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In this world, there was no such as equality, the vast majority of humans were born without the ability to cultivate their own Fighters Aura, let alone the necessary Elental Affinity required to be a mage. Compared to that, elental creatures could be considered the favored children of Mother Nature herself. These creatures possessed an unassailable advantage when it ca to their own elental affinity. Even without studying, they were able to unlock countless spells within their respective elental affinity. However, there is one thing I wish to make clear right here, right now. There exists a fundantal error in the way people perceive elentals. Elental cores from Six-stars elentals can impart the necessary talents to unlock Fighters Aura in a normal person, thus the vast majority mistakenly assud that only Six-stars elental creatures were able to produce elental cores. This is a common misconception. No matter what level they were, an elental creature possesses its own core.

An elental core, as its na suggested, ford the core of any such creature. It is the source of its life force.

Seeing as we do not possess such gifts, it behooves us to steal them instead.

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A lot of tis, I wondered to myself: why do we struggle? Was it because of a sense of regret, or not wanting to look weak? Honestly, neither of those were true. The real reason was simple: just for the sake of struggling.

Anmi was the perfect example right now. Even though he knew he couldnt beat us, he chose, ti and ti again, to attack us, three tis in fact with the last ending infailure.

That was a spectacular Demon Fla Charge. Even without her husband helping her up, she managed to climb to her feet before the feline. Still, that didnt an she was perfectly fine either. As she struggled to her feet, her limbs trembled ever so slightly till she finally got her footing: Its just too badI bet that skill of yours is a mimicry of our Raging Fla Chargeits just too bad

Too bad about what? As he laid there in the grass, Anmi coughed up a gout of blood monts after speaking. He tried multiple tis to stand up but failed each ti.

Too bad you werent able to learn it. Without any rcy whatsoever, she proceeded to list out the flaws of his skill: Raging Fla Charge uses the innate explosiveness of the fire elent but your Demon Fla Charge uses two elents instead of just pure fire. While it might seem more powerful and more varied in its damage, it actually goes against the explosive essence of the skill itself. More importantly, you werent able to balance the two elents. In practise, that shortcoming of yoursresulted in your defeatdid you notice it? When you crashed into , you werent able to exert your full force else I would have lost

From her words, I chanced upon a rather interesting piece of news: Anmi secretly learnt the Raging Fla Charge from the hellhounds and even tried to modify it with his own elent. Unfortunately, an imitation was just an imitation in the end. For all his efforts, he still couldnt compare to soone who had undergone the proper training required and only earned himself scorn instead.

So thats why*cough* Anmi coughed up another gout of blood. After throwing up twice, he finally felt a lot better. Co thenkill I wont resist

Kill you? Why must we kill you? I rolled my eyes at Anmi as if I was looking at an idiot.

Moron, how many tis do I have to repeat myself

Were here to seek your aid not fight

Aid? Anmi found himself at a temporary loss as to what to do: So you werent sent here by Sidarth to humiliate ?

why would we humiliate you?

is it because we look too fierce or is it simply because you have a hole for a brain?

Ah?? EHH?!

Sotis, so matters had to be settled with fists first or the ssage wont get across. This ti so happened to be one such case. In that sense, using violence wasnt that bad of an option seeing as words wont work.

No wonder a certain video ga waifu assassin always loved to say: Violence solves everything!

The sordid past between Sidarth and Anmi wasnt an easy one to understand. If one were to believe the words of Anmi, Sidarths transgressions spanned as long as the Great Wall itself.

Sidarth was an unreliable dog, that much I knew and experienced first hand. As for what he did to Anmithat would be a story best left to Anmi to explain.

Anmi used to be a carefree Purgatory Shadowcat. While his territory wasnt particularly large it even bordered that of the Hellhounds he never once resented his situation. Because he had a friendly encounter with a passing hellhound once, his impression of them as a whole was rather positive.

The two races might have warred with each other in the past, the keyphrase being in the past, there were hardly any clashes between the two ever since they signed that peace deal.

Anmi was a proponent of said peace deal and peace in general, at least that was how he viewed himself. He loved the plants in his territory, the owberries in particular were his favorite food. At tis, he would snack on the Ashen Fur Mice who frolicked in the tall grass instead. To him, eating owberries and mice was a form of leisure, of enjoynt, a true appreciation of lifes pleasures even. Thus, he was very particular about his territory. Whenever he had ti on his paws, he would check on his owberries and then go hunt so mice once the hunger pangs struck. Naturally, there was also the option of just feasting on said owberries.

