Supreme BeastTamer: I Can Copy and Upgrade Skills 10x!-Chapter 579: The Scourge Champion Appears! [1]

The Scourge Dragons felt an oppressive aura envelop the entire battlefield and subconsciously flinched back—something that shocked the others. The corrupted dragons were known to be reckless and mindless creatures, attacking anything in sight without hesitation.

"His aura..." Drake narrowed his eyes. "It's different... so much bloodlust."

At that moment, he suddenly kicked off the ground with great force, flinging his body out of the way and narrowly avoiding a blast of corrupted flames. After stabilizing himself, he lunged straight at the beast. His ice-coated fists shot out in quick succession before he eventually took the monster down.

Suddenly, he heard a painful shriek from the front. Turning around, Drake's eyes widened at the sight before him.

Everyone glanced in the same direction, stunned expressions on their faces as they witnessed the cruel scene unfolding before them.

"What's wrong with him?" someone gasped.

"Such savagery... I know we dragons fight like barbarians, but this is on another level."

"It's as if he has a personal vendetta against the Scourge Drakes. Could it be because they killed his parents?"

Nox had driven his greatsword into the eye of a Scourge beast, and instead of pulling it out like everyone expected, he twisted the blade inside the socket. The beast shrieked in agony, black blood gushing from its eye.

The scene was deeply traumatizing, and something snapped in the hearts of every Scourge beast present.

Monster! Monster!

That was the only thought ringing in their heads.

Shing!

At that moment, Nox retrieved his blade with a sharp metallic sound. The next second, the sword flashed.

Swoosh!

The poor Scourge dragon's head flew into the air, spinning a few times before thudding to the ground.

There was silence for some time. Neither the Scourge beasts nor the dragons moved. All attention was fixed on Nox. They couldn't help but wonder what had made him so furious—just hours ago, he had been enthusiastic about the mission.

Zara clenched her fists as she stared at his broad back.

Nox didn't realize it, but over the past few months, thanks to constant battles and relentless use of Shadow Oblivion, his once slim, lithe physique had begun to resemble that of a battle god.

Those shoulders, which usually gave her a sense of safety, now felt... different.

"Everyone," Nox growled in a deep, beastly voice, "slaughter every single one of them!"

His words were like a war horn, instantly boosting the morale of those present. With eyes burning with determination, they lunged at the Scourge beasts.

Lumi summoned her construct, which she had named Big Sister. Additionally, she conjured a pair of ethereal light wings that lifted her slowly into the air to fight alongside Raziel, the Lightning Prince, while commanding Big Sister to slaughter the beasts below.

Nox didn't bother looking back to see if his teammates had obeyed. He moved straight toward the nearest monster. He didn't hesitate once he closed the distance.

His sword flashed wickedly—and the monster's head dropped. From beast to beast, he moved without pause. All around him, Scourge dragons fell like flies.

His arm trembled—not from exhaustion, but from sheer fury—as he slashed furiously.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

If one slash didn't do the job, then three did. The most shocking part? Nox was relying purely on physical strength to wreak havoc through enemy ranks. His armor, which constantly replenished his stamina and boosted his movement speed, was certainly helping—but it couldn't be denied: his rage was the true engine of destruction.

BOOM!

Suddenly, about ten enemies flanked Nox from all sides. Even with their limited intellect, they could sense that the greatest threat was the young man with the greatsword, oozing thick bloodlust.

They attacked in unison—some unleashing corrupted flame breaths, others slashing with razor-sharp talons, aiming to rip him apart.

Armed with over 200 strength stats, Nox stomped the ground and shot into the air like a bullet, covering dozens of meters. Midair, he slashed off the limb of one beast aiming its claws at him.

Before the beast could even shriek, his sword swept in a wide arc, finishing it off.

Then Nox plunged downward, the wind howling and his hair fluttering violently. If one looked into his eyes at that moment, they would see nothing but a cold, lifeless gaze.

As he neared the ground, he slammed his sword downward.

BANG! BOOM!

The entire vicinity trembled from the impact and powerful blizzard spread outward.

All the Scourge dragons nearby died from the shockwave. Nox stood amidst their corpses, watching the enemies tremble before succumbing to their injuries. His gaze swept across the battlefield—none of the Scourge beasts dared approach.

But that wasn't a problem.

"Since you won't attack..." His voice oozed hatred. "I'll take the fight to you!" ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

The Scourge dragon nearest him flinched and tried to flee.

In fact, all the corrupted dragons began flapping their wings, trying to escape the battlefield.

"Hahaha! Die, bastard!" Toren, one of the Frostpire representatives, laughed as he sliced off the wings of a beast trying to flee.

"This might sound selfish," someone nearby chuckled with a mad glint in their eyes, "but if this is how the leader fights when he's mad... damn, we need to keep him angry!"

"Hahaha, you're right!"

"Stop it, will you!" Celestis Valore scolded with a frown. "Focus on the battle! You're getting too comfortable!"

After glancing at Nox one last time, she resumed fighting.

What had started as a desperate struggle had now become a one-sided massacre. The dragons were even making jokes, as if they were butchering a flock of weak wyverns.

Suddenly—

A deafening roar echoed through the sky, shaking the trees and quaking the battlefield.

The remaining Scourge dragons roared in unison in response.

The eyes of Drake, Valkor, Elise, Celestis, Raziel, Galen, and Nyxirith all widened in horror.

Their bodies trembled like leaves in a storm.

With a barely controlled, shaky voice, someone shouted,

"That... that roar belongs to a Champion. We need to leave here immediately!"