Chapter 482 - 379: I Sensed It, That Guy Is the Weakest
Only the Werewolf statue, a symbol of the Werewolf Clan’s glory and heritage,
remained standing stubbornly in the ruins like a lonely guardian,
a witness to this sudden disaster.
"That lunatic! He’s completely irrational!"
Upon seeing this, Florian’s brow furrowed so tightly it looked like a knot. He cursed under his breath.
This castle was the headquarters of the Werewolf Clan.
To every member of the Werewolf Clan,
this place was like their Mecca—sacred and inviolable.
He had planned to move the battlefield elsewhere to spare the clan headquarters from the ravages of war,
but he never imagined their own Uzi would be so reckless.
Before the enemy had even made a move, Uzi had struck first, destroying this hallowed ground in an instant.
"From now on, you’d be wise to keep your distance from him.
He’s a ticking time bomb,
an extremely dangerous and unstable element."
The Doctor, however, seemed to have anticipated this, showing little surprise.
He just shook his head, sighed softly, and said with a grim expression, "The Uzi we see now
is no different from a cold machine that knows only slaughter and destruction.
I fear his mind has been completely eroded by that strange, wicked power, with little of his former self remaining."
Florian said nothing, merely nodding slightly in silent agreement with the Doctor.
Uzi’s attack was lightning-fast, like a phantom in the night.
In the blink of an eye, he materialized like a phantom before Xia Chengli.
He moved with a ferocious power, one strong enough to shatter mountains,
raising a fist the size of a boulder. It whistled through the air, carrying immense force,
and swung viciously at Xia Chengli.
The punch was a concentration of all his rage and killing intent,
aimed to kill the girl before him in a single blow.
But Xia Chengli moved like an ethereal fairy, her body as light as a feather. With a graceful twist,
she vanished like a wisp of smoke, gone without a trace.
Uzi’s punch—charged and certain—smashed into empty air.
The force of the blow recoiled, sending a jarring numbness up his arm, like a thousand needles pricking his flesh.
Before Uzi could even process this sudden turn of events,
a roar like cracking thunder erupted from behind him.
The sound was deafening, as if the very heavens were tearing apart, echoing through the sky.
A dazzling, almost tangible bolt of immense Thunderbolt Power
poured down like a torrential river from the heavens, surging directly into Uzi’s body.
Uzi felt an overwhelming, irresistible force wash over him,
sending him flying backward uncontrollably, like a kite with a snapped string or a sandbag struck by a sledgehammer.
He shot backward uncontrollably.
He tumbled across the ground like a rolling boulder, sliding a full hundred meters
before finally skidding to a halt.
By now, his entire back was scorched by the Thunderbolt Power.
It was pitch-black and gave off the acrid stench of burnt flesh.
At the same time, residual arcs of chaotic lightning power coursed through his body like venomous snakes,
wreaking havoc within.
The pain was unbearable, but he forced himself to endure it, slowly climbing back to his feet.
The savage grin remained on his face as he snarled, "Well, little beauty. I underestimated you!"
With that, Uzi violently ripped his clothes to shreds,
revealing an upper body as massive as a small hill.
It was only then that everyone realized with a shock
that Uzi’s body was split down the middle into two completely different colors.
One half was the ghastly gray of a corpse, exuding a cold, sinister aura that seemed to emanate from Hell itself.
The other half gleamed with a distinct metallic luster,
glittering under the moonlight,
The sight was utterly bizarre, as if two different worlds had been stitched together.