The Fourth Scar

The moment for which Ereg had to endure tons of damage and pain had finally arrived - his blue ghost continued to grow at an accelerated rate and finally reached 85%!

There was only a 1% difference between 84% and 85%, but it wasn't the math and power of one of the Progenitors. That 1% was a certain barrier, only by breaking it Ereg could access the next stage of his strength.

"Hah, that's it. Now you don't look scary at all." Ereg smirked as the blue flames around him increased several times in size, and his eyes shone brightly.

At the same moment, Ereg bent his body forward slightly and clenched his fists tightly together as if preparing to throw something.

Piranha didn't realize that now it couldn't handle Ereg, the monster was acting instinctively in a torrent of rage. Piranha was sure that its jaws were powerful enough to devour Ereg, but... now they were on completely different levels.

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.