy until he was nearly dead.

He looked as if he was going to be crippled for life due to the extent of his damages, but I guess that was pretty normal for a meeting like this.

The strong devour the weak, and if the weak stay the weak, then they get disposed of like the trash they are.

"I kind of agree with the ideal, but to the point of ruining their life… is a bit harsh," Orme muttered, and I just gave him a weak gaze before eyeing down the Humblecrest girl who was laughing maniacally.

Her lion-like state soon began to take over her body as hair now grew on her forearms.

I've seen skills like where it transforms your entire body into a half-monster/animal, half-human state… but not to this extent.

It looks like she was about to transform into a lion- no, what the hell is that? That's not a lion.

Suddenly, a scorpion tail erupted from the back of her waist, tearing through the casual clothes she was wearing.

Two demonic black horns then began to sprout from her head, molding her aura into something much scarier and prideful than a lion.

"A manticore," I muttered with a smile, and Orme shot his eyes towards me.

"A transformation skill with a monster as strong as that? That is possible?" He asked, and I just shrugged my shoulders.

It looked to be a manticore, but before any of us could investigate any farther, the Humblecrest head suddenly shouted across the arena.

"GET IT UNDER CONTROL! I'M NOT SAVING YOUR ASS THIS TIME SO IF YOU CAN'T CONTAIN IT THEN SAY GOODBYE TO YOUR LIFE!" He shouted without remorse.

"What a jackass," I smirked as she seemed to be too far gone… or so I thought as the cold words from the head filled her with absolute determination.

The scorpion tail was slowly sucked back into her waist, and the demonic horns on her head broke off and then dissipated into black dust upon hitting the arena's floor.

"HUFF… HUFF… HUFF… Motherfucker!" She shouted, kicking the boy in the head one last time before he was dragged away by the Lunascar head.

"Alright, the next match will be between Joker from the Bonebloom family and Dragon from the Wony family!" The Challac head announced.

I couldn't contain the smile that quickly crept onto my face as I didn't expect to have the chance to destroy him so soon… I mean, he's much stronger, faster, and more durable than me, but I've already won.

As I stepped onto the soft sand, I closed my eyes and felt the strings of bloodlust underneath the sand.

"BOTH GET READY! GET SET! AND FIGHT!"

We both started off at a steady pace as we both ran toward each other.

This is… the perfect chance to brew more conflict…

[Berserk Coating] [Cloak of Blood]

First, I activated my favorite skills, which created a dark-red aura around my body which boosted my durability and strength, but on top of that, there was the blood-red cloak that surrounded me like a long blanket.

My opponent, though, wasn't holding back as well since lizard-like scales slowly crept onto his face and up to his cheek.

Another transformation skill… I assume it isn't a half-dragon skill as it feels too weak… a drake, maybe?

CLANG

The young man created a sword of bright red flames while I created a spear using my bloodlust…

It wasn't the best of quality, but it would do against this guy as I wasn't trying to face him head-on.

CLANG CLANG CLANG

We continued to clash our weapons, and I realized we weren't that proficient in materializing weapons through our skills, so we were both pretty equal… in that section.

When we collided weapons, it felt like I was just swinging against a mountain, and every time I tried to use it as a boost of momentum, he would just stop the attack in its path.

Suddenly, just when I thought I was getting the hang of deflecting some of his swings, he pulled out a ball of fire from his hand and shot it right at my face.

I just barely managed to dodge the hot ball of what seemed to be liquid lava, but a swing soon collided with my right arm, and I was sent flying across the arena.

Of course, he didn't give me any time to get up as well as a pillar of fire soon erupted from below me.

This one I was unable to dodge and took the full brunt, but thankfully, my cloak of blood saved me, though it had been completely sacrificed.

It was in tatters and soon just fell off my body as I dodged out of the way of another pillar of fire that had an even wider diameter.

"Oh, man… This thing is harder to pull up than I thought,"

My trump card was taking a while to control, so I was just barely managing to hang on… and I then knew I would be fucked if I didn't activate it now as hundreds of portals made of fire shot out a myriad of flaming weapons.

They might've been made with his weak control, but under so many, the damage began to rack up.

Slowly, they penetrated my dark-red aura, and instead of giving me bruises or blows, they literally just tore through my skin and stuck right into me.

I was becoming a human porcupine, and due to the flaming nature of these things, the burning sensation began to numb my mind.

He was completely out of my league… At most, I was a low C-rank adventurer, while he was at most a high B-rank adventurer.

"Jeez, finally," I muttered as I then flicked up my hand and felt the ground under me rumble.

Large cracks split the ground, and as a smile crept onto my face, a system of blood-red webs erupted from the cracks.

"Foooooo… Now I can finally go all out," I muttered.