The Atrocious Werewolf Prince
Chapter 89 Ruining The Efforts

The dust dispersed, revealing an unscathed Ixtal, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The tall bulky Bearman's expression was rather grim, mostly due to the pain from losing the pendant. It had been bought for him by his father at an extravagant price and could withstand a full power blow from a Foundation Establishment stage expert.

"But everything will be worth it as long as we kill this Martial Animal and obtain its Gamma layer skill and 3rd circle spells." Ruthlessness flitted across Ixtal's eyes.

As he gazed at the screeching Razor Pearl Eagle, he suddenly made a grabbing motion with his hand and a strange brownish seed appeared within.

The brownish seed was thrown out, disappearing into the ground upon contact.

~BBZZZZZZ~

The ground began to shake at this moment. One could only watch as the area beneath the flying Razor Pearl Eagle began to fracture. Countless spikes shot out, forming an earth prison of spikes that trapped the 2nd tier Martial Animal.

These earth spikes were exceedingly sharp, and even the Razor Pearl Eagle was cut till it was now drenched in blood. Moreover, a huge suction force had emerged from the ground, slowing the Eagle's flight and forcing it to descend.

"Kill it!" Ixtal wasted no time. With a wave of his hand, he led the remaining geniuses to attack, ruthlessly targeting the Martial Animal's weak points.

In an instant, the Razor Pearl Eagle had fallen into a precarious situation. From the looks of it, it was going to be slowly attacked to death.

Ezra Zephyr could not help but sigh when he saw this. "How materialistic."

The Brownish Seed from earlier was another Imprint material on which a one-time use Spiritual Imprint boundary had been inscribed.

It seems that Ezra Zephyr disliked the too much usage of materials, but at the same time, he was aware that what Ixtal did was the best decision.

Fortunately, the Razor Pearl Eagle had helped the former scout out the latter's entire hand. Otherwise, even Ezra would have been tricked by this Bearman next lord's seemingly endless trump cards

"It should be about time, right?"

The prince stood up, smiling slightly as he continued to watch the ongoing fight. Ixtal was practically tearing out his lungs. "It seems that it is finally time for me to make an appearance."

~BOOOOM - KABBAAAAK~

The sound of Spiritual Energy blasting something continuously rang out in the remains of what was once a forest. Sharp earth spikes shot out of the ground one after another, gleaming with an icy sharpness.

Blood dripped from the Razor Pearl Eagle's enormous beautiful body as it struggled within the earth spike array. Its mutilated flesh was a clear sign that it had been gravely injured.

However, the Spirity Beast squad was not doing too well either. Although Ixtal had used numerous trump cards to injure the Razor Pearl Eagle, it was still a peak 2nd tier Martial Animal that was comparable to an early Foundation Establishment expert.

Hence, its crazed counterattack had torn genius after genius to pieces. The entire battlefield was an extremely wretched sight.

"Quick, it's about to fall!" Howled Ixtal Molarch. The confidence from before was no longer present as his tired eyes locked onto the desperately struggling Razor Pearl Eagle. He had used practically all of his trump cards in this hunt, a state akin to gambling till one was left in only underwear.

Upon hearing his howl, the Spirity Beast squad members drummed up one final surge of energy, madly bombarding the nearly spent Martial Animal with the last ounce of Spiritual Energy they could muster.

As he watched the situation gradually tip in their favour, Ixtal finally breathed a sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders. Ecstasy and excitement were no longer concealable on his face.

Though the battle today had been a bitter one, he had finally emerged as the victor. It was easy to imagine how his name would soon spread, making his reputation no less than the prince of his Empire or any of the other super elite geniuses.

The Spirity Beast squad would have also proven themselves, making it easier to recruit more members and grow their reputation, eventually allowing them to become a tyrant like existence in the Spirity Bailiwick.

When that happened, Ixtal Molarch would have the power to vie with the super elite geniuses.

While the bulky Bearman was fantasizing about the future, he did not notice that a figure had stealthily slipped into the chaotic battlefield.

The figure was naturally Ezra. No one had noticed him due to the chaos. He watched the Razor Pearl Eagle's injuries grow worse and worse under the seemingly endless waves of attacks as his eyes flashed in thought. He could not allow Ixtal and his squad to kill the beast.

Otherwise, how would he become the fisherman that reaps everything in the end?

Hence, his figure suddenly shot forward, making it seem as if he was aggressively charging at the Martial Animal.

~BOOOOM~

However, although the Razor Pearl Eagle was heavily injured, it was still full of ferocity. A sharp feather was sent flying towards him, forcing the prince to dodge and retreat.

At that time Ezra threw something, no one saw the tiny shadow that had flown out of his sleeves and landed on a certain spot on the Spiritual Imprint boundary.

Within the shadow was a scroll, a Spiritual Imprint scroll to be more precise.

A ray of light exploded from the Spiritual Imprint scroll at this moment. Although it was not large, it just so happened to cover a certain area at the centre of the Spiritual Imprint boundary that captured the Martial Animal with spikes.

~CRRAAACKK~

A faint crack was suddenly heard. The seemingly infinite sharp stone spikes gradually came to a stop, while the suction force that had trapped the Razor Pearl Eagle abruptly disappeared.

The disappearance of the suction force initially stunned the Eagle, but a creature as quick as it soon realised what had happened. It immediately released a screech as its battered body shot forth, shredding two individuals with a swipe of its wings.

"The Spiritual Imprint boundary has been broken!"

Someone finally discovered that something was wrong as a horrified piercing cry escaped.