My Werewolf System

Chapter 1163  Last Words

The constant sound of two objects clashing against each other was constantly heard, and it was shaking the nearby shops and the glass in other areas. The sound of that clashing was between Roman and Ron, who were going head to head.

The Werewolf was fast, swinging its arms, and Roman was knocking them away, trying to then pierce right into Ron’s chest. The Werewolf moved to the side and then leaped across the room, trying to use its weight and size to its advantage.

Roman would quickly roll across the floor as the attack would scratch up the floor and continue on until it crashed into the counter. The power of the attack from Ron had left his fingertips and continued until it had burst the popcorn station, causing a mess everywhere.

‘It seems that the Ironfang has stayed true to his word and is only letting the two of us fight. The others are just standing around watching, but I did see a lot of them follow the young ones into the screen… I will just have to trust that they will end up being okay in the end.’

Roman thought as he ran and charged forward. ‘I need to finish this fight as fast as I can and do what I can to win this thing!’

His trident started to spin, and just like before, it looked as if he was going to thrust it forward towards Ron; instead, though, Roman had thrust it forward a little earlier than he usually would have.

The spear had left his fingertips and flew right into Ron. Seeing this, Ron opened up his arms; he didn’t try to catch the spear, knowing full well what it had done to his hands the last time.

Then the spear clashed, hitting his chest piece. It continued to scratch up the outside more and more, and the head of the trident started to slow down; at that point, Ron grabbed onto the spear itself, but he noticed that Roman was already upon him, holding onto the trident and shoving it forward.

Ron used his hand as he pushed the trident off to the side, causing a deep scratch against his plated armor, and pushed it to the ground. Then, with his other hand, he quickly whacked Roman right in the face and body with the back of his hand.

Roman felt like his whole body had been hit by a giant iron cast ball as he flew into the air, but still had his trident in his hand. He soon fell to the floor, tasting iron in his mouth.

“My hide is one of the strongest there is out there,” Ron said. “I am one of the vanguards within the Lupus Pack, not that would mean anything to you, but if someone like me is wearing armor like this, do you think your weapon could break it.”

Honestly, Roman was expecting his weapon to do something. It was a beast weapon and a powerful one at that. Given to only the top Altered Hunters, and the result was mere scratches on the outside.

Honestly, Roman was expecting his weapon to do something. It was a beast weapon and a powerful one at that. Given to only the top Altered Hunters, and the result was mere scratches on the outside.

‘That armor has to be on the same level, if not even stronger than this trident. Do all of the top members of the Lupus group have something like that? If they do, with their large forms and strength with equipment like this… we are at a great disadvantage.’

Altered rarely knew about beast-made equipment in the first place. It was something that they didn’t even rely on since their bodies felt as if they were more evolved, bigger, and stronger compared to others.

It was a grace that the Altered Hunters accepted. Since they could rely on the equipment to bridge the gap, but now what would happen, how could anything be done.

“Let’s see, if I know there’s no way for you to harm me… then this will be quite the easy fight, yes!” Ron punched his armor a few times right on the plated chest, and it lit up, shining bright.

The light shined across the rest of Ron’s body until the armor plating that was mostly reflecting a metallic silver and grey covered his entire body. Even a large helmet covered the top of his head.

It was a knight in a full suit of armor from head to toe, only it wasn’t a knight, it was a freakishly large werewolf, and the armor on its body almost made it look as if it was a werewolf made from robotics.

“I am Ron the Iron Wall from the Ironfang, part of the Lupus Pack, and part of the ones that will change the history for all of us!”

Even with the heavy armor, Ron was still fast as he sprinted across the room. His appearance looked wide, and there was almost nowhere for Roman to go.

“It looks like I’m in a situation where I have no choice!” Roman shouted, as he poured all of his strength, and he thrust the trident forward, clashing right into the armor. His trident had snapped, and the claws were seen coming right toward the rest of him.

— In the corridor that led to several different screen room cinemas, at screen four, a foot was seen being lifted over the slashed door. In one hand a red blade, in the other a jet black sword.

While behind him was an alley holding two axes.

“We managed to get out of that one… and I think we got rid of a large number of them. We need to see if Roman is okay,” Innu said.

Blake agreed, and they quickly ran back down the corridor, heading to the main reception area. They took a turn as soon as they could see the ticket podium and froze instantly as they looked at the sight in front of them.

Roman’s body was being lifted into the air, with two clawed hands right through his chest. Blood dripping down from his mouth, and holding it up, was a strange wolf man covered in metallic armor.

Slowly, Roman turned his head, looking to the other two, and he saw the sword being held in Blake’s hand.

“Be… careful..” Roman said. “With that sword...”

They were the last words from Roman, with a smile on his face, before Ron pulled out both of his claws from the body and allowed Roman to fall onto the ground.

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