The Atrocious Werewolf Prince



"What will I do now, I can't go back, there will be no one welcoming back a failure. I'm going to join this sect even if I have to die a year later. It's better to die fighting as a martial master than live as a coward quitter." He wailed and jumped back towards the platforms.

Seeing the sleeveless guy jump back towards the platform, many started to rethink their decision. But before they could move a voice hit their ears.

"Don't be a fool like him, life is valuable, you can easily join another 2nd-degree sect. Don't forget that Spirit Devouring Mountain is a 2nd-degree sect, not 1st-degree, treasure your life and rethink whatever you are thinking."

The one who said that was Natli, the cunning opportunist.

"But where will we go? You belong to a wealthy family but the majority of us are not. We were trained by our clans so that they can use us later on, our return will bring us a callous death." A boy said.

"Return? Who will pay the mountain of wealth to travel continents just to pick us and bring us back? Spirit Devouring Mountain or another sect, our life is stuck in this Naran Continent." A girl who was crying spoke next.

Everyone was hearing them, Peak Master turned a blind eye to them.

It was until then that the Atrocious Werewolf Prince spoke again. "What are you failures worried about?"

His question echoed, however, the fights for platforms didn't stop this time. Hearing Ezra was important as he told them many things but conquering a platform was more important.

"Around 80% of you are stuck here in this remote continent with no folks and kins, am I right?" Said Ezra.

The stepped-out disciples looked at each other and slowly nodded one by one, amongst them was Ash Bekham.

The werewolf prince grinned. "I'll give you a new home to live in and a powerful force to back you up, would you be smart enough to accept it?"

<5th Platform>

"Hahaha, that's our crown prince. Leaving not a single chance missed." Argus Woska giggled.

<2nd Platfrom>

On the 2nd platform Ravina blinked and looked at Ezra as she asked Xyr "What powerful force is he talking about, do you know anything?"

The next djinn of the cult shook his head gently. "How can I fathom what's inside master's mind? But my supposition tells me that this powerful force is master's homeland."

"Haha, that small kingdom at the edge of the continent!" She laughed.

Xyr's eyes turned serious. "Watch your mouth feeble lassie, any more blasphemous words and I'll kill you."

Ravina was bewildered. "Blasphemous?! Is he your god or what?"

"Yes, he is my god. God of Death."

<3rd Platform>

"I was unaware that you guys have a powerful backing." Said Paul as he vertically swung his glaive.

~CLANG~

Zulfi blocked the attack with his sword, sparkles jolted out to see the result of the clash.

"Our backing is the royal family and royal family only." Replied Zulfi Dimitry.

Paul pushed his glaive and jumped back to make some distance. His eyes widened as he hesitatingly asked. "Does that mean..."

"Yes, his majesty is inviting them to our kingdom." Zulfi replied with a proud smile gracing his face.

"How daring! Recruiting in the premises of sect, your prince has balls of steel." Praised Paul Channa.

Zulfi squinted his face and made a foul face. "I've never seen his majesty's balls, I can not answer your question."

"That... was an idiom."

"Whatever, your glaive is dwindling. Focus on the fight."

<6th Platform>

The Bloodfang Kingdom's smartest martial master smiled at Ezra's attempt. However, a sheer sense of trouble lingered in his heart as he saw the spiritual tree above in the sky.

"Your majesty, you have played a very good card. But... will Spirit Devouring Sect forgive you after that?"

Ezra looked at the gathered disciples, giving a view of an army.

"Answer me, failures. Will you accept my generous offer?" Asked Ezra.

The masses looked at each other, waiting for one another to take the first deadly step. Amidst the wait, a voice came out.

"Where is that place? I will go there if you provide me with safety. I can work to earn money." It was the desperate crying girl who retorted Natli earlier.

"Safety? You gaga-head hobos, what I'm offering is not mere safety but a place where you can train and continue your martial prowess. It slightly pales compared to Spirit Devouring Mountain."

Uproar raised within the ranks of stood-out disciples.

"Where is that place?"

"What's its name?"

