After a few days passed. Rocky checked his beast’s stats.
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Race: Tyrant Cat
Level: 34
Species Rank: Calamity
Strength: 195
Constitution: 165
Mana: 233
Speed: 244
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Race: Ancient ape
Level: 36
Species Rank: Calamity
Strength: 190
Constitution: 173
Mana: 156
Speed: 164
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He intended to go to another high-risk green dungeon, but unfortunately, his beasts were barely in the mood to clear one. Thus, he could only sigh and return to the Plant Association. Yet, he suddenly received an announcent from the academy.
His punishnt had been cancelled. He could already imagine what had happened when he recalled Walter’s expression.
He had helped him... Well, it made sense. After all, the Plant Association stood behind the academy. Honestly, he didn’t really care. A few days off had basically been a holiday for him.
(I should return to the academy. That place still has value to .)
Rocky strode down the academy hallway, heading toward the classroom. anwhile, Matt was curled up on top of his head, and Bobby was sitting leisurely on his right shoulder.
At so point, he suddenly saw so familiar faces.
Joe, Cuthbert, Shawn.
Three beasts followed behind them.
Rocky just shook his head tiredly. Honestly, he felt sick seeing those three damned faces again and again in the academy.
Joe clapped in amusent, his voice full of mockery.
"Congratulations! Your beast has reached level 36... What an achievent with your trash taming ability."
Then his expression shifted when he noticed another beast on Rocky’s head. For a mont, a tinge of jealousy flashed in his eyes at the sight of Rocky having a second beast. However, he burst into laughter when he saw the cat’s black aura.
"Another beast from the black zone... even a house cat?"
Shawn smirked.
"What trash."
Cuthbert grinned and pointed at their beasts.
"Look at ours. They’ve reached level 8x. Just a while ago, they were only level 5x. Do you understand why they leveled up so fast?"
He chuckled.
"Because we used your big sister’s ability. She’s very useful."
Shawn nodded in satisfaction.
"A good tool for the Stephens Clan. That’s her place. And you? You’re even more trash than your sisters."
Shawn sighed in amusent as he approached Rocky. He patted Rocky’s shoulder while pointing at the black cat.
"A house cat... Maybe I should peel off its skin. It’ll make a good scarf."
He chuckled, his eyes gleaming viciously as his beast-hand shot toward the black cat with clear intent.
He wanted to squeeze the cat into a puddle of blood before Rocky could react. Yet, A chill suddenly ran down his spine the mont the black cat lazily opened its amber eyes.
Its lovely maw widened into a massive hole as the corners of its mouth split open.
Thousands of disproportionate teeth stretched across its maw, moving nonstop as if a at grinder were running at full power.
Before them was no longer a sweet cat, but a monstrous one.
Shawn couldn’t control his montum as his hand lunged straight into the monstrous cat’s maw, as if he was shoving it into a at grinder.
It was too late.
"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!"
A deafening scream mixed with sobs echoed through the hallway as Shawn fell backward. His skin turned pale as death as he stared at the monstrous cat in terror.
Powerless, he could only watch as his right arm was devoured inside the hideous cat’s maw.
"H-Help !" Shawn scread, clutching his severed arm in panic.
At that mont, the other two finally snapped out of it. They seed completely shaken by Matt’s terrifying appearance.
"A-Attack!" they shouted, ordering their beasts to fight.
The three beasts returned to their true forms.
Fla Salamander Lv 78
Long-Maned Lion Lv 81
White Wolf Lv 74
Rocky spat when he glanced at them in disgust. He turned his attention to Shawn, who was pathetically crawling toward the white wolf on the ground, leaving a trail of blood behind from his serious wound.
(That bastard doesn’t even deserve to be killed.)
"It’s your performance, Matt. Let them suffer an unforgettable terror."
The black cat nodded and jumped out of Rocky’s head, returning to his real form.
Pretty soon, Matt’s hulking body appeared, his imnse figure almost filling up the hallway. The tuft of pitch-black fur on his chest grew at a horrifying speed, thick drool dripping from his long maw that revealed rows of beastly teeth.
Every muscle fiber of the beast pulsed evenly, as if screaming to slaughter. He took a step, a cracking sound echoing across the floor—the result of his razor-sharp talons against the hard floor. Then he slowly lowered his head so he could look down at the enemy beasts, after all, his body was simply too huge.
He giggled, long drool hanging from his maw, the tongue swaying like snakes. His eyes were filled with amusent and contempt toward the beasts ahead, as if they were nothing but inferior trash.
"D-Damn! It’s really a cat?.. It’s literally a monster." Cuthbert’s expression twisted in disbelief when he saw the cat’s real body.
"Don’t worry... It’s just a trash beast from the Black Zone. Plus, its level is only 34. Don’t be scared by its appearance." Joe roared, trying to comfort himself and their beasts with what he’d learned from books.
Their beasts were indeed comforted by Joe’s words. After all, even in the beast world, they had always stood at a high position. A beast from the Black Zone was nothing but trash to them.
The white wolf rushed forward, using the hallway walls to move at a ridiculous speed—an astonishing speed—leaving afterimages in the air before opening its maw to release an energy beam.
However, in just the blink of an eye, from out of nowhere, razor-sharp talons pierced through its chest and slamd it down to the ground.
Matt’s eyes glead viciously as he pressed harder with his leg, making the wolf yelp in intense pain—he completely destroyed its spine, severing everything that connected the brain to the rest of its body.
At this mont, the wolf was nothing but a corpse. Even if a healer beast arrived right now and sohow saved it, there would still be a huge backlash.
"Bastard! Aren’t you afraid of being expelled from the academy for violating the rules?" Shawn scread, his eyes filling with tears as his beast was on the verge of death.
Matt turned his attention to Rocky as if asking for the next order.
Rocky shrugged.
"I rember you said your beast ate my dog... Of course, you should know the outco. All of you."
Rocky nodded, giving Matt a signal.
(Do whatever you want.)
Matt giggled as Shawn’s face turned pale.
He slowly lifted the wolf up, his claw transforming into a beastly humanoid hand. That hand squeezed the wolf like a lemon while his tongue licked up the blood, enjoying it as if he were drinking premium fruit juice.
The other beasts shivered in terror as they witnessed the monstrous cat’s brutal actions. The fear that gripped them felt like standing before a natural predator.
Joe and Cuthbert gulped in fear.
"Run! We need help from the professor!"
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