The Atrocious Werewolf Prince
Chapter 90 The Fisherman Moves

The members of the Spirity Beast squad that had originally been about to charge at the Eagle immediately did a 180, beating a hasty retreat and no longer daring to approach. Although the beast was gravely injured, it still had to power to easily kill any of them.

The Bearman's expression changed drastically as he hurriedly yelled, "Don't be afraid! It's already on the verge of death. Stop it quickly, we cannot let it escape!"

He could already see that the Razor Pearl Eagle had escaped their encirclement, and was planning on fleeing.

However, his yells were of little use. Many had died, while the threat of death had already been thoroughly beaten into the rest.

~KRREEEEEERIRIRIRIKA~

By borrowing this tiny gap, the Razor Pearl Eagle's shiny body suddenly shot into the sky, all the remaining Twinkling Wind force swirling around its body as it transformed into a flash of light that dashed into the vast mountain range.

"Useless trash! All of you are useless trash!" Ixtal flew into a rage, no longer able to restrain himself after seeing the 2nd tier Martial Animal escape.

He had practically used up every trump card in his arsenal to hunt the Eagle, trump cards that would have allowed him to briefly vie with the super elite geniuses.

Moreover, the extremely pure Spiritual Energy from killing the 2nd tier Razor Pearl Eagle may have been his chance to reach the from early to mid of the 1st stage of Core Formation stage, or even enable him to reach the peak of 1st level.

Unfortunately, everything had gone up in flames. Sky Lees arrived behind Ixtal, a rather ugly look on her pretty face. They had paid such a steep price, but it had all been for naught.

Ixtal roared at the Spirity Beast squad members, his body started to change into beast form as he said. "Idiots! Chase after it!"

In response, indignant looks appeared on the squad members' faces. They had only chosen to join because of Ixtal's promise that he would be able to deal with the 2nd tier Martial Animal but look at how many had been injured or killed, they were practically using their lives in exchange for results.

"Humph, even if we do kill that Razor Pearl Eagle, the first person to benefit would be you. Why should we pay for your benefits with our lives? This little lord will no longer stay in your Spirity Beast squad!" One of the more irritable individuals coldly snorted, ignoring Ixtar's ugly expression as the former turned around and left.

Now that someone had taken the lead, more and more members left one after another. Of the Spirity Beast squad's originally grand line-up, only a few lonely figures remained.

This sight infuriated Ixtal so much that he nearly morphed into bear form and attacked them, the young lord controlled his anger somehow.

Things had turned out very differently than he had expected.

He could not figure it out. Why had the originally stable situation slipped out of control so suddenly?

While Ixtal was hopping with rage, Ezra's figure quietly slipped deeper into the mountains, his gaze fixed towards a certain direction.

He knew that the heavily injured Razor Pearl Eagle would definitely draw numerous coveting eyes. In fact, some of those originally watching from far away may even begin to entertain certain thoughts.

However, the Razor Pearl Eagle was extremely quick. It would not be easy to replace it again in the vast mountain range.

Even so, the prince had made his preparations. When he moved earlier, he had secretly left behind some tracker on the eagle without anyone realising, allowing him to track it.

Hence, he pushed his speed to the limit as he dashed through mountain after mountain.

His chase lasted a whole four hours. As the saying went, the heavens do not let down those who are determined. When the prince arrived at the top of a certain hill and cast his gaze into the distance, he saw a familiar giant eagle by the lakeside, weakly lying in a pool of blood.

This scene caused the werewolf prince to breathe a sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been relieved from his shoulders. "Found you, at last, my dear 2nd soldier."

The Prince gazed at the giant glowing bird lying by the lakeside. The latter was drenched in blood, its force rapidly weakening, clear signs that it had sustained life threatening injuries.

"Spirity Beast squad is indeed rather capable." Ezra sighed. Someone incapable would not have been able to force a 2nd tier Razor Pearl Eagle to such a pitiful state.

However, no matter how capable the Bearman young leader and his squad were, the fruits of his labour were destined to be plucked by the werewolf today.

The prince tightened his grip around the invisible thread like chain and swung the well-founded short sharp sword rapidly. There was no hesitation whatsoever as he shot forward, heading straight for the gravely injured beast.

~KEEEERIRIRI~

The Razor Pearl Eagle immediately sensed the dangerous lightning force, it assumed that another Martial Animal is attacking and released a weak roar of anger. Its giant mouth opened as wind and sparkling spewed out, viciously blasting towards the prince.

However, the Razor Pearl Eagle was heavily injured and had exhausted almost all of its Spiritual Energy, hence, it did not even have a tenth of its original power.

Therefore, the attack was shattered with a single sweep from Ezra Zephyr's sword, Efsa.

Upon seeing that the situation did not bode well for it, the 2nd tier Martial Animal began to flee again.

"Where do you think you're going?"

The prince of Bloodfang Kingdom laughed as the Gleipnit in his hand jerked.

The almost invisible chain gave a faint yellow hue, becoming a light yellow whip with a blurry purple end, wrapped around the Razor Pearl Eagle's wings.

The poisonous hook Drepa emitted a purple aura as its small sharp and strong blades stuck on the diamond like wings of Razor Pearl Eagle.

After binding it, Ezra swung his other hand, the same chain but the end of it had a hazy aura of blue, the sharp Efsa attached with Gleipnit descended as it tore the air.