Hoarah Loux stretched his limbs, his bones cracking with a sound that set teeth on edge.
Back when Marika became a god, he had already slaughtered the Hornsent's Divine Beast Warriors once.
But now, the Hornsent seemed to have recovered.
Those Divine Beast Warriors wearing lion-dance costumes had appeared on the battlefield again.
Hoarah Loux grinned like a child. Finally, something worth sinking his teeth into!
"Now that's more like it."
He charged.
The first Divine Beast Warrior tried to unleash a frost stomp.
Hoarah Loux did not dodge. He simply rushed over, grabbed the dancing lion, and tore it apart with all his strength.
Flesh and blood flew everywhere.
Rejoice! You received the same treatment as Serosh.
Hoarah Loux seized another horned warrior and tore hard, ripping an arm clean off.
The horned warrior screamed and retreated, blood gushing like a fountain.
But Hoarah Loux gave it no chance to escape. He stepped forward, grabbed its other arm, and tore again.
Then came the legs: the left leg. The right leg.
With all four limbs torn off, the warrior lay sprawled on the ground like a lump of mangled meat, unable to move again.
Without so much as glancing at it, Hoarah Loux was already charging toward his next target.
Hoarah Loux raised his battle-axe.
Boom!
The axe blade slammed into the ground.
The earth began to shake. That was no metaphor; he had truly created an earthquake through human strength alone.
Around Hoarah Loux, the ground surged like waves, cracking and collapsing.
The fissure extended at a speed visible to the naked eye, catching up to the fleeing Divine Beast Warrior within seconds.
A vast chasm split open in the earth, and the Divine Beast Warrior fell into it screaming.
Hoarah Loux stood where he was and frowned.