The Invincible Full-Moon System

The battle between two Supernatural races becomes even more insidious.

Bursting from the ground that has already been shaking and stopping the clash between the two forces was an earth diamond-colored wall, it was Skarmdal's spell that summon this impressive wall that seems unbreakable.

With the Tigerman race knowing the Oath Pact, it's clear what the Dwarves' objectives are.

Skarmdal was tasked to guard this side of the place anticipating any Tigerman forces that try to go out, none of the Dwarves or Dark Elves can afford the consequences that will hit them like a meteor if the Tigerman race managed to report about the Oath Pact.

Even though he looked calm, there was a sense of crisis inside Skarmdal.

Clenching the two-faced big hammer with carvings of angel wings, Skarmdal glared at the white Tigerman, Duntu that seems to be provoked by the taunt he did earlier. Both of them has similar strength, and reinforcement is not going to come any time soon.

Not only that, but beyond this place lies a barricaded teleportation formation.

Many of the Dwarves and Dark Elves try to break the protection around the teleportation formation in order to destroy it, but it's harder than they thought. If Duntu's forces are able to go through them here, then everything will come to ruin.

Knowing that, it's natural for Skarmdal to feel nervous as the heavy burden is on his shoulders.

Upon hearing the taunt from a lesser creature such as a Dwarf that is physically way inferior to the Tigerman, Duntu's anger completely reaches to peak as his glaring eyes bulged, almost as if they were going to pop out of their sockets.

Roar!!

A thunderous roar escaped Duntu's fanged mouth as a soundwave soon followed.

Tigerman race's source of power comes from their Beast Breathing Technique which has three points of mastery that can be endlessly strengthens the more they trains, these three points of mastery are Acceleration, Beast Strength, and Battle Instinct.

Most of the effects that come with the Beast Breathing Technique involve their physique.

Because of that the Tigerman race has a very muscular build that can rival most of the Supernaturals, even Werewolves. Duntu is one of the strongest Tigerman there is, he even comprehended Yellow Force which can be seen steaming all over his body.

After roaring, he glared at Skarmdal one last time before he exhales roughly.

Skarmdal saw the breath that sizzles out of Duntu's mouth has turned green in color showing the activation of the first form of the Beast Breathing Technique, Acceleration. Bending his knees while gathering strength into his legs, Duntu suddenly shot forward leaving a massive crack in the ground where he stood.

It doesn't matter whether they are Tigerman or Dwarves, they all got knocked out of the way.

Like a spear stabbing a sea of people, Duntu shot straight to the grand earth wall that is summoned by Skarmdal. Upon seeing this, Skarmdal who is on top of the wall kneels down and puts the palm of his hands on the earth wall.

Brown energy soon envelops the entire earth wall, making it stronger in preparation for the attack.

Roar!!

Just as Duntu was about to slam onto the earth wall out of anger, the breaths seeping out of his mouth suddenly turned red which in return made the muscles all over his body get bigger and contracts even more.

In a blink of an eye, his body turned rock-solid. Activating the second form, Beast Strength.

BOOM!

Skarmdal frowned when he saw the earth wall crack from that one attack, he looked down and saw the crack climbing upwards almost reaching him which is a surprising feat of strength. 'He got stronger, I need to occupy him as long as I can...'

Many of the Tigerman roared in excitement seeing Duntu's feat of strength.

A slight bit of fear can be seen on the Dwarves' faces as they saw that Duntu is able to crack the earth wall created by Skarmdal with one attack, but this little sign of weakness becomes the ultimate morale boost for the Tigermen.

With that Skarmdal instantly jumps down alongside the mutated fiery bear that he rides.

Duntu was about to keep attacking the earth wall due to Skarmdal taunting him that he was not going to able to spread the Oath Pact with him here, but he already sensed something coming from above and jumps back.

Crash!

Glaring to his front he saw Skarmdal alongside the mutated fiery bear landing on his spot earlier.

Both of them have ferocious expressions on their faces, it's hard to differentiate which one is the wild animal as Skarmdal looks fearsome, the killing intent in his eyes depicted the determination in preventing Duntu from moving past him.

Swoosh!

Opening its mouth, the mutated fiery bear shoots a fire breath at Duntu.

Cloaking his claws with yellow force, Duntu crosses his claws in front of him and blocks the fire breath. But his senses force him to look up to only find Skarmdal raising his hammer high to the sky intending to bash Duntu.

A glowing rune can be seen on the hammer's handle, amplifying the hammer's strength.

Skarmdal puts everything he had into his swing with the intent of killing Duntu with a smash, but when the hammer reaches an inch away from Duntu's head, his breath turns blue before his body swiftly reacted and dodges the hammer.

Upon seeing this, Skarmdal widened his eyes but his focus didn't waver.

Crash!

Missing the target, the hammer slammed to the ground and create a huge crater. Duntu was about to counterattack with a swing of his claws, but Skarmdal didn't seem to be surprised and raised his hammer to block the attack.

But surprisingly, he was sent crashing away hundreds of meters away and splashed into the river.

Of course, this exchange didn't go unnoticed as the Tigerman becomes even more berserk, they started to overwhelm the Dwarves and even ignore the wounds that they have suffered due to Duntu dominating the fight against Skarmdal.

Not only that, but the prospect of being rewarded for disposing of traitors is also quite alluring.

Without a doubt the Tigerman race's standing in the Supernatural world would rise accordingly, they might even match the Elves in terms of rank. If that happens, they would get closer to the high-rank Supernaturals and benefit from them.

