Chapter 1364 - 538: Biting the Second Hand_3

Chapter 1364: Chapter 538: Biting the Second Hand_3

This tremor continues to intensify.

At first, it was just a slight discomfort, but now it has turned into noticeable pain.

If this trend continues, it won’t be long before his body begins to collapse from within.

"Damn! Damn! Damn!"

Fenrir realized the seriousness of the situation and immediately tried to use the Power of Time to eliminate the anomaly.

However, the interference of Chaotic Power still existed, making his Energy Control extremely difficult.

Moreover, even if he barely succeeded once or twice, the Erosion Chapter would immediately reassert its influence.

It’s like trying to block a ruptured dam with your palm—even if effective temporarily, it absolutely cannot last.

"No... no... I should escape, but no, there’s no time rift here to hide in..."

Fenrir staggered and retreated, his voice carrying a hint of weakness.

In the last battle, at this stage, Leila would have already been on the brink of death, judged by arena rules as completely defeated.

Fenrir’s type is completely different from Leila, more like a tank warrior in a game.

Although he had been weakened by multiple attacks, he clearly still had the strength to counterattack.

As a Time Hound, the opponent certainly still has some "burst origin" type ultimate trick unused.

"Forget it, after all, it’s come to this point..."

Ron shook his head: "If I still let a fully controlled opponent turn the tables, I think I might as well commit suicide."

He activated the [Pheromone Mark].

"It’s time to end this farce."

The pheromone mark responded and exploded!

Countless tiny Time Fragments burst from the mark, beginning to tear at the hound’s timeline with madness.

Already affected by Leila’s dream erosion, Fenrir was now completely controlled by the Time Chaos effect.

His consciousness began to jump wildly between the past, present, and future.

One moment thinking he was still a cub, playing carefree in the river of time;

Another moment believing he was already dead, wandering in some void space...

This cognitive chaos left Fenrir completely unable to resist.

He was like an old man lost in a maze, unaware of where he was or what was happening around him.

Looking at the completely chaotic Fenrir, Ron took a deep breath, fully mobilizing all his internal strength.

The Chaos Sheep Head bloodline, the Thunderfire Tyrant bloodline, two entirely different yet harmoniously unified powers converged in him into a raging torrent.

[Radiation Field]!

This time, he pushed the "Devour" trait of the field to unprecedented extremes.

The purple-black Energy Field spread out from Ron like a greedy vortex.

Every unstable Energy Fluctuation in the arena was desperately absorbed where the field passed.

Ron felt the rapid increase of power within him, showing a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

Now, his Magic Power was replenished to the Critical Point, enough to support his astonishing killer move.

"Gigaton·Trio..."

Ron was about to release the finishing move, but then shook his head:

"Forget it, the full version requires some charge time. In this situation, the simplified version is enough."

He raised his right hand, beginning to gather strength.

The Thunderfire Power and Chaotic Power gathered at his fingertips, forming a continuously compressing Energy Ball.

This time’s fusion speed benefited from the previous period’s training in Control Power, surpassing past release speed and stability.

The golden lightning was as delicate as a thread, the purple-black chaos as viscous as ink.

The spiral-shaped destruction beam took shape in his palm.

Although only a simplified version, its power was slightly reduced compared to the complete form, but not needing charging was the greatest advantage.

"Goodbye, Fenrir."

The beam pierced the space like a meteor, the golden and purple-black rays entwining and instantly penetrating the target.

The spiral-shaped energy exploded within, the penetration of lightning and annihilation of chaos collaborating.

"Ahhhh---!!!"

The arena’s rules made the final verdict at this moment: defeat.

Strange transformations began to happen.

Unlike Leila turning into a memory shadow after death, Fenrir’s massive body started to collapse from the inside out like a wax figure melting under high heat.

Flesh, bones, metal implants... all structures decomposed violently.

Decomposing into countless frenzied, black arc-lit Time Fragments.

All fragments, under a strong centripetal force, began to clump towards the center.

They stacked, compressed, and fused layer by layer until finally condensing into a crystal, the size of a fist, resembling an uncut ruby-like heart.

This is the [Fury Heart].

Compared to Leila’s [Illusion Light Core], the [Fury Heart] is much more dangerous.

Inside the deep-red crystal, countless Time Fragments scrambled wildly.

This is truly a "bomb."

The fury aura it emitted was so intense it even caused the surrounding metal debris to spontaneously corrode and decompose.

Nari instinctively sensed the threat.

She shielded Ron with multiple hands in front:

"Baby, don’t get close! The energy of this thing is too chaotic, I feel like it could explode at any moment!"

Aselia wore the same grave expression, her small face tight:

"She’s right, this core is purely a collection of destructive desire and chaotic time, forcibly absorbing it is like swallowing lava."

"With your current endurance, rash contact with this sort of thing will only have you torn to pieces."

Faced with his family’s earnest concern, Ron appeared extraordinarily calm.