The Golden Wolf still hasn't stopped its struggle.

It is a true third magic, and in the fantasy species, it is also a noble existence, and the pain will only provoke his ferocity even more.

Even when he was nailed to the ground, his hind limbs were vigorously stomping on the ground, and the claws that were even harder than the treasure easily tore through the atmosphere, and the beast's pupils were full of anger.

The golden wolf, which was several meters high, was like a sharp sword even if it was only a claw, and he wanted to use the action of exchanging injuries for injuries to prevent Roland from pulling out the holy sword.

It's not unheard of enemies who use the mystery of foreign objects to inflict damage on him, but compared to those that can hurt him, their own body is the biggest flaw!

"What a bad guy......"

Roland raised his eyelids lightly, until this moment, there was still no fear on his face, as if all negative emotions were cut off, so calm that it was incredibly calm, so calm that it made Beo feel creepy.

Roland stopped drawing his sword, and with his backhand, he nailed the silver-white holy sword into Beo's body again!

The scorching and chilling sword light tore at everything of the giant wolf from the inside out, causing Beo to let out an incoherent howl.

But this scene like the liberation of the treasure did not look bloody, there was no scene of flesh flying, or spilling the internal organs of severed limbs, and where the sword light passed, there was only a piece of evaporated nothingness and a little golden star dust.

Aside from the bits of gold that still hung from Esther's sword, there was no trace of the Golden Wolf's existence.

Roland looked down at the ground and let go of his blade.

"Don't you obey? They've all died once. ”

Suddenly, the ground under his feet seemed to lose its sense of reality in the hot sun, and gradually distorted, blurring the realm of reality and illusion, since it was tumbling and undulating.

The tall beast shadow reappeared, and with a blasting roar, the golden wolf let out a terrifying low roar and slowly stood up.

His head was still that of a wolf, and the color of his fur had not changed, but his body was more swollen than when he was a giant wolf, and his forelimbs had become human-like hands, but the sharp nails still made it quick to distinguish him from ordinary hands.

The power of the third law caused the destroyed beast body to be reborn, and the materialized nature of the soul also caused Beo to change his appearance again.

Compared to the giant wolf or human, this is his true attitude as a fantasy species, a golden werewolf.

As a magical beast that exists in reality, the werewolf does not exist with its golden kind, which is also the proof that he is a top-level fantasy species.

"Damn fellow! Do you think you can defeat me with a foreign object? ”

Beo made a sound of gnashing teeth, his face was completely distorted, since he traveled this world with Orange, he has always been an invincible existence, even other strong people, because they are afraid of it, they will take the initiative to give in, reduce conflicts, for the arrogant golden wolf, there is no more humiliating time than now.

"Relying on foreign objects?"

As if he had heard something funny, the corners of Roland's mouth gradually hooked.

"Don't make me laugh, the reason why I use Esther is very simple, I'm just afraid that I will accidentally kill you in the process of training."

Roland didn't want to kill Beo, but since the other party was so unfamiliar, he didn't have to think about how to show mercy to this husky who didn't know who the owner was.

"It seems that the orange really spoiled you, and yes, your gender has been clearly differentiated, so let me break it back first."

For fantasy species, gender is meaningless.

Even if he turns into a human form, he should be a neutral existence, and the previous Beo is obviously the appearance of a little boy.

This is the fighting spirit that has been cultivated in the successive victories after being constantly used and indulged by Aozaki oranges.

The originally pure golden wolf did not know the height of the sky at all without moderation, and the victory expanded his arrogance and self-esteem again and again, leading to the manifestation of gender.

"Guy who is not ashamed to speak. Do you think I'm going to be as careless as I was just now? I will not give in to you! ”

The golden wolf roared again, and the figure suddenly disappeared in place, he moved around the woods, and after turning into a werewolf form, his movements were incredibly flexible, but as soon as the wind he approached blew slightly, the big tree that required several people to hug collapsed, and the incision was extremely neat.

But Roland still stood in place, his eyes following the golden shadow, revealing a gentle smile.

