Within a vast forest, a deathly silence covered the terrain. Silence was not irregular within the vast forest, however it was not a natural quiet as it felt more tensed and deadly as though a knife was pressed against a man's throat, still and horrifying.

However, something broke apart the tensed silence. An earth-shattering roar thundered throughout the forest as the many creatures that were resting suddenly got scurried off to somewhere.

On top of a mountain, an enormous figure could be seen standing on it. It was a huge tiger with white furs and black strips. Its eyes were golden and on its back were three pairs of heavenly, pure white wings.

This tiger was known as the Six Winged Tiger God and it was one of the mighty kings of the vast forest. This creature was the descendant of a Beast God and possessed an extreme rich bloodline, acquiring the powers of its ancestor.

Though it was majestic creature, the Six Winged Tiger God had patches of red on its white fur. It was blood. The white tiger breathed heavily as it stared upward, directing its anger and murderous wrath toward a white cloaked figure.

The white cloaked entity was around six feet tall and slender in shape. The white cloaked figure raised its arm and a swarthy hand appeared. From the hand a brilliant light flashed and a black spear appeared.

The white cloaked figure looked the white tiger below. "Little devil, give up! I'm tired of all this chasing and battling. You can't beat me anyways so why push any further? Just let me kill you now so I go back home."

The six-winged tiger looked at the white figure and roared, crazed and hateful toward the white figure above it.

The white figure looked at it and sighed, "Fine...you've gave me no choice, but to do this."

The white figure tossed the black spear at the beast in which it roared in agony. However, several more black spears suddenly descended from the sky as it pierce the tiger.

The tiger continued to roar in agony as it turned towards the white figure. Astonishingly, the tiger spoke in human speech towards the white figure, "Damn you! Damn you! Damn you! Why are you doing this to me?!"

The white figure looked at the white tiger and coldly snorted, "Why? You ate the juniors of my Angelic Heaven Church so how can I let you go? Even if they weren't all that amazing, for someone of your figure killing the weak is not something I can ignore. Also you’re not a Tiger God. That fake aura you have pisses me off."

"Y-You seen through my disguise?"

"Of course I have. I've killed a few Bloodshape Demons and am quite familiar with that innate disguising ability. In fact, if a kill a few more of you, I might actually gained enough data to make a disguising technique."

The white figure in the sky laughed softly. Immediately, the "tiger god" angrily roared at the white figure. As it roars the white fur on its body started to turn black and its stripe turned red. A berserk, evil aura was suddenly unleashed as the black tiger lunged toward the white figure.

Under his cloak the white figure sneered. Another black spear appeared in his hand once more and he struck out. Facing the black spear the black tiger felt a horrifying chill that send most of its fur standing. The black spear was like the finger of death, carrying an intense and demonic power that wanted to slaughter everything.

The black spear pierced through the black tiger's skull and directly struck its brain. At the same moment, the tiger shivered and hatefully stared at the white figure.

"Y-You..."

"I what, huh?" The white figure sneered.

"Die!" The black tiger let out a final roar. A radiant bloody light was suddenly released from the black tiger's body.

"Not good," the white figure thought.

The bloody lights then condensed into a red sphere which soon turned black. Then, the black sphere exploded!

BOOM!

A massive explosion erupted in the sky which traveled for hundreds of miles. Everything caught up in the explosion immediately turned to ash.

The trees and plants on the ground turned to ashes.

The scattering and running animals that escaping the fight between the white figure and "tiger" also turned to ashes.

The explosion, though powerful and terrifying, lasted for only a minute.

After the explosion stopped, a terrifying silence cloaked the forest once more. At the same time the silence appeared, a bloody piece of cloth started to drift down from the sky and onto the earth. Once it landed on the ground the bloody cloth too burned to ashes.

Everything within the range of a thousand miles was completely incinerated into ashes. Along with smoke, the scent of blood filled the air.