Light Spirit Epic Chapter 15

Chapter 15: Origin of Silver 1

On a small village on the French coast.

A werewolf boy climbed out from the smoke and rubble.

He was still a child. He was covered in pure silver, bright, supple fur, with big blue eyes, and spiky dexterous wolf ears. Besides being a Werewolf (Eskimo Clan), he was also a noble purebred Beastman.

He was in a total mess. The heavy smoke choked his throat, and made him burst in fits of coughing and tears. The fire had burnt his fur and it looked horribly dirty. Even his eyes became cloudy with smoke.

"Grandpa? Grandma?" The werewolf boy whispered through the billowing smoke, "Are you….*cough*….*cough*…..all right?"

"Beddy." An old man answered with a weak voice. A burnt hand stretched out from under a rubble.

“Grandpa? Grandpa!!!!” The werewolf boy rushed over, and began to frantically excavate the debris with his claws. “Hold on for a second… *cough*….*cough*….I’ll get you right out!”

"Ouch!!!"

The boy suddenly retracted his hands backwards. The debris was still burning hot, and was not something that can be easily moved.

“Beddy……my road has now end, you….*cough*……you must escape." The old man gave a deep cough.

“Don’t talk, grandpa…..I’ll take you out right away.” The boy disregarded the high temperatures, he just wanted to remove the rubble, but his body couldn’t move such huge debris at all.

“It’s okay, really,” The old man calmly said, “Grandpa has lived a very old age, and that is already enough. And your grandmother is beside me. We will not be separated, My dear Bedivere, you are the greatest grandson ever…..*cough*…..*cough*……you will be now be all alone. Don't cry, you must be strong………"

A burst of explosion wiped out the last words of the old man. The huge rubble suddenly collapsed and completely squashed the old man.

Flesh and blood splattered all over the boy's body, even his silver-white fur was dyed red by his grandfather's blood.

“Grandpaaaaaa!!!!!” The werewolf climbed from the ground. Huge parts of his fur were burnt,  and there were numerous wounds on his body both small and large that were constantly dripping blood.

"Grandpa just wanted to live in peace. Even this little wish can not be granted?!" The anger in the boy's mind finally broke out. "Fuuuuuuckkkk!!!!! Aaaaaaahhhhhhh!!!! Aaaaahhhh!!! Dammmnnnnnn thisss!!!!!!! Fucking Savage Tooth Clan!!!!!!"

Insanely mad with anger, the werewolf completely lost his senses. All of a sudden, a large amount of photons from the surrounding environment were sucked into his body. Instantaneously, his body expanded into a mad beast: a raging behemoth. This was the special ability of the Beastmen, they can absorb photons to strengthen and enhance their bodies. [Madsanity]

The boy transformed into something monstrous. He yelled frantically and rushed outwards.

On the town square, the Tigermen bandits from the Savage Tooth Clan were organizing the loots they had gathered, Treasure piles of gold and silver were heaped and ready to be packed and transported away. On the side, rotting  human corpses were ruthlessly piled up together and were ready to be burned.

Among the rotten corpses were the bodies of French Knights, the response patrol sent was butchered and annihilated. Because of the infighting of the Royal Family, France was at a turbulent time. The strength of the knights was so uneven that Beastmen easily killed everyone in the patrol.

However, they did this for a single purpose…….they were looking for someone….

They pillaged, burned, and killed; they mopped up each villager and slit their throats open one by one.

"You haven't found the kid yet?" The tallest and strongest of the Tigermen asked to the lackey beside him, "We have already raided more than a dozen villages. It is just a waste of time. If this goes on, it will caught the knight’s attention. By the time then, our movements will greatly be hampered."

"Don’t worry, chief." Another Tigerman answered, "Thanks to that lunatic Claudier's rule, the current political situation in France is in utter chaos. The knights are currently busy in the Civil War so how can they manage protecting the little remote villages all at the same time."

"Eeeeeeeaaaaaaaaa!!!" The screams of soldiers not far away pierced the eerie atmosphere, and a giant beast emerged from the sea of fire.  On its right paw was the head of a soldier, on its left paw was the headless body.

The beast's silver fur radiantly reflected the raging fire in the surroundings. It madly screamed and threw the corpse towards the direction of the chief.