"Not necessarily, you're just a beast.

"There is a way to make Beo submit to you, but there is only one way, which is to order you to obey me, catch you who are unwilling, force you to obey me, and beat you if you refuse."

"Before you give in, beat you up and then order you to obey until you admit to being obedient."

Roland slowly spread his fingers and closed them one by one.

"I heard that in the face of such a method, even the strongest creatures on the ground will cook obediently, so let's give it a try."

"Next, Beo,—— I'm going to whip you with what is called a complete fiasco."

Under Beo's frightened and angry gaze, Roland's figure came to him in an instant, and the distance was very dead, although it reacted, but there was no enough space to dodge.

"Boom ——!"

With the loud sound of the tree trunk breaking, the golden wolf fell to the ground like a meteor, setting off a terrifying shockwave that flattened a radius of 100 meters.

In the tsunami-like sand and dust, Roland punched Beo in the chest, and in the increasingly shining mark of the ox in his eyes, the divine power that could shoot down the dragon from the sky was magnified exponentially, easily piercing Beo's fur that even the treasure could resist, shattering his bones, and crushing every inch of flesh and blood into ashes.

And under the mark of the ox, the power belonging to the sheep also quietly lit up, allowing this pain to reach the soul.

Before Beo could hear a scream, Roland's other fist also reached through the sharp wolf kiss, directly crushing his skull.

Compared with this kind of attack, Esther's sword light before can indeed only be described as gentle.

Roland's every punch was pure violence, with extreme blood, and he didn't train obedience at all like traditional training, giving pain while giving a glimmer of life.

He was just beating the fantasy seed under him, feeling the other party's immortality wear off little by little, feeling the pain and fear coming from that soul, and let out an arrogant laugh.

"It's useless! Useless! Useless! ”

Beo's insignificant resistance was annihilated by Roland's punches from the start, and for the rest of the time, he simply acted as a target.

As Roland's attacks became more and more fierce, the underground pits became deeper and deeper, and even the distant land began to sink, and terrifying vibrations continued to spread through the earth, causing a strange scene like an earthquake, even outside the dense forest, it was constantly shaking.

If you were in the city, I'm afraid this would already be a scene of misery.

But fortunately, in order to hide his purpose and preliminary preparations, the dense forest chosen by Aozaki Orange was already deserted, and with the drive of the enchantment, even if the vibration spread far away, it was reduced a lot, and with the daily habits of this island country, it was no surprise for a long time, and it didn't cause any commotion.

Although he has developed an arrogant and arrogant character through victory, this kind of easy-to-get thing is originally his child's temperament, although this golden wolf is a fantasy species, but in terms of fighting will, at most he is just a bear child who bullies the weak and is afraid of the hard.

After her body turned into a puddle of flesh, and her soul was about to be shattered in the shock, Beo's heart was filled with fear.

It constantly emitted fear and begging for mercy from its own soul, but Roland, who had beaten him, turned a blind eye to it at all, and just kept destroying the power he was proud of bit by bit.

Just when the golden wolf thought that he was going to become the most aggrieved fantasy seed with the most aggrieved way to die, Roland suddenly stopped moving.

A white light radiated from Roland's eyes and landed on the residue in front of him, quickly recovering it.

The golden wolf trembled, and before he had time to feel the beauty of life, he quickly realized what he had to do, and he looked at Roland with clear eyes, never seeing the arrogance he had before.

"The host...... Please ......"

But before he could finish his words of submission, a strong hand grabbed his wolf's kiss like a vice.

"Shh......h I haven't had a good time yet, so please think carefully about giving in to me, right? ”

Roland pressed the remaining finger to his lips and smiled pleasantly.

"Now, let's start the second round."

"Uh......h Woo! ”

In Beo's tearful eyes, whose mouth was locked and he couldn't even make a sound, only the ever-magnifying fist shadow remained.

After a few more minutes, when the dust had settled, Roland stood up, proudly moving his wrist.

"It's pleasant, and sure enough, it's good for your mood to move occasionally."

