Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 34: Ragnarök

Fenrir’s size expanded several times in just a few breaths. The pungent purple blood soaked the jaw of the giant wolf. The sharp white teeth were like an extremely efficient slaughter machine. With just a little scrape, a large piece of bloody flesh was chewed and swallowed in an instant, and then quickly converted into pure and terrifying energy. The vertical pupils were scarlet, shining with the cold light that belonged to apex predators. He seemed to be some kind of monster from deepest nightmares, huge and terrifying.

The struggle of the demon was weak and fruitless under his claws.

All attacks were neutralized, and he could only watch himself being torn apart and devoured.

First, a whole leg and half of his hand, then the bone wings on his back, and then the soft abdomen was cut open, purple blood gushed out, moistening fur on the the wolf’s giant jaw, only to be licked clean by the scarlet tongue.

The young human in his arms caught his head with his arms covered with scarlet evil patterns, and then twisted sharply.

“Crack”.

A clear sound of a bone breaking sounded, and the mutilated demon body fell softly as the light of life slowly faded from his eyes.

There was a moment of silence on the wasteland.

Ge Xiu fell in his pool of blood, the only remaining strength drained from his limbs, and the lethal and terrifying pain came back again. All the sounds and colours seemed to flow away from his mind, his fingers trembled and curled up, and the scarlet totem protruded under his skin, beating with the rhythm of his heart.

He felt his left hand being arched gently by a wet object, and warm breath spread on the back of his hand.

In the next second, the hot, rough tongue licked the back of his hand, all his palm, and rolled across the gap between his fingers, bringing a slight pain like from being rubbed by sandpaper.

Ge Xiu raised his eyelids with difficulty. In the blurry and swaying vision, the huge black wolf completely covered the moonlight, and the bloody halo outlined its figure, reflecting in a faint shimmer on the fangs, the thick smell of blood rushed to his face, and the two scarlet vertical pupils almost merged with the bloody moonlight, there was a kind of almost savage primitive attraction.

The barbed bright red tongue licked his wrist and went upwards, along the slim wrist bone and slender forearm.

As the tip of the tongue scratched, the pale skin was tinted with a faint pink colour, and the semi-dry blood was licked completely clean.

His eyes were always tightly locked on Ge Xiu’s face, and there was astonishing violence and possessiveness shining in its eyes, as if he was about to swallow his flesh and blood, chew his bones, and swallow him alive into his stomach. The sharp fangs that could tear everything were hanging half an inch from the skin, and he could tear off his entire arm directly if he moved forward a little bit.

In the intense and never-ending pain, Ge Xiu raised his hand little by little, and his fingertips touched the sharp ears of the huge and deadly beast.

The fluffy ear tips quivered sensitively, and habitually leaned back towards the back of his head.

Ge Xiu burst into a trembling laugh.

Then, his vision darkened and his consciousness plunged into darkness – he fainted from severe pain.

Inside the mage tower.

Melville almost fell forward, and a mouthful of blood spewed from his mouth, tricking down his chin onto the complex array below his body.

Before he could wipe it, he stumbled up and yelled at the other mages behind him:

“How is it? Has the restraining circle failed?”

The mages were also pale, with beads of sweat on their foreheads, looking exhausted.

The leading demon clenched his teeth and replied in a hoarse cracking voice: “My lord, give us one last chance– !”

The scarlet moonlight slowly flowed from the outside of the mage tower into the window, sliding down the dark window, and the huge blood-red moon was about to climb up to the highest point in the sky. The opportunity that demons waited a thousand years for was about to come!

Melville stared at the funnel with only the last bits of dust left, counting down the seconds in his heart.

At this time, the mage’s relieved voice came from behind:

“My lord! It’s over!”

At the moment the voice fell, the huge magic circle outside the window suddenly extinguished, leaving only the light of the blood moon shining on the top of Calvary.

On the chaotic wasteland, among countless motionless and dreary puppets, a small team composed of higher demons and demon subordinates flapped their wings and leaped into the air, turning the sky black, and countless scarlet eyes lit up in the dark sky. The bone wings flapped and whisked up a huge air current, which hit the ground.

Fenrir’s body size has skyrocketed to the height of one person. His dark fur was wet with blood, and it had an asphalt-like texture in the moonlight. It leaned down, standing in between demons and the human being that has fallen into a coma with determination. A puffs of white mist gushed out from between the sharp fangs, and the scarlet vertical pupils were full of incredible fighting spirit.

The demons pounced at him like meteors falling from the sky, and the sound of weapons cutting through the air was like a shrill howl.

The giant wolf’s vigorous body has tensed up into a flexible bowstring, waiting only for the moment the arrow was let free and to burst with power.

The last dust fell from the narrow and slender neck.

The blood moon climbed up to the center of the sky.

The dark side of the entire continent was shrouded in a bloody halo that was both sacred and bewitching, every abyss and every ravine was illuminated. All the dark creatures were influenced and agitated at this moment, looking up and worshipping the huge terrifying moon with pious and crazy gaze.

