Master Of Voracious Beasts Chapter 142
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From the body of Motus, suddenly, a black mists splashes and enveloped the whole area, covering the whole ghastly dark violet smoke that first enveloped the area, making it from a dark violet gas to a whole area of pitch-black darkness.
Nothing can be seen, but Motus is now gone and only Jomel who was hiding in that pitch-black area can see Motus he thought 'What the uh.. is this..!? Is this the move imbued darkness..!?'
He was in disbelief at what is happening right now, because it was completely different from the imbued move he is using, suddenly he heard a voice.
'Rehehe My master, this is how you use the move Darkness together with my precognition' On jomels mind, Motus spoke to Jomel like it was teaching how pitiful he is.
The shadow was scared stiff, he didn't want to die, the enemy he estimated had the same category of strength as his brother; Anubis. Even if he had his physical body if their level is the same he is sure that he won't be able to defeat this.
And this time is different, he is just a shadow specter an incomplete spirit type Soul-Beasts.
Desperate, his eyes turned into shining deep colored violet eyes, he knew that he can't beat his opponent this time, so he plans to find the master of this beast and kill it instantly.
By killing him, these beasts won't be able to kill him because he will become instantly its master, he just needs to kill it, fast and no matter if his soul is damaged, it is better than being crushed to death by this beast.
His shadow legs began to grow with bulging ghastly veins, he wants to jump and avoid this monster's attack by moving faster than it but...
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PUZUWKKK!
'What happened..?!' The ghastly wolf figure was surprised to see that all that he is seeing now is also full of darkness, but unlike here it was so quiet.
Outside...
Motus is munching the head of the ghastly wolf figure, he was in bliss and thought that this is the taste he wanted. Very strong aromas that cannot be rivaled by any food he can't think of. He was fortunate that he chose this tamer as a Master, a lot of things are happening because of his luck.
'You think you can just explode and I will miss that opportunity Motus looks at the remaining beast's body parts who are now unmoving due to it being dead.
Earlier he was waiting... Waiting for a chance or opportunity to reach the desperation where he will take his Tamer with him in death, and in that particular second when he was about to explode.
Motus who was patient in the dark, attacked! This when the enemy is on his suicidal thought and where he is vulnerable.
Of course... He didn't like it to explode too so eating its head first was the first thing he should do, To avoid it to have thought on exploding...
The ghastly figure tried to explode but, when he did, Motus heard a rumbling sound but because of the strength of his body he just ignored it. Motus physical power was on maximum, by making his range attacks talent gone or to an absolute zero.
He was pound for pound close combat monster, and jomel knew it too. Up to now, jomel knew that there are no beasts who can compare to Motus physical makeup.
The ghastly before losing his consciousness faded, he looks up with the expression of defeat, he knew that explosion was useless because he can still feel the enemy's life force.
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He was being too desperate, too desperate that it became his weakness, he thought that this just a monster who will just attack and attack to torture the enemy, it seems that he is wrong.
In a simple exchange, it leads to his demise, forever. He thought of his race, that they will fail. The enemy is not a wolf but a being that has the similarity of it. Plus he can feel the imprint of a wolf making it harder to discover its disguise.
He smiled before he faded completely, he was excited about what will this monster do to his canine race, they may have internal conflicts but being invaded like this is the most unimaginable thing that will happen.
What will befall his brother upon discovering his brother is a fake one, he hoped that the Tamer and the beasts he faces earlier would wreak havoc.
After that, like a powder twinking into the unknown darkness, he, the great surfing faded into the night...
Jomel witness this scene with mixed feelings, this is a system, and what is his role in it is what he is looking hoping to know for.
It is explained to him by Motus that they are like him, mythical Soul-Beasts but with incomplete souls maybe because they may be killed to reborn or they are just born with an incomplete soul.
Having an incomplete soul makes them unable to be reborn to this Main Universe or World: The Soul-Beast Taming world, that's why they would need to seek out strength inside a Stone Soul-Galaxy.
In a while interrupting his thoughts.
The aura of Motus exploded, his eyes were looking like it has a deep madness within them and his mouth saliva was falling from time to time.
Jomel witness this scene He thought 'What? you ate a special spirit breaker and it made you more hungry...?!'
As he was on his cursing he realized that Motus seems like it wants to do something and it was frozen on the spot.
He moved closer to motus, but still had no reaction, and before he could talk, Motus physical makeup, form from silver looking like a deep black color, his eyes turned into a deep dark violet color, along with some of his fur.
It is like you sprinkled some of it on his black fur, noting that it is a venomous creature and purely evil.
Jomel was in awe, it feels like he was watching a horror movie, the terror he felt on Motus was so dangerous unlike any other.
He touched it and they saw motus stats and new moves...
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