Master Of Voracious Beasts Chapter 175
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The crowd is getting crazy while the two beasts are looking at each other, the other one is showing an incredible battle intent while the other is just being what he is, a monster.
"And now, without further ado..."
Jomel is looking at the enemy's beast with a serious expression, not indifference, he knows that he is not some kind of anime or novel protagonist who is usually feeling strong or feeling like they know it all.
Every battle in this world, where there is a balance of types, every physique and power is useless, this is not a fight where you attack first then won, you just gotta trust your guts.
After all, your guts and luck are your true weapon, no matter how strong a person or a beast is as long as they have white balls, nothings gonna happen to them.
[White balls = or people that has white balls are people who don't have guts]
"Let the match begin!!!!!!"
"WOOOAAHHH!!!!"
"WOOOOHHHHH!!!"
"AAAAHHHHH"
Together, with the rumbling scream of the crowd "Igruaco..! Dragon Dash..!" Balmorc shouted at his beast, and when his beast heard him, the beast oozes and glows an aura that is colored in a purple light!
In a split second…
Possovvv!
It rushed towards Destroyer with astonishing speed, Jomel on the other hand yelled out with a low voice which was still heard by his beast "Just blast it...!"
Destroyer opened its mouth wide, and then suddenly, a little ball of lights around its largemouth appeared, and like a firefly seeing a fire in the night, those lights began to rush inside of its largemouth in the rapid state, and when a ball of light suddenly formed, it expanded.
It created a full moon shape of energy that is noticeably chaotic energy inside like a swimming fish, with the destroyers tiger hair stands up, the ball of light on its largemouth…
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Toooovv!!!
Shots forward and accelerated mid-air!
Balmorc saw the incoming attacks and using his telepathy or spiritual connection to his beasts, he commanded it to use the move, Warrior shield!
While dashing, his beast suddenly formed an armor made of energy, the armor is shining like his scale, with a 'V' shape, it looks intimidating, the ball of light in front his beast accelerated and it's getting bigger and bigger, but Balmorc is confident.
When the ball of light is near, the Igruaco lifted its hand while he is dashing mid-air…
Kafooofffvv
That's the sound of the clash between the Igruaco with a shield and the destroyer's energy blast! The Igruaco stopped its track but he was securely protected by the Warrior shield!
"HAHAHA GIVE THAT LIZARD A BANG!!!!"
"WASAKIN MO YANG BUTIKI NA YAN!!!!" [Cursing the iguana beast, using their language]
"COOK THAT LITTLE LIZARD! D-E-S-T-R-O-Y-E-R!!!!"
"DESTROY THAT LIZARD D-E-S-T-R-O-Y-E-R!!!!"
"TOAST IT!!! D-E-S-T-R-O-Y-E-R!!!!"
The crowd is still cheering for the destroyer, making the Igruaco annoyed! And because of the provocation of the crowd and the desire to show everyone his power like it used to, and with a glint from its reptilian eyes, the Igruaco swipes the large energy last to the side like nothing!
No damage, no scratch or whatsoever he just put it aside like it is nothing, it's not even very effective usually even if the attack is not very effective, it will still damage the enemy but now there is no noticeable damage to the enemy.
The white scales of the Igruaco are still shiny as ever.
Balmorc is happy about what is happening right now, his beast is showing his might, he knew what his beast craves for, it was honor and admiration of being strong, just like him, that's why it is always looking for praise and approval.
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And if his sol-beast didn't get it, it will become even more violent.
Suddenly his expression sank…
Because before his beasts or Igruaco could recover, another ball of light is in front of his face, it is too late to move or to evade because the attack was so fast!
Waaammm!!
The soul of the beast of Jomel the destroyer is quite big, around six times his size, while the Igruaco is bigger, three times bigger than the destroyer, but this time however the violent ball of light is four times bigger than the Igruaco!
Igruaco's whole body was printed on the energy blast, but the energy blast didn't stop after hitting its enemy! The energy blast continued! And when it reached the wall…
Kabooom!!
A booming sound, bomb the whole arena like a clap of thunder!
"D-E-S-T-R-O-Y-E-R!!" Clap Clap
"D-E-S-T-R-O-Y-E-R!!" Clap Clap
"D-E-S-T-R-O-Y-E-R!!" Clap Clap
"D-E-S-T-R-O-Y-E-R!!" Clap Clap
"D-E-S-T-R-O-Y-E-R!!" Clap Clap
Jomel ignored the crowd that made a sound of applause while chanting the name of his beast: Destroyer, he knew that the fight will not end just like this.
The body of Tamers and Soul-Beasts is very strong as long as it has an aura covering it, they are hard and sticky at the same time, that's why words cannot slash it easily if the sword or weapon is not covered with will energy or basic form of energy.
Even if it is covered, as long as it is not very effective then it would still be hard to slash open.
The only way for the tamer's or soul beast to be ripped apart by attacks is if the attack itself has a type advantage, very high-level comparison and if the attack is powered up.
…
Raaaghhhh!!
With an angry battle cry, the surrounding sand and smoke disintegrated, revealing Igruaco's current status and situation, right now, he is not all white.
His white scales became a white-colored grey, showing all the damage of the attack dealt with him, the bruises, the scratches may look like it is nothing, but the expression of the beast is not the same.
It was in pain, the energy blast had a power of about a hundred and twenty, so it will hurt a lot a direct contact, but he is okay and can still fight, his eyes are showing a light!
A very pure battle intent!
Suddenly, before the Igruaco could recover, he looks up and revealed an expression of horror!
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