The golden werewolf, who was lying in the pit without the slightest scar on his body, sat on the ground, buried his head in the hair on his arm, and bowed his head deeply.

It's like a girl who has strayed into a link that can't be said, and can only pass the time by counting the stains on the ceiling with empty eyes.

Beo sat quietly in place, her body trembling.

In the past, he has also fought mysteries of various eras, and some of them are themselves ancients, but he has never been defeated in the face of his sheer power.

And now, he knew what Roland meant by total defeat.

In the beginning, it was really just a beating, but from the second round onwards, it was like pure catharsis.

Not only his body, but even his materialized soul trembled, and whenever he was on the verge of death, he would be revived by the same power as him, but the young man would not let himself spit out words begging for mercy at all, and began to wave his fists on his own.

Under any offensive, no matter whether it is such a noble fantasy species or a legendary hero, there is absolutely no chance of survival.

In the end, Beo was completely numb, as long as it could make Roland happy, it was willing to do anything, and even took the initiative to adjust its movements to meet Roland's fist and become a simple target, and it may be because of this well-behaved that it was able to get rid of that torture earlier.

"What are you doing, take me up."

Roland, who turned around, looked at Beo who was sitting on the ground, stood on the other party's shoulder unceremoniously, looked down at the werewolf, and ordered coldly.

And the moment he heard Roland's urging, the golden hair on the werewolf stood up in unison, ignoring the chill coming from his back, forcibly restraining his fear as a biological instinct.

It lifted Roland's feet with the gentlest and most deliberate posture in his life, and jumped out of this pit full of blood and tears.

Because his body is intact, Beo can easily do this, his claws are still a murder weapon that can cut off the treasure, and his body is still strong and immortal.

But at such a close distance, not to mention the idea of rebelling against Roland, he was able to suppress the fear that filled his heart and prevent his legs from continuing to tremble, and Beo had already done his best.

From the previous facts, it has come to understand a fact.

They are all high-dimensional beings, but there are also differences.

Roland may be more different from it than it is from humans.

From this undamaged body, the invisible shackles like phantom pain are the best proof of this, and the wild instincts and instincts make it kneel down as it feels the reincarnated youth who constantly gives him life and death.

This guy is definitely not human!

But even after feeling Roland's power so closely, Beona, who had been ahead of the world for two thousand years, could not understand the existence of the other party.

The only thing that is certain is that this is definitely not the birth of the world.

The world may give birth to a savior who can have the possibility of going beyond the limit, but it will not allow the creation of such an existence that can cause destruction at the slightest thought.

It's impossible to win! Because the benchmarks are very different, like the gap between magic and magic.

No, now is not the time to think about such a thing!

Beo had already left everything behind, and after sending Roland to the crater that looked like he had been hit by a meteorite, he bowed his head obediently, and his limbs turned to the sky, revealing his soft belly towards Roland.

The other party is right, he is just a beast.

But in the face of such obvious flattery and flattery, Roland just stood aside, holding his chin and looking at him.

"You've lost, Beo."

Roland looked at Beo, who was trembling, and calmly declared, without a hint of mockery.

But the cold pupils with a squint still made Beo lose all his strength as if he had been pierced by a sharp arrow.

How will the winner treat the loser?

As soon as he thought of his unsuspecting words before the war, Beo longed to travel back in time and bite the foul-mouthed self to death.

"Master, please forgive me for being disrespectful......"

"This should be considered a successful training,"

Roland looked at the appearance of the golden wolf and squatted down.

"I don't need a wolf as a pet, though, so, do you want to be my dog?"

"Of course ......"

Beo didn't finish speaking, and when he looked at Roland's implied expectant pupils, he immediately changed his words as if he realized something.

Then, with more than 2,000 years of mystery, the trump card that is enough to fight against magic, the third law born naturally, as the golden wolf of the top fantasy species, spit out his heart with the most sincere and well-behaved words.

"Wang!"

Roland narrowed his eyes in satisfaction, stroking the other party's soft golden hair.

"That's right, that's my ...... Good boy. ”

(End of chapter)