A Ferocious Battle

Yeshua's blue silhouette dashed towards the ferocious bull. The wind burst and a dust trail was left as his valiant figure reached the raging flames of Jason's savageness.

This patch of Red Wood Forest was almost eaten by the blazing bull's flame. However, the hard redwood trees were tenacious. They were firmly standing amidst the fire scorching them.

The redwood trees looked like pillars of fire while the black smoke they were releasing formed a canopy of dark clouds above them. Embers and ashes floated around creating a sense of grandness in this terrifying inferno.

In the middle of the scorched ground was a bull demon armored by smoldering flames. A mane of fire wound around his neck like a yoke slaving him. His skin was charred black as cracks shining with red hotness covered his bulky body.

The bull demon was crouching and laying his thick arms on the ground while one of his hooves angrily scratched on it. His snout was exhaling hot breaths while his torch-like horns crowned him with flames. His savage red eyes furiously glared everywhere looking for anything he could destroy.

And as Yeshua entered the mindless beast's senses, a scorching hot breath welcomed him. The raging bull unleashed his Scorching Roar ability when it felt Yeshua's approach. Yeshua evaded the fire coming to him and stayed at an appropriate distance from the mad beast.

At this distance, Yeshua really felt the menacing strength coming from the savage feral in front of him. Strength comparable to his elite strength but more ferocious and violent emanated from the Feral Jason.

Yeshua did not know what to feel at this moment. Looking at the possible outcome of being an Alterer made him afraid. Afraid of the strength he had and the consequence of accepting it.

After shaking his wolf head to focus his mind, Yeshua muttered to himself, "There's no time to think about it right now. What I need to do is to deal with this feral as fast as I can. This is the Red Wood Forest. No one knows what will happen by staying this long in this place after everything that is happening."

Yeshua then charged towards Jason baring his fangs and claws. Violent wind surrounded his claws as he fiercely attacked the mad bull!

Wind Claws!

Jason met Yeshua's attack with a flaming fist. Yeshua could feel the blistering heat even before the attack hit him. The punch striking at Yeshua was a combination of violent strength and burning flames!

Blazing Fist!

Bang! Boom!

A clash of raging flames and violent wind blades exploded the hot air surrounding the dark blue werewolf Yeshua and the blazing Feral Jason.

A fierce gale centered on the two Alterers whipped razor wind blades around them. The gale destroyed the things surrounding them as the hot temperature caused by the flames made it stronger.

Then, a blue silhouette was blasted back from the center of the fierce wind. After sliding on the ground violently for a few meters, Yeshua stood up shakily. That clashed of attack hurt him as the sharp claws in his right hand were scorched black and flames still blazed on it.

Though Yeshua was injured, Jason was not spared from his attack. The raging bull was not pushed back showing its advantage in strength from Yeshua, but the arm Jason used to punch Yeshua was mangled with wounds caused by the vicious wind blades of Yeshua.

Rooooooar!

Feeling the pain from his wounded arm enraged the mad bull. It roared painfully and ferociously. Then, flames burst from his torch-like horns as the mad bull angrily charged at Yeshua while pointing his sharp horns on him!

Horn Charge!

Like a blazing meteor, the mad charge of Jason arrived at the position of Yeshua very quickly. Yeshua used all his strength to dodge the incoming charge as he felt the raging hotness accompanying the brutal attack.

Boom!

The air exploded as a blue figure was torn apart by the charging bull, but after a sudden flash of light, a dark blue werewolf appeared behind the blazing bull and tore the flesh on its back!

Wind Claws!

Roar!

Excruciating pain caused the Feral Jason to release a furious bellow. His blood boiled turning into fumes as Yeshua continued to inundate him with wind claws.

Yeshua then noticed the fuming blood of Jason. "T-this… Not good!"

Yeshua hurriedly distanced himself from the bloody Jason as he saw that the blood-red fumes were almost covering him. However, before he could run far enough, an explosion of flames flooded the area surrounding the mad bull!

Whoosh! Hiss! Crackle!

Bang!

A scorched werewolf crashed to the ground after violently leaping from the wall of flames. Yeshua's dark blue fur became a mix of blue, red, and black while painful groans escape from his bloody maw.

"Dammit, that attack is much stronger than I expected. Ferals are really strong and mad! That attack will also hurt him, but he still used it in that way!"

Yeshua knew the ability that Jason used. As Jason's Alter Beast was a Blazing Bull, it was expected that he could use Blood Immolation. That support ability was supposed to be used to strengthen the flames of the Blazing Bull by igniting its blood.

The Blazing Bulls fought head-on battles and used the blood from its injuries to gradually strengthen its flames and attack through Blood Immolation.

However, the savage Feral Jason accumulated a lot of blood fumes around him, and then immolated all of it in an instant creating a flood of flames that spread violently after its explosion.

The savage instinct of the raging beast made Jason fight ferociously unafraid of injuries. This was the reason why ferals were more dangerous and stronger than spirit beasts.

Cesar, who was cuddling the lifeless Sheila, saw the devastating battle of the two Alterers. He was horrified by Jason's self-mutilating way of fighting as the feral fought savagely and mindlessly.

"Boy, please. Finish Jason's suffering. You're the only one who can help us…" Cesar whispered pleadingly as his hot tears fell to the freezing body of Sheila.

The solemn face of the meek woman further added to the grief Cesar was feeling. He looked at Yeshua who was shakily crouching on the scorched ground. Cesar prayed in his mind that the boy would be able to stop the madness of his friend.

Yeshua, who was gathering the strength in his body, felt the need to finish the battle quickly.

The feral was getting more and more dangerous as the battle prolonged, and the flames surrounding the place of their battle also added to Yeshua's burden.

Yeshua thought that the only way to finish this battle quickly was to use his Blood Rage ability. With that ability, Yeshua would be able to inflict a powerful attack that would finish this feral once and for all.

"I have to use that ability for the second time. The power and savageness, I still remember them. C-can I really use it again?" Looking at the savage feral in front of him discouraged and frightened Yeshua in using his dangerous ability.

Before he used the Blood Rage ability in fighting Grey, Yeshua did not have a complete understanding of the danger he would experience.

However, after experiencing the ecstatic power filling him and the savageness sweetly tempting him, Yeshua shuddered to the thought of using his self-harming ability.

Hearing, seeing, and experiencing something had different degrees of emotion accompanying them.

When Yeshua heard the danger of turning into a feral, he was just frightened but he did not think much of it.

But then, Yeshua saw Grey almost turned into a feral, and during the time he used his Blood Rage ability to fight Grey, Yeshua also almost turned into a feral.

And right now, in front of him was Jason who was a real feral!

Though Yeshua was an Alterer for a month and he experienced a lot during his time as an Alterer, thinking of becoming a savage feral really brought fear to his young heart.

Should he run? With all the things he said about moral obligation and not turning his back, would he go back on his words and cowardly run away saving himself and leaving them behind?

Anyway, it was not like it was his obligation to do this, right? Surviving was his foremost concern, and being an altruistic hero was not his life goal.

With all these thoughts swirling in his mind, Yeshua then released a raging roar!

"No! Right now, it's not about being a hero! It's about me! If I run from this challenge, I will always cower in the face of danger!

"Using my Blood Rage ability should not frighten me. I should not succumb to this cowardice just because I fear becoming a feral! I should firm my will and brave through my chosen path!"

With a burning will, the same with the time when the two stars met in the endless void, Yeshua pushed all the negative thoughts in his mind as he unleashed the boiling rage within his body!

Blood Rage!

Awoooooo!

With a ferocious howl, Yeshua initiated the second advent of the Raging Wolf.