Chapter 621: Metal and Rock

Martial World, the Capital City, the Main City Square.

In the tall skyscrapers of the city, enormous screen showed the tournament, and people were gathered below to watch.

“Huff!”

Taking a drag on a cigarette, a rascal-looking man looked at the screen and checked his wristwatch.

“The match will start in a few minutes. The match will probably last ten minutes, if even that. So, about ten minutes until humanity’s loss has been cemented.”

“Don’t say that. Humanity can still win!”

His wife said, trying to sound hopeful.

“Haha, even if they happen to somehow win this match, it will all be delayed by either one day or two days. For humanity to win, they would need to somehow beat Beast Prince Arazimir.”

“That’s…”

His wife turned silent, and even her hope was dwindling.

While humanity could still somehow slither into two victories, they would still have to somehow defeat Beast Prince Arazimir.

It just wasn’t possible!

A hopeless situation!

…

World Seas, Black Rock Island, the throne room.

Bright lights cascaded on the ring, and the spectators gathered around the ring once again.

“…Come, please win!”

The humans begged with trembling lips.

However, when they looked over at Animal Kingdom’s side and saw Beast Prince Arazimir sitting there, all they could wonder was how it was possible to win.

The referee stepped into the ring, and immediately invited the two fighters to the ring.

“Hahaha!”

Zacred hopped over the ropes, crossing his arms, and standing inside the ring like a proud warrior.

This was the best possible time for him to fight.

With his victory, Animal Kingdom’s victory would be cemented, and the tournament would be over.

He would finally put an end to that humiliation that he suffered in the infirmary at the hands of Kiernan.

It would be even sweeter if his opponent were Kiernan.

‘…Come on, pussy!’

Zacred glared at Kiernan as if he wanted to eat him, but at that moment, Wilhelm rose to his feet and entered the ring.

Seeing him was a great disappointment to Zacred, as he wanted to fight Kiernan.

“Let’s fucking rock and roll!”

Wilhelm took off his shirt. A horrifying sight appeared. A body that was full of scars, strange kinds of tubes protruding from his torso, and a grotesque metal arm attached to his shoulder.

This metal arm was new.

Yesterday, the agent of Dark Countries attached it to his body. It was the final stage of his transformation.

It was still experimental, but after humanity losing yet another match, it was time to take drastic measures.

The prince of annihilation, Zacred, did not look impressed and instead took his stance of the direwolf clan.

“Are you ready?”

The referee asked.

The two fighters replied with nods. It was time to go. And the referee brought his arm down.

“FIGHT!”

The prince of annihilation lunged first—the claws came out. The metallic arm caught the strike mid-air.

Sparks flew as claw met alloy.

Wilhelm twisted, brought his left human arm forward, and whacked Zacred across his face with a brutal backhand.

THWACK!

It surprised Zacred, and his head snapped to the side. This strength was really surprising.

After seeing the metal arm, he had only been wary of that, but even with his human arm, Wilhelm still packed a lot of punch!

Zacred’s claws raked across Wilhelm’s chest, tearing through his flesh like tissue paper. The wounds bled.

Wilhelm smiled and drove a piston-powered punch into the direwolf’s ribs. The blow sounded like a cannon, sending the beast staggering back, coughing blood.

“Argh!”

Zacred screamed, his ribs cracked and broken.

What he couldn’t understand was how Wilhelm didn’t feel pain. The claw attack should’ve hurt him. But instead, Wilhelm was just smiling.

Wilhelm had lost his pain receptors long ago, in one of the many experiments performed on him.

“HOWL!”

Zacred howled, the sound splitting the evening sky, and then he pounced with a feral speed.

His sharp, jagged teeth snapped inches away from Wilhelm’s throat. He blocked them with his steel arm, but the direwolf bit down, fangs grinding against metal.

Wilhelm smiled and activated a hidden servomotor. The arm spun and twisted, and with a metallic screech, he flung the direwolf overhead.

Zacred slammed into the ground, cracking the stone floor, and lay motionless as the arm retracted back into place.

“Haa!”

Wilhelm punched down. Zacred’s eyes snapped open, and he rolled out of the way. The metallic fist broke the ground.

Boom!

Zacred stood up, pivoted, and drove his knee up into Wilhelm’s ribs. The crack was human bone, not steel.

Wilhelm staggered, breath leaving his lungs, but then he swung his metallic fist in a wide arc.

It connected with the direwolf’s jaw, snapping his head back with a wet crunch.

Blood sprayed. Zacred stumbled, lips peeled back in a bloody snarl. His jaw hung askew, barely attached by a few sinews.

A disgusting sight!

“Ah…”

Zacred’s eyes shook.

In that moment, Wilhelm charged. The metallic arm’s engine roared to life. It shot forward like a bullet from a gun.

The metallic fist drove into Zacred’s gut. Ribs cracked. The organs exploded out of the wound in a spray of blood and viscera.

“Aaaartgh!”

With an inaudible scream, Zacred raked his claws across Wilhelm’s neck. The claws went deep, all the way to the bone.

“You beasts sure are durable, but this is over!”

Wilhelm wrapped his arms around Zacred. Tightening the squeeze so his body weight bore down on him.

In that moment, he performed a German suplex.

Zacred landed on the hard ground. The head made the first contact with the ground. His vision went black as the pain consumed him.

“Hahaha…”

Wilhelm stood back up, standing tall with a grin on his face, and he lifted his metallic arm in ultimate victory.

The referee went to count down and soon reached ten as Zacred wasn’t moving, but he noticed his horrible state.

The doctors quickly took him away.

Meanwhile, humanity cheered in victory, and their loss was delayed one more time.

To the shock of Animal Kingdom, they have now suffered two losses at the hands of humanity, which was unbelievable.

It was embarrassing to them!

“…How disappointing.”

Beast King Vladimir said.

When Animal Kingdom’s representative heard him, their bodies turned cold.