It's the drive that makes these Tigermen fights like a berserker, oblivious to any damage.

Blood started flowing on the orange grass decorating the ground, the Dwarves started to be torn apart one by one as the situation started to become dire for them. Simply because the Tigerman fought even more ferociously due to their very high morale and desperation.

For weeks they have been sieged by the opposing forces, and they already reach the boiling point.

Splash!

Landing in front of Skarmdal who is getting back on his feet, Duntu smiled with his claws having signs of blood. Skarmdal got scratched on his cheek despite blocking the attack before, it's shallow but this is the first time Duntu is able to hurt Skarmdal.

"You're not my match anymore, Skarmdal. It's thanks to you that I've gotten this strong"

Upon hearing this Skarmdal looks up and saw the breaths coming out of Duntu's mouth and nose already turned blue, 'He managed to learn the third form, Battle Instinct. I'm in trouble...' Skarmdal thought with a frown.

When a Tigerman managed to do the third form, they completely turned into a fierce fighter.

Not only that their battle instinct was heightened which allows him to be really efficient in fighting close-quarter, but the utilization of his strength also reaches a new height. As long as the Battle Instinct form is active, Duntu can gather his strength to one point, making each strikes deadly.

Duntu didn't waste time and started attacking again, he was savoring the moment deeply.

Swoosh!

Slash!

Pouncing at Skarmdal like a ferocious predator, Duntu engaged in close combat against Skarmdal once again. But the fight becomes increasingly harder for Skarmdal as Duntu becomes more proficient in using the Battle Instinct form.

Wounds and scratch marks started appearing left and right on his body.

Despite trying to hardest to hit Duntu and slow him down, Skarmdal is not able to do that simply because he's not fast enough. In terms of strength, he can definitely be compared to the Tigerman but Dwarves' speed is the weakest point.

"Gaia protection!" Skarmdal chanted as a sphere of earth swallowed him.

But instead of stopping, Duntu pushes the ground with his feet to increase his speed. With his claws steaming with yellow force and his breath turning back to red, he thrust his claws strongly and breaks the earth sphere.

Crack!

Splat!

"Haargh!" Skarmdal grunted and holds Duntu's arm which managed to stab his chest.

Exposing his triumphant grin, Duntu feels exhilarated as he was finally able to win against Skarmdal. With their long history of rivalship, he has never wounded Skarmdal to this state. It's his first time and his confidence shoots through the roof.

Duntu stares straight into Skarmdal's eyes, "Admit your defeat, Skarmdal"

"As I have reached a breakthrough, my instinct has become too strong for your slow movement. In fact, I believe that my instinct is already as strong as a Werewolf! You don't have any chance against me anymore" he added smugly.

But without a hint of yielding, an earth helmet appeared on Skarmdal's head.

Grabbing Duntu's armor, Skarmdal gritted his teeth and headbutted him.

Bam!

Caught in surprise, Duntu looked at Skarmdal in absolute surprise as a trail of blood falls down from his nose. "Don't act cocky, you damn overgrown cat! You still haven't defeated me yet" Skarmdal said with a light confident smirk.

Looking at this, Duntu paused for a moment before his waves of anger boiled again.

"Bastard!!"

Boom!

Harnessing every strength inside his body, Duntu started raining down slashes at Skarmdal that can only defend himself with his hammer to the best of his abilities. Each strike is heavy and draws blood, his stamina started to deplete quickly.

One by one, Skarmdal was pushed back despite his sturdy body hardened from numerous fights.

Bam!

Skarmdal got weak and lost focus as he got stabbed in the stomach by Duntu's sharp claws, he can feel blood climbing his mouth before gushing out. It zapped every strength in his body, there was nothing else he can do right now.

While looking at the weakened Skarmdal, Duntu grabs him by the hair and raises his face up.

Roar!

Before Duntu can even say anything the mutated fiery bear comes from the back intending to bite his body with its massive jaw. But Duntu already sensed it from a mile away, he turns around and landed a perfect roundhouse kick right on the mutated fiery bear's jaw.

Upon being hit, the fiery mutated bear got knocked out instantly and falls to the ground.

Looking at the fiery mutated bear that was knocked unconscious, Skarmdal pants heavily while kneeling on the ground as he has nothing left in his body. But despite that, he still looks up with clear defiance in his eyes.

"Even if you report us to the higher-rank Supernatural races, nothing good will come"

"A slave can only be free when the master is dead, doing this will only make you a better slave for them. Are you sure you want to live the rest of your life as a slave to the high-rank Supernatural races and their pursuit of strength? We've had our revenge on the humans already, we already massacred most of them during our awakening. This way is a meaningless pursuit of strength" Skarmdal said in his last piece with unwavering eyes.

But Duntu scoffed, "You won't win, your little alliance won't win against them"

"What you're doing is digging your own grave, and I'm sorry but my people wouldn't surrender ourselves to that kind of fate" he added before raising his claws, intending to finish Skarmdal right here right now.

Not even fazed at all, Skarmdal smiled and accepted his fate.

Feeling a little bit annoyed that Skarmdal is still as fearsome even in the face of death, Duntu bares his claws and swings down. But his arm stopped when something landed behind him, it froze his entire body.

It was something so dangerous that his instinct was screaming directly at him instantly.

Slowly looking back over his shoulder, Duntu's eyes widened seeing the creature standing towering behind him. Any sign of pride was wiped instantly from his face, his expression turned paler than the Vampires.

Responding to his fearful expression was a low growl that penetrates the heart.

Without a doubt, the creature behind him is superior to the Tigerman race. It's a Werewolf!