Earth's Greatest Magus

Things had now gone from bad to worse.

A few seconds ago, the Alpha King broke his crystal staff, which promptly let the torrent of blood rush towards him, before flowing into his body and turning him into a monstrous beast of enormous proportions.

“Primal Form! …The King transformed into a primal form!” Shouted the group on the balcony, watching how such a creature smashed upon the half-blood warrior in the arena.

The Primal Form was a pinnacle transformation that could only possibly be accomplished through a combination of a unique mythical bloodline and sheer accumulation of power. There were only a few of its existence known and recorded in the last hundred years of wolf half-blood history, but any appearance would always bring or involve utter chaos.

After all, when the form successfully took shape, none of the human parts were still in control.

ROOOAAARRR!!!

Once again, all those who were not influenced by the Alpha king could only watch as the blood-covered gigantic creature with its huge feet and claw arms trampled on and crushed all warriors around him. 

“WARWICK! You need to do something!” the female elder of the Corvin family, grand magus Fantasme yelled, showing her apprehension and that of the others on the balcony about the unfolding situation.

As the rampage of the beast the Alpha King shook the Silvermane Arena, causing even more chaos and destruction, Patriarch Crytex of the Ironcrest shouted at the top of his lungs. 

“We need to get out of here! The King is done for!”

Faced against the Alpha King’s Primal Form, even the dozen grand magus who boasted powerful might couldn’t help but tremble in fear. Many had never seen such a transformation before. And for it to come from their King, many were at a loss, they really weren’t sure what to do.

Was it an enormous fortune for the kingdom, or a great disaster instead?

The right hand of the Alpha King, the old wolf Warwick, hardened his fists as they clenched tightly. His loyalty was now being tested, whether it remained with Alpha King or towards the people.

After all, the scene happening before his eyes really wasn’t what he had in mind when he planned the event together with the King.

This was no longer a battle between warriors struggling against each other for territories of power. Instead, it was a scene of pure carnage involving innocent civilians. 

As the huge blood creature that was the Alpha King continued to rampage in the arena, the huge sphere of blood that floated in the air continued to siphon the blood of those who died. Even worse, it seemed like it had no intention of stopping as it still called out to the tens of thousands of people in the arena stands, telling them to jump into the arena towards their death.

At this sight, even if Warwick didn’t know what to do with his King, he understood things had gone too far, the indiscriminate massacre had to stop.

He turned his gaze to the corner of the balcony where Grand Master Reikun was, and with a slight nod, the apothecary grandmaster swiftly handed over a potion vial filled with a pitch-black liquid.

Everyone on the balcony could immediately recognize the potion as it was one of the most famous items of the Apex faction, the [Alpha Booster]. But precisely because of that, they were confused. They couldn’t imagine what such an item could do at a time like this.

Ignoring the glares being given him, Warwick quickly downed the potion in one gulp. Then, after gathering all the energy within, he shouted as loud as he could.

“Citizen of the Silvermane Kingdom, The King is unwell. Leave the arena immediately!”

His voice was heard throughout the arena and even echoed for miles. To everyone’s surprise, the people who were influenced by the Alpha King began to awaken from their reverie. 

As soon as they saw the sight of carnage in front of them, more chaos quickly ensued.

People started leaving the arena in droves, some scrambling to go first, pushing the bodies of those around them to be the first to exit, while those who could fly immediately soared into the sky.

Soon after, Warwick gave orders to one of the Silvermane officials on the balcony. A few seconds later, the six teleportation portals used for the Royal Hunt in the corners of the arena lit up, indicating they were open.

Even though their current destination was set to the sacred ground, the island was still a lot safer compared to the situation in the arena. As ordered, the guards moved into action, helping the injured enter the portal to escape the chaos.

“Old wolf! How… how were you able to do that?!” one of the patriarchs asked confused about how the Right Hand could overcome the Alpha King’s influence over the people.

Before Warwick could say anything, an ear-splitting shout rang through the sky.

“Warwick! Are you crazy!? You are to betray the King too?!”

Lifting his head, the old wolf saw General Talbot glaring at him with fury in his eyes. The man was fighting the three patriarchs when he saw what he was doing, which made him so angry he ignored the three he was fighting to plunge onto the balcony.

However, his momentum came to an abrupt halt when he saw Warwick take out a gold medallion, the insignia of the Alpha King.

“Talbots, the King has given this for a situation like this. Now follow my orders.”

He then turned towards the raging Alpha King saying, “We have to stop our king from killing his people.”

The general was clearly displeased by the look on his face. However, with the Alpha King being in such a state unable to give any orders, as a loyal member of the Silvermane Kingdom, he followed the royal authority.

Even though it was honestly not something he wanted to do, General Talbots obeyed the old wolf’s words. He shot at the monster that was the Alpha King to distract him from hurting more people.

After dealing with the general, Warwick turned his head towards the other grand magus and said, “if you still want to have a relationship with Silvermane in the future, you better help out.”

Those words managed to get some of the patriarchs to move. However, not only were they unable to stop the Primal beast, it surprisingly consumed the blood torrents in the sky and grew even bigger. It smashed into a corner of the arena and broke free, rampaging out into Silvermane City.