The chief leapt sideways but the soldiers beside him were not spared. They were hit by the thrown corpse and crashed into a stonewall, turning into a meat paste with a shower of flesh and blood.  

"Madsanity State? What a monster with great strength." The chief sneered.

The monster screamed, there was no stopping his momentum. He grabbed all the objects he could pick up and threw them like it was nothing. The wreckage of buildings, burned trees, Beastmen's bodies, even the various cargo containers in the village coast all turned into deadly meteorites.

“What a messy way of attacking.” The bandit chief sneaked away while sneering “A silver wolf that can utilize Madsanity State without training, I must not be wrong. —— hahahahaha, I finally found you, Silver Wolf!”

WIth a huge laugh, the crazy beast dashed towards the sea of bandits, together with the countless burning rubles falling from the skies, the scene was an extraordinary sight.

However, it would not last for long. The beast was still growling, but his growls became hurried and his movements slowed.

"Tired? It takes a lot of physical energy to keep the Madsanity State going, how long can you persist?" The chief sneeringly laughed and he did not forget to avoid the attack.

“Awooooooooooooo!!!!” Mad beast shouted, throwing rocks and debris at the Tigerman Chief.

"Useless and useless!!" The bandit chief easily escaped and hid behind a boulder.

The monster ran forwards and without hesitation drilled his paws through the boulder, blowing it to pieces and straight towards the body of the bandit chief.

Just as the werewolf were to rip the apart the chieftain……..

“Haaaaa!” Another huge paw stopped the mad beast’s fatal blow.

“You are strong kid." The Tigerman Bandit Chief sneered. “But don’t think you’re the only one who can use Madsanity State!”

Compared to the werewolf boy, the Madsanity State of the Tigerman Bandit Chief was obviously much superior. His left hand has become very different, it was this huge left hand that blocked the boy's fatal blow.

"Didn't your parents taught you that rushed Madsanity results in a Partial Madsanity? —— Oh, I’m sorry I almost forgot. We have massacred your Eskimo Clan. You should have seen their dead bodies scattered in the snow, it was a marvelous sight!”

"Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!" The wild beast cried furiously, and his cry was full of hatred. The werewolf boy lacked control over his Madsanity State, and his own consciousness had long since vanished. His mind was completely dominated by a beast's natural instinct; it only knew to attack violently.

Although one of his hands was caught, his other hand kept slashing at his opponent. Every shot was eager to tear the enemy in front of him.

However, every blow of the beast was useless  – it was subtly avoided by the bandit’s head. In such a close combat, the boy can not hit anything at all. It was apparent that both have an absolutely irreparable gap in combat experience.

“Stop making unnecessary struggles.” Still clutching the boy with his left hand, the Tigerman Bandit Chief raised his right hand, photons immediately condensed in his right hand and it grew exponentially bigger.

The young beast stopped his attacks. Even if it was only an animal's consciousness, yet it understood that it would be very bad to be hit by this incoming attack. It wanted to dodge, but the Tigerman was still clutching its one hand.

The giant fists raged, he can’t hide!

Bang!!!

The Tigerman Bandit Chief’s right hand slammed into the monster’s body like a hammer. the ground shook, the air trembled and caused ripples that extinguished the surrounding fire and blasted the dust into the sky.

The dust settled completely within a few seconds, but there was no sign of a monster. Only a werewolf boy remained on the ground, lying motionless in a gushing pool of blood.

“Hey, are you dead?” The Tigermen Bandits Chief kicked the werewolf youth.

“Kaaa…” The boy only made a faint voice. His bones were crushed and tendons were torn and he couldn’t move at all. His life was like a candle in the wind.

"Tell me before you die, " The Tigerman asked, "Is the last seal of the Wall of the World really on you?"

“……heaven knows.” The werewolf’s body can’t struggle, only his mind can still struggle.

“Oh!” The Tigerman spit on the boy’s face. "Still stubborn in death aye? Forget it, it doesn't matter if you say anything or not. I'll just cut your head and let those fox guys investigate your memory. At that time, you will be left with a living brain that is destined to be squeezed dry. You will surely be writhing in torment……. hahahaha…"

“Bastard…” The light within the eyes of the werewolf was dissipating, his world was being engulfed in the darkness of desperation. He knew that his destiny was about to end here…….he knew he was about to die….

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