Chapter: 1392

The guy who hadn’t broken his oath for 100 years reverted to his original body.

‘Why on earth did he break the oath he made himself? What provoked him... was it?’

He looked at the peak of the mountain.

He raised his energy to get a clear view as he moved faster.

Meanwhile, on the peak of the mountain.

Swoosh! Wheeing!

The vast lake, which was reflecting the sky, was covered in dark clouds which swayed the waves violently.

“Grooooooo!”

“Woah!”

“My ears!”

Numerous warriors of the Blade God Six Martial Clan were near the lake, covering their ears.

Just the roar made their stomachs drop.

Even those who were supposed to be strong were on the ground coughing up blood, while others’ ears were bleeding.

Thud! Thud!

The man in bandages glanced at the warriors who had fallen.

He was baffled to see how the situation turned out.

“That monster is the White Tiger?”

The monster in front of him was thirty meters tall.

This monster, with its red eyes and ferocious energy, had the shape of a tiger, but it was completely different from the White Tiger they had heard about.

Tak!

“Haa... haa... damn it! I have no idea what the hell that thing is.”

A bald old man sat next to the man in bandages.

The old man was covered in cold sweat as he held onto his left shoulder.

His left arm, stained with blood, was torn off by the huge claws, and it looked like his arm would fall off at any moment.

“Former Lord, are you alright?”

“Ah... would anyone be alright? I just lost an arm. How could a normal-looking human even turn into a monster?”

The old man called the former Lord, who tried to stop the man’s mutation, was hit.

He tried to subdue it, thinking that it was some kind of Blood Reversion Art, but it ripped off his arm.

“Hwang-heol. What the hell is that