Undead Beast Master: Living Solely for My Desires-Chapter 232: Inferno and Shadow

Zaroth brought his odachi down, the speed with which it rained down was unsettlingly fast.

Yet David didn't seem fazed even for a second as he moved his hand and blocked it with ease.

Then, using his other hand, he punched Zaroth in the gut.

The shockwave was enough to make Zaroth fly dozens of meters back, and yet he was unscathed as Darkveil had protected him perfectly.

Zaroth's beasts attacked as David managed to punch them out of his way.

Though David couldn't do the same to Luna as she was flying high in the sky.

Opening her giant mouth, she let out a devastating inferno. This was much stronger than before.

David grimaced for a moment—even the pleasure he was feeling from his powers wasn't enough to cloud his judgment so much that he would neglect the dragon.

So he buried his feet in the ground and jumped away from the impact.

He could fly at the moment—he wasn't sure how, but he just could. At the moment, it felt natural to him, like he had always known it.

So before going to the skies, he also used the momentum of his jumps to shoot himself into the sky faster.

David's gaze didn't move from Zaroth as he shot at him faster than a bullet.

A blink later, he was already on the man as he attacked.

Zaroth couldn't possibly see the attack, much less react—

And yet, he somehow did.

After he dodged to the side, he raised his odachi again, only for the attack to be repelled by the force of David's aura.

But the strike was so devastating that a dozen meters around them, the dark ground split into a spider pattern just from the shock.

This was all caused by Zaroth's attack!

One had to remember that his blessing was in the Mage category and not in the Knight!

How could he perform such unnatural feats of strength?!

The answer couldn't be his weapon. Sure, the odachi that Elysia had given him was very special, but it couldn't just boost Zaroth's raw power.

Under normal circumstances, Zaroth would have taken a moment to question the situation.

He was able to fight alongside Luna and all his beasts while using his skills and still moved faster than he had ever before! And without feeling any kind of strain from his mana core!

But at the moment, he couldn't think about that.

He was fighting with everything he could at the moment!

There wasn't a trump card to save him if he screwed up!

This was it! A challenge that would surely make him stronger.

He opened his mouth and assaulted David with his fire breath.

The man appeared unconcerned as he sent Zaroth flying in the air with the power of his fist.

He wasn't done, however, as suddenly David got an idea.

He was feeling so much power, and yet he was only fighting barehanded.

Meanwhile, his opponent and his dragon were able to attack with ranged skills.

Then couldn't he do that?!

David put one hand back as he arched his body like he was about to throw a spear as far as possible.

Then, he moved his hand forward toward Zaroth, and somehow, a purple lighting appeared and shot at him.

David's eyes widened in awe.

It was so simple—why hadn't he thought of using the mana in his core in such a way?

The answer was obvious: because he didn't know any kinds of spells, so he didn't know how to direct his mana to move in a certain way.

But at the moment, his mana core was full—no, not full, but overflowing with mana.

It was like a cup that had been filled to its maximum capacity and was now spilling over the sides because, water was still being poured into it.

This was the same concept! David had so much mana that he could do anything he wanted with it—no matter what, it would be work!

Zaroth's eyes widened as he saw the purple lighting, and he couldn't react as it hit him.

This time, he felt a bit of pain as Darkveil couldn't keep all of the force at bay, but still, the damage was minimal.

As Zaroth fell to the ground, he looked at David with fury.

'What the hell was that?!' he cursed in his mind.

Why was David suddenly able to use ranged skills?!

It wasn't fair!

He was supposed to be strong in melee, not in ranged combat!

Zaroth seemed to only get more angry as each second passed, and the surroundings, which were very dark, coupled with the ground that had a weird hue of purple, definitely weren't helping his mood.

Zaroth was losing control over himself and his emotions.

And worse, he was so far gone that he didn't even realize that was the case.

All that mattered was to fight and win against David.

"So be it!" he shouted in fury as he pointed with his left hand at the man.

A moment later, he used Fireball, but it was unlike any other time he had used it.

Before the fireball, it was about the size of a normal person's head.

This one was dozens of times bigger—it was about the same size as a small house.

David smiled as he saw the fireball flying toward him, effortlessly tanking the impact.

He didn't move nor even try to deflect it in any way, and after it hit him, it dissipated, leaving him standing.

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'Since when did Zaroth use such powerful attacks?!' David cursed in his mind.

Wasn't his strength supposed to be centered around his beasts and not spells?

It wasn't fair!

He wanted to defeat Zaroth no matter what!

David wasn't able to think clearly as his judgment was clearly clouded.

While this was happening, the Spectral Warden released a chuckle.

"Oh, how I have missed this. It has been so long since I have been home."

"Sure, just like always, everything goes crazy when they enter."

David was too far gone in his fury, so he didn't register the Spectral Warden at all.

The Spectral Warden moved his gaze from Zaroth as he gazed at the dragon in the sky.

The dragon had opened its mouth wide, but rather than firing right off the bat, there was a small ball of fire that seemed to be getting more and more condensed.

This attack was going to be dozens of times stronger than the previous ones, and this was actually going to damage David if he wasn't careful.

"But fighting alone against a Beast Master and his dragon is too much, so I guess I will help you this one time. You better be grateful later, brat."

After the Spectral Warden spoke those words, its three hollow eyes seemed to shine as purple aura began to gather in them.

At the same time, the cursed being opened its mouth. However, instead of opening as one would expect, the lower jaw stretched lower and lower, unnaturally, as if unhinged.

In the end, it hung a full meter below the ground

And as soon as the dragon let out its devastating attack, the Spectral Warden released some kind of energy of mana that collided with the dragon's devastating attack.

As soon as these two attacks met, it seemed like the ground, thousands of meters away from them, caved under the pressure alone.

And in the grand arena, most of the protective barriers had been shattered, threatening to unleash the black fog.