Chương 127: Final Clash

Lucas' figure came into the sight of everyone. He shook his head as he looked at Peter.

"I must have expected too much from you… You should retire!" Peter rolled his eyes helplessly. He was forced to fight. He wasn't even an Alpha anymore. Deucalion lifted his gaze and "looked" over at him.

"So you're the other Demon that I kept hearing about… you did a pretty rough job on my boys." The twins growled in irritation and looked at Lucas with hatred. Paying no attention to them, Lucas gazed down at Deucalion.

"Gerard's sins still exist even when he's dead… but you're the monster now." Deucalion's face twitched at the mention of Gerard. He then slowly took off his glasses, and his pale red eyes could be seen clearly.

"That's right! I am a monster! I am a demon! I am the…" Just as he wanted to continue, Lucas threw something at him, and Deucalion swept with his claws unconsciously. A splash of water washed over his head, making him tremble in rage. Lucas looked at the ripped bottle on the ground and smiled.

"Sorry! Could you say it again? My hand just slipped." A heavy silence encompassed the space as everyone stared at him and Deucalion with expressions of disbelief. As he wiped his face, Deucalion's face slowly started shifting into his werewolf form. He stared coldly at Lucas with his terrifying expression.

"Kill him!" Before any of the Alphas could act, Lucas jumped, and before Kali could even dodge, his knees crashed directly into her back.

"Crack!"

"Roarhggg!" Kali let out a broken roar as she felt her spine breaking in two, her body collapsing to the ground helplessly.

"Help me…" She gazed at Deucalion pleadingly, but only received a look of indifference. If you discover this tale on Amazon, be aware that it has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. Please report it.

"Kali!" Only Ennis seemed to care. He ignored Peter and lunged at Lucas. Lucas raised his arms as a shield, and the force that traveled through them was so strong that it made his body slide a couple of meters back. When he looked at his arms, they were completely red, but only for a second before they quickly healed.

"Not bad for a brute!" He patted his clothes and got up, glancing at Ennis with an indifferent look. Ennis was shocked to see that his overwhelming strength hadn't done much damage. Lucas scanned the whole space and saw that only Peter could still fight. The rest were covered in various injuries. The Alphas didn't want to give him more time, and the fused Alpha formed by the twins started running toward him. Lucas looked to the left at the giant Alpha, then to the right at the furious Ennis charging toward him.

Slowly, his pace quickened until he ran directly at them. Just as the two brandished their claws to rip him apart, Lucas slid across the ground, and as he passed between them, his claws reached for their tendons and ripped them apart.

"Roarhgg!"

"Thump!" Not having the chance to stop, the two collided head-on. Now they were on top of each other, groaning in pain. Lucas then slowly started walking toward Deucalion.

"What? Aren't you going to fight?" Just as Lucas was looking smugly at Deucalion, his body vanished and instantly appeared in front of him. Before Lucas could even blink, his body was smashed against a cement pillar, breaking most of it.

"Cough!" Lucas supported himself as he got back up and gazed at Deucalion with a serious expression. He had heavily miscalculated his strength. He felt that Deucalion was at least twice as strong as him.

"I'm the Demon Wolf! Do you think that a teenager could possibly be my equal?!" Deucalion shouted as his eyes glowed ferociously.

"You're strong, I admit it, but… not invincible!" Lucas stretched out his hand, and just as everyone wondered what he was doing, a spear flashed through the air and flew into his grasp. Lucas grabbed the spear and smiled. It had taken a while, but he had learned how to do it. Deucalion didn't have the patience to play games anymore and attacked directly. Just as he thought the result would be the same, a deep cut appeared along his outstretched arm, from his hand to his shoulder.

He took a few steps back as he stared at the bleeding wound. He frowned heavily when he noticed that his healing process wasn't kicking in.

"What's that spear?!" His red eyes immediately focused on the spear Lucas was holding. He felt as though something was constantly suppressing his healing. Lucas spun the spear a few times, making the blood on its tip fly away. When he stopped, he looked at it with satisfaction, then turned toward Deucalion.

"It's…"