Amongst the countless questions, one question dominated all as it resounded, burying all other voices under its echo.

"Where is the proof that this is not a scam?" The voice belonged to Toria, the minion of Drake Tubble who left the 10th platform.I think you should take a look at

Ezra looked at him and recognised. He smiled and replied. "I'm the product of it, I trained there and you can see the results. Not only me but almost every Naran Disciple here trained there."

The whispers arose as they all witnessed the might of Naran's disciples.

"Brother Ezra, where is that place?" Ash Bekham asked after staying quiet for long.

"It's my homeland, Bloodfang Kingdom." Ezra said every word slowly, as if he wanted the masses to carve it in their mind.

<Spiritual Tree>

The Peak Masters looked at the 1st platform where two figures were present, one chained and pinned in mid-air. While others standing on the edge, peeking at the endless platforms below.

"I can't believe my eyes and ears." Said Franco of Divine Demon Peak.

"This guy is showing us our true face, a Core Formation having the guts to steal our disciples." Master Bisma commented.

"What a disrespecting time to be alive" Master Uxama gave his thoughts.

Every master spoke their will until Master Tarar of Blood Slaughterer Peak who stayed silent till that time spoke again.

"There is something very special in that boy, Supreme Leader has his eyes on him. No matter how much you lower your voice frequency, Supreme Leader's ear is hearing everything.

Be quiet, no one is more powerful and possessive than Supreme Leader within this sect."

Everyone felt a chilling sensation in their spine, they calmed themselves and focused their attention on the fight.

"Hahaha! See, he's a fraud." Said Toria

"I'm not, just go towards the Guardians of Continent, meet Bipasha Uqually and tell her to take you to the Bloodfang Kingdom.

Once there, tell the King of Bloodfang Kingdom that Crown Prince Ezra Zephyr has sent you. You will never regret your decision." The prince boldly replied.

The voices once again changed into whispers, the decision was not that simple. It can decide the future of them, they have learnt a little bit about this continent and how it works.

Naran is divided into 3 parts. Sovereign side, Guardians side and Sects side.

With the Sovereign part being the weakest, if they were to join that side then they won't be able to ever step on the Sects side.

They had every right to think long about it.

"Can you take an oath?" Said someone.

Ezra Zephyr was caught off-guard, he squinted his eyes and smirked. But this time, his smirk was not real.

"Fenrir, what do you say?" He asked his most trusted companion, the wolf of Norse.

"Take it, boy, the mother tree planted in your kingdom has evolved your land. The current Bloodfang is far more beneficial for martial prowess than this lowly sect." Fenrir replied.

Ezra inwardly nodded his head and looked towards that certain guy.

"Yes, I am willing to take the oath."

"Huh! He is taking an oa..." suddenly the boy's voice stopped.

Ezra flinched, and at a millisecond later he saw that everyone has been frozen.

He jerked his head to see the platforms and found that even spiritual energy attacks were halted.

"Boy." Fenrir's voice came.

"What the fuck is happening, Fenrir?" He asked as he called out Efsa and Drepa.

"Someone has stopped the time." Said Fenrir.

"Stopped the time!?" He quickly pivoted his face to see the Peak Master, but he found them frozen as well.

"Who could even free..." Ezra stopped as a thought came to his mind.

"Yes, boy." Fenrir confirmed.

It was at this time when Ezra felt a terrifying amount of spiritual energy, his body started to tremble. "What is this?!"

"BOY!" Fenrir yelled. Bolts of lightning cackled and shivering stopped harassing Ezra's body.

The paralyzing spiritual energy withered, and Ezra could finally move. He sensed a presence, he angled his head to discern the presence. The direction took his sight towards the gigantic and enormous Demon Mountain.

The upper half of the mountain was well hidden in the clouds. Ezra's gaze kept staring there when something descended from within the clouds.

Ezra's body restarted trembling, he gritted his teeth and looked at that thing slowly flying towards him.

What he saw was an addled shadow, its face was clandestine and its body was blurry like the very definition of shadow.

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