The God Beast’s transformation sent chills through Raiden and the others, and the assassin, even while fighting Leo and Speed, couldn’t stop laughing—intrigued by the sheer danger everyone was in.
However, he wasn’t the only one laughing. Raiden was too. With euphoria filling every inch of his body and his skin twitching, he couldn’t help but want to see the beast’s blood spilled.
And obviously, everyone around him noticed that too. "No..." Freya said, gesturing for Raiden to stop, but she was too late.
His body moved on its own volition as he swung his sword toward the beast’s neck. Though the creature’s head wasn’t fully regenerated yet, it sohow saw the attack coming, caught the blade with its bare hand, and shattered it into pieces.
Raiden’s expression darkened in an instant, and he flipped backward, creating a gap between him and the beast. His heart began pounding as the adrenaline rush completely washed away.
His eyes darted toward the beast, his mind racing, each thought spiking his temperature. The sa sword that had cut through the beast’s head with ease was caught barehanded and shattered by the monster without drawing a single drop of blood. What was going on?
"I think it evolves whenever it dies," Freya said, and her expression darkened as she lowered her guard.
"We need to finish it off with a single attack—one that it can’t recover from. Otherwise, it would grow stronger to the point where we’d all die." The flas around her stopped.
Raiden also let down his guard as he watched Freya approach Ash, who still remained at the house’s forefront. He knew imdiately that she had a plan to destroy the God Beast instantly.
"Can you guys hold it off for a mont?" Freya said, but before Raiden could respond, the beast had finished regenerating and appeared before Soul.
The beast moved so fast that the only evidence of its movent was the wind that followed in its wake.
Soul’s eyes widened with fear as she stared up at it from her smaller fra, her golden eyes flickering as she swallowed nervously. But before the beast could strike her, a wind heavier than the beast’s own swept through, and the next mont Raiden saw the beast slamming into the ground.
"Don’t touch my sister," Speed declared firmly as he shielded Soul. His golden eyes narrowed with intense coldness, nearly matching Raiden’s expression when provoked, which made him smile for a mont.
However, he turned his head to the left to see the assassin’s body looking thin and pale, as if all his life energy had been drained from him. Leo held him by the neck and finished him off completely.
He turned back to see Freya sitting cross-legged on the floor behind Ash as she beca engrossed in deep ditation.
However, in that brief mont, the God Beast rose to its feet, standing motionless as it watched Speed guide Soul. It panted heavily, its expression unreadable as if lost in thought.
In less than a blink, all Raiden could register was Speed delivering another strike to the beast’s gut, sending it crashing to the ground. Instantly, its blue body ran pale like the assassin’s had. It was as if Speed had delivered dozens of strikes that the beast couldn’t withstand.
Raiden was caught in a standstill—whether to join in or simply stand by and watch Speed and the God Beast go at it. It seed to him that Speed had the upper hand, and considering both of their speeds, there wasn’t much he could do.
Right on cue with his thoughts, his assumptions were proven right. Speed felt confident he could take the beast on. He bent his knees slightly and whispered sothing into Soul’s ear, his eyes revealing the cocky smile hidden beneath the mask.
Soul hesitated for a mont but gave him a firm nod and hurried to Raiden’s side. What happened next wasn’t sothing Raiden could see or analyze, but he could hear the sharp sound of each strike Speed delivered upon contact.
"Do you believe in your twin that much?" Leo asked as he walked toward Raiden and Soul.
Soul gave him a firm nod, her golden eyes darting to her brother. "Yes, among all of us, he has the best chance of getting the beast exhausted without killing it."
She tilted her head to look at Leo, craning her neck upward to get a better view of his face. "His corrupt ability is hungry lash. It drains the opponent’s physical strength."
Raiden’s eyes widened in understanding. Of course, Speed was their safest option. The beast operated purely on physical strength, and since it wasn’t entirely human, his and Soul’s attacks could only inflict limited damage. But he still couldn’t shake the feeling that sothing was wrong, despite Ash no longer being scared.
He could see it now—the God Beast wasn’t attacking; it was only absorbing. In fact, throughout the entire battle, it had only attacked once, and even that seed accidental.
That’s when it hit him, and his eyes opened wide. "Leo, didn’t you say it might be possible that the beast is being brainwashed?"
Leo turned to him as he searched his mory. "Oh, right. Cursed dolls do not cooperate with anyone in their berserk form, especially not in the God Beast state."
He gave a subtle nod. "I believe this one is under powerful mind control."
Raiden swallowed nervously as he tried to track Speed and the beast’s movents. If his assumptions were right, then the beast hadn’t co there to fight. Whoever was controlling its mind could observe them one way or another, and it was collecting information on them. Their strengths and weaknesses.
Maybe that’s why Ash was scared, not because of the battle but because of what might follow. Still, he felt compelled to confirm his doubts.
"Can the person mind-controlling the blue giant see through its eyes?"
Leo paused for a mont as he also grasped the implications. "Oh shit... Yes, at the appropriate rank, they can."
He turned to Raiden, worry etched across his face. "Do you think the assassins are finally taking you seriously? And are we screwed?"
Raiden simply shrugged. He didn’t know if they saw him as a formidable bookkeeper, but they clearly wanted to understand why they still couldn’t retrieve the book from him after sending fighters like Levi, Freya, and the master of the God Beast after him, all of whom had failed.
Before long, Freya rose to her feet with her eyes closed, unleashing an incredible amount of mana infused with flas that seared through the sky. The sheer intensity could rival Soul’s aura at its peak.
After seeing Freya’s power surge, Speed imdiately stopped attacking and backed off from the beast, putting a reasonable distance between them.
However, the beast looked dead rather than alive. Its long curved horns had grown to nearly the sa size as its head, its cheeks appeared to have aged a century with gaping holes, and its muscles were completely stripped away, making it look more like a skeleton than a giant beast.
However, with its blue eyes cast downward, Freya approached. Her dark hair whipped behind her from the mana and fla infusion, but not a single strand was touched by flas.
Without a mont’s hesitation, she struck the beast’s gut, burning off a huge hole through its torso as it collapsed to its knees, all the flesh within the area she struck crumbling to ashes. She then grasped its head and increased the intensity of the flas. And not so much as a growl was heard from the beast—it didn’t have the energy left to make a sound.
And before long, Freya burnt every inch of it into ash, leaving no room for regeneration.
Witnessing that display, Freya’s mana mastery was beautiful to Raiden. He had known that controlling mana was different from controlling abilities and aura.
But the way Freya wielded her mana with such perfection wasn’t sothing he had found even in Aaron’s book, written by the man who claid to be the most civilized among them all.
He could only imagine what would beco of her once she learned everything the book of Aaron had to offer, assuming she even needed it.
However, now that the blue giant was completely out of the way, they had to prepare for what awaited them from their enemies on all sides.
[ALERT]
[STAMINA 5
PHYSICAL STRENGTH 5
FAMILIAR TRUST 110%
SOUL OF DRAGON 20%
HEART OF DRAGON 22%]
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