Hero Hack: Reversing Heroes and Raising Harem-Chapter 144: Zain Named His Own Boss Fight…

Zain took a step forward, ready to finish the fight.

The three remaining Mistfangs growled and circled him, limping slightly but still baring their fangs.

Zain’s wings flared. "Alright, your turn."

He crouched, about to charge—

Then suddenly, the mist shifted unnaturally.

A sharp breeze cut through the fog.

Zain stopped.

From the side, a strange sound echoed—like claws scraping stone, but faster.

Then a dark blur leapt overhead and landed with a deep thud between him and the Mistfangs.

The ground shook.

Zain raised his head slowly.

His eyes narrowed.

It was another wolf—but much bigger.

It stood taller than any of the others, its body covered in thicker smoke-like fur.

Its fangs were longer, sharper.

Its eyes were pale blue, glowing brighter than the rest.

Its tail didn’t end in fur—it ended in a shadowy blade that pulsed.

The other Mistfangs backed away without a sound.

Zain stared.

"...That’s not a Mistfang."

He took a step back, wings slowly tightening.

"Too big. Too calm."

The creature lowered its head, staring directly at him.

Zain’s smile returned slowly.

"So, you’re the real one hiding behind these four."

The beast didn’t growl. Didn’t move.

Just stood tall, breathing softly, mist rolling off its body like smoke from a dying fire.

Zain cracked his neck.

"Alright."

He raised a finger and pointed.

"You’re not like the others."

He grinned.

"I’ll call you... Nyrofang."

The beast’s eye twitched at the name.

Zain chuckled. "Let’s see if you’re worth the name."

He rushed forward, claws ready, red and gold energy trailing behind him.

Nyrofang didn’t move.

Then, just as Zain got close—

It activated Shadow Mist Field.

A thick, black mist exploded from Nyrofang’s body, covering the area in seconds.

The ground vanished from sight.

Zain stopped mid-sprint, eyes narrowing.

"Tch. Can’t see anything..."

He listened.

Nothing.

No growl. No footsteps.

Then—

It suddenly used Ghost Step to appear to Zain’s left, claws raised.

Zain turned just in time, blocking with both forearms.

The impact was strong. Zain slid back across the ground.

He grinned. "Not bad."

He countered with a tail strike, but Nyrofang vanished into the mist again.

Zain stood still, breathing steady.

"So... this is how you fight."

Zain smirked as he used his mid tier ability, Keen Senses.

Zain focused—eyes glowing sharper.

He picked up the faint sound of claws behind him.

He turned and slashed.

Nyrofang blocked, fangs snapping.

They clashed hard—Zain’s claw met Nyrofang’s, sparks flying.

Both were forced back.

They stared at each other.

Same strength. Same speed.

Zain smirked. "Finally. A real fight."

Nyrofang’s eyes glowed brighter, using Howl of Dread.

A low howl echoed through the mist—cold and heavy.

Zain flinched. His body froze for half a second.

Nyrofang dashed in.

Claws slashed across Zain’s side—cutting deep.

Zain grunted and jumped back.

Blood dripped from his ribs.

"Alright," he growled. "You’re fast... but I’m not done yet."

Zain burst forward with all six wings, crashing into Nyrofang with a flurry of strikes.

Tail. Fists. Elbows.

Nyrofang blocked most, but Zain’s horned dive came down hard.

He slammed them both into the ground.

A crater formed under them.

They rolled apart.

Zain stood, panting slightly.

"You’re still standing?"

Nyrofang let out a low growl, mist swirling around it again.

It activated Phantom Pounce and vanished.

Zain’s eyes shot open. "Where—"

Nyrofang reappeared behind him, slashing his back.

Zain spun, swinging his tail wide—this time landing a clean hit.

The beast crashed into a wall.

But it didn’t stay down.

It activated Lurking Regrowth.

Mist wrapped around Nyrofang’s wounds, slowly sealing them.

Zain gritted his teeth. "You heal too?"

He clenched his fists, energy crackling around him.

"Good. Makes this last longer."

Zain rushed again—faster this time.

They clashed in the middle of the mist—strike after strike, claws and fangs flying.

Nyrofang bit into Zain’s arm.

Zain then slammed his knee into the beast’s jaw.

They broke apart again.

Zain’s breath was heavier now.

"You’re strong. I’ll give you that."

Nyrofang paced slowly, not letting the mist drop.

Zain raised his hand.

A red-black-gold wave pulsed out, pushing back the mist briefly.

Zain used the opening to dart in, landing a punch to Nyrofang’s neck.

The beast yelped but bit back immediately.

Zain staggered, then kicked it away.

They stood again—equal distance, both wounded, both breathing hard.

Zain smirked.

"You’re worth the name."

Nyrofang lowered its body, preparing to charge again.

Zain rolled his shoulders.

"Then come on," he said, his voice low. "Let’s finish it."

He quickly activated Demon Shift that overlapped with Angelic Demon Shift.

His wings flared wider, the silver and gold tones darkening.

Red energy burned hotter across his body.

His horns twisted higher. His tail thickened, pulsing with black fire.

His claws glowed, ready to tear.

Power surged through him.

Zain smiled, eyes glowing with fury.

"This time... I’ll crush you."

Nyrofang didn’t hesitate either.

It let out a deep growl, the mist around it turning darker, heavier.

The entire battlefield soon vanished into thick darkness.

Even Zain’s enhanced eyes struggled to see.

"Tch... playing that game again?" Zain muttered.

He focused. Ears twitching.

A sound—behind him.

Zain spun, slashed—but it was only wind.

Nyrofang reappeared above him, fangs wide.

Zain blocked with his forearms but was pushed back by the force.

Nyrofang landed and pounced again.

Zain met it mid-air. Their claws clashed, creating shockwaves.

Nyrofang then used Howl of Dread.

The psychic howl slammed into Zain’s head.

His wings trembled. His arms slowed.

Nyrofang took the chance—rushed in with fangs glowing.

It bit into Zain’s shoulder, tearing through.

Zain roared in pain—but laughed.

"You really want this win, huh?"

Zain pulled Nyrofang upward and slammed down with his burning horns—straight into its back.

CRACK.

The beast hit the ground hard.

Zain stood over it, panting.

But Nyrofang growled again.

It vanished—reappeared behind Zain—vanished again—and slammed into his chest from the front.

Zain hit the wall, coughing blood.

But he grinned through it.

"Not bad... but now it’s my turn."

He raised his glowing hand.

His tail exploded in black flame and shot forward—piercing Nyrofang’s side clean through.

The beast howled in real pain this time.

It staggered.

Zain walked forward, wings dragging behind him.

"Still want to fight?"

Nyrofang lowered its stance, breathing hard.

Then—finally—it stopped moving.

It bowed its head slightly.

Zain raised an eyebrow.

"...Submitting?"

The mist around them faded slowly.

Zain smiled.

"Smart choice."

He stood tall, blood dripping from his arms.

"Looks like I win."