Such an idyllic lifestyle truly suited a kitty cat like Anmi and it showed as well. He was truly satisfied with this simple life of eating and then sleeping. And yet such peace and harmony beca a re fantasy one fateful day when an unexpected dog invaded his territory

It was a shaless-to-the-max Cerberus with a body was big as a bull. It was at least ten tis the size of Anmi and just by looking at its towering physique, Anmi almost lost his all desire to resist.

Initially, that blasted dog didnt purposefully appear Anmi but its favorite thing to do was to frolick about in Anmis territory, eating all his mature owberries and poaching all his Ashen Fur Mice who werent fortunate enough to find a hiding spottruly a nightmare with three heads

One fine day, a patrolling Anmi discovered that the owberries he had specially stashed away were all disappearing. Not only that, the population of Ashen Fur Mice was rapidly decreasing as wellthose adorable and oh so tasty little fellows were now too terrified to even leave their mice holes.

In order to uncover the causes for those mysteries, he embarked on what was to be the most calamitous investigation of his feline life.

After three full days of investigating, he finally found the culprit: a Cerberus that was the size of a giant bull

Upon discovering the culprit, his anger got the better of him and he furiously pounced on the offending Cerberus. A few seconds later, he was sent flying away with a speed even faster than when he attacked. A complete defeat! His face contorted with grief and fury but there was nothing he could do about this either.

Ever since his identity was uncovered, the shaless son of a dog, Sidarth, abandoned all restraint and went into full on freeloader mode, coming over every so often to leech on Anmis hard work. Should the poor feline ever try to resist him, Anmi would imdiately be sent packing with a punch or a packing. That wasnt even the worst case scenario as well; at tis, Anmi even had to prepare a doggy bag for the shaless Cerberus

Its precisely because you said you ca from that blasted old dog that I thought you were here to humiliate

An aha mont descended upon Sinmosa as she proceeded to say: So youre saying you secretly learnt that skill from my uncle?

Thats right Anmi lowered his head before proceeding on with an ashen look on his face: So that old dog is your uncledoes your family know that hes so shaless?

Sinmosa:

I think I might have so idea about that

I never thought that my uncle would be such a scoundrel Sinmosa then proceeded to apologize: Even though this wont really solve your problem, I still feel that I should apologize on my uncles behalf, Im sorry

Woof woof. Sasani was probably apologizing as well.

Forget it, even if you two apologize, that uncle of yours wont change. I dont think theres anything I can do if he cos again.

Seeing that dejected look on his, I suddenly realized the strangeness of this whole situation: Isnt there a treaty between the Hellhounds and the Purgatory Shadowcats? For him to bully you so brazenlyeven if the Hellhounds know nothing about this, shouldnt your clan do sothing about him, or are they really planning to endure his antics? Anmi, dont tell you never reported this matter to your clan?

The mont I said that, his face seed to seize up as if there was sothing he couldnt tell . Truth be told, its not that I dont want to report this matter, its just

He hesitated for a mont before finally saying: Our clan is in a state of war

War?! Back when Sinmosa described the surrounding clans in the region, she only ntioned that the Hellhounds neighbored the Purgatory Shadowcats and further east was the territory of the Demonic Fire Sprites.

(TL: Used to be Demonic Fire Elves. The sa words are used for elves and sprites in Chinese so I used elves initially.)

The Demonic Fire Sprites were elental beings like the Fire Elentals and like them, their habitat had to adhere to strict requirents. Given how much terraforming had been done by the Purgatory Shadowcats on their territory, the land was no longer suitable for these sprites to live in. Thus, there was really no reason for them to co to blows either.

In that case, the Demonic Fire Sprites clearly werent the ones warring with the cats; the Hellhounds were clearly not the culprits either. On our way here, we saw no signs of war at all so exactly what was going with this war Anmi ntioned? Who were their opponents?

Perhaps if we helped them with this war, they might be more receptive to helping us once we showed them results seeing as we would be their benefactors then?

With that in mind, I anxiously pressed the feline with another question: Who are your opponents, does your clan need my help?

Our opponents are The mont that word was ntioned, an undisguisable sense of awkwardness filled the air: Its a civil war

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