The totem suddenly broke free from the shackles of the skin.

The scarlet patterns originally entangling around the limbs spread into in the air. The complex and ancient patterns seemed to be moved by invisible hands. They unfolded under the blood-red moonlight. In the center of the totem was a huge eye with round pupils. This bewitching and long-lasting sense of shock made all creatures who looked into it instinctively freeze in fear. It was awe and tremor from the depths of the soul, and no existence could compete with it.

All the demons froze in place.

In this fleeting moment of stagnation, Elinor bit through throat of the demon closest to him. Just as he was about to pounce on the second prey, he felt that the tip of his tail was lightly tugged by something, the action was weak, but he couldn’t ignore it.

Elinor turned his head back abruptly.

He didn’t know when Ge Xiu woke up, his eyes were open, and blood-coloured totem was reflected in the depths of his pitch-black pupils, and the corners of his bloody lips were slightly curved as if he couldn’t help but laugh. There was an indescribable calm expression on his pale face. He opened his arms, his throat seemed to have completely lost the ability to speak, he pointed to the totem, his lips opened and closed, as he made a silent mouth shape:

“Go.”

Elinor’s pupils suddenly dilated, something that he has forgotten about before finally became clear.

About demons.

Regarding the dark side of the mainland.

——And why they tried to find Ge Xiu so eagerly.

As swift as sparks in the fire*, the giant wolf quickly turned around and threw the human lying on the rock on its back, spreading his huge wings on his back, flapping them vigorously, and rushing towards the open eye in the center of the totem. It took only one breath before his figure was swallowed by the totem shining with blood-red lustre, and the demons behind him awakened as if from a dream, and hurriedly pursued them with all their strength.

But it was too late.

The huge totem suspended in the air suddenly converged, disappearing like a flame in an instant.

Melville, who had just arrived from the Mage Tower, saw this and his pupils shrunk, his eyes turned red from anger and he let out a hoarse raging voice: “No!!!”

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A full moon hung high, cold moonlight was like a delicate mist over the sparkling silk-like water of the lake.

“Splash–!”

A loud noise broke through gentle and tranquil moonlit night, thousand tons of boulders seemed to fall into the lake, a huge water wave suddenly splashed, soaking the rocks and grass by the lake like a heavy rain.

However, after a short moment, a giant wolf with wings on its back broke through the surface of the lake, rushed out of the water, and stumbled towards the shore.

It leaned down and let the human teenager lying on its back slid gently to the grass from its back.

Ge Xiu’s eyes were closed tightly, his complexion pale, his lips were bloodless, his jet-black eyelashes were dripping with water down his face, and his thin chest and collarbone were faintly undulating. On the pale skin below the neck, the scarlet bright lines slowly faded and disappeared, as if hiding deeply in his body again.

Elinor lowered his head and sniffed him, then stretched out his tongue to lick off the drops of water from his body, licking his cheeks, neck, and collarbone very possessively. Immediately afterwards, he showed his fangs, and his sharp white teeth cut through the soft and fragile skin, slowly sinking onto the side of the boy’s neck.

Red blood poured out, and then was swept away greedily by the scarlet tongue.

A dark golden rune slowly appeared on the smooth and pale skin, some golden flowed in the red veins, which looked very strange in the night.

There was an exclamation in the dark forest not far away:

“The god of light above!”

The light spell ignited in a white halo in the night and landed on the grass beside Ge Xiu.

“Let go of him! You beast! Get out!”

Elanor raised his head, as the tip of his tongue licked the scarlet human blood on his jaw. In the crimson vertical pupils, a man and a woman walking out of the darkness reflected. They had the robe of the Magic Academy of Light, confronting him without any threat. The leading man held the staff tightly in his hands, pointed at Eleanor with the faintly shining tip, silently chanting offensive spells.

That level of spells hardly deserved to tickle Fenrir’s fur.

Elinor looked deeply at Ge Xiu who was unconscious at the side.

On the boy’s collarbone, the golden-red spell slowly faded and disappeared, and the cut wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the end, only a little undried blood remained on his neck.

Immediately afterwards, he slowly backed up a few steps, turned and jumped into the darkness, his vigorous figure leaped a few times, and disappeared into the deep darkness of the night in just a few seconds, leaving only the youth sleeping quietly, who has not awakened yet, by the side of the flowing lake.

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*this was a bit confusing, either something about pokemons, or, an idiom meaning disappear swiftly like lightning/sparks in the fire. Obviously, the disappear quickly makes more sense

Little Theater:

Ge Xiu: Pokemon, I chose you!

Elinor: EVOLUTION! [your little wolf evolved into a big bad wolf]

Bamboo has something to say:

Devour your enemies and lick your crush ✓

Confess X

i’m so sleepy recently, I wake up before sunrise and go to sleep after sunshine…yawn…

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