novelzi Chapter 323: Vampires vs Wolves
Chapter 323: Vampires vs Wolves
"Expand," Alice murmured with a snap of her fingers, and the room expanded, transforming into a gigantic arena. The rulers backed away from the combat zone, isolating the others within a dome protected by a barrier.
"At least no one will die this way," she commented, arms crossed, while Morgana observed and understood the ability. "Interesting..." she murmured.
"What the hell," Dante muttered, irritated. His frustration over Alexander's escape only fueled his anger, but he quickly realized there was no time to dwell on it. "Let's settle this quickly..."
The battlefield still lay before him, and the real confrontation was about to begin. And it wasn't just them...
Fenrir, consumed by rage, launched herself at Valentina with impressive speed and strength. Her glowing green eyes burned with an unprecedented fury, like that of an Alpha who had lost something precious. With a ferocious growl, she struck the first blow, her claws sharp as blades aimed at Valentina's neck.
Valentina, still covered in dust from the debris she had gone through, smiled maliciously. In the blink of an eye, she moved aside, letting Fenrir's claws slash through empty air. "Are you desperate, Fenrir? That must be your name, I'm not good with names," Valentina said with chilling coldness. "That makes you predictable. Animals are easy to deal with."
Without giving Fenrir a chance to respond, Valentina made a move with Gungnir. With a swift spin, she hurled it at Fenrir with incredible precision.
However, Fenrir was no ordinary opponent. She leaped aside with supernatural agility, dodging the spear. The ground where Gungnir struck exploded in a wave of destruction, cracking the marble beneath their feet.
'The spear that never misses... missed?' Valentina questioned herself. It was the first time she had seen anyone dodge her spear.
But she had no time to dwell on it. Fenrir growled, baring her teeth, and lunged again at Valentina, this time with an even more savage attack, her form distorting into something more bestial with each passing second.
The two warriors clashed violently. Fenrir attacked with claws and bites, trying to find any weakness in Valentina's defenses, while Valentina countered with precise strikes and swift cuts, using Gungnir to keep her opponent at bay. Each impact sent shockwaves throughout the hall, turning the once grand space into a battlefield littered with debris and destruction.
"This isn't good..." Lilith murmured, watching how Valentina was handling the beast. "She's going to lose if this keeps up," she commented. But near her... "You're delusional. If that woman loses, I'll change my name to Little Stella," Siren said, eyeing Valentina. "She's not even using 50% of her power yet," she muttered, "Annoying."
Lilith was confused. How could this woman be so sure?
Meanwhile, on the other side of the room, Velkan watched cautiously. His face was tense, but his eyes were focused on Dante. He knew he couldn't interfere in the fight between Valentina and Fenrir—he didn't have the strength for it...
Velkan tried to take advantage of the distraction, emerging from his legion to attack again, but Dante was ready. With a fluid movement, he dodged the blow and countered with a kick that hit Velkan square in the chest, slamming him into the ground with brutal force.
As Velkan struggled to rise, Dante watched him with disdain. "Did you really think your shadows would make a difference?" he asked, his voice dripping with scorn.
But before Dante could provide more entertainment to the onlookers, a deafening roar filled the room. Fenrir and Valentina clashed again, their auras colliding with such force that the ground beneath their feet began to crack.
Fenrir attacked with claws and fangs, while Valentina, now wielding Gungnir, held her ground skillfully.
"You won't stop me, Fenrir," Valentina said between blows. "Your hatred is pathetic. Your daddy came to us to kill us, and he died like the coward he was."
"You talk too much," Fenrir growled, her claws extending for a lethal strike.
Valentina dodged, spinning the spear, and landed a blow that struck Fenrir's shoulder, opening a deep wound.
"Ughht!" Fenrir cried out in pain, but she didn't retreat. On the contrary, her fury only grew, and the wound healed completely. With a swift move, she grabbed Gungnir with both hands, preventing Valentina from pulling back.
"You may have the spear, but I have the strength," Fenrir growled before pulling Valentina close and delivering a devastating punch to her face, sending her flying backward.
Valentina hit the ground with a thud, blood dripping from her nose, but she only laughed. "You're nothing more than a wild animal. A mad dog that needs to be put back on a leash."
"And I'm starting to get excited!" Valentina said, smiling as she began to enter her vampire count transformation.
But she wasn't the only one... Fenrir, now out of control, started transforming into a massive black wolf, ready to finish the fight.
Dante, watching the chaos unfold, sighed. "You two are going to destroy everything before I even get my fun," he murmured, preparing to intervene. This was no longer just a matter of war... In fact, if he let this continue... The world could end.
But before he could make a move, Velkan, now standing again, seized the moment of distraction to strike. "Never underestimate me, Dante," he roared as his shadow sword materialized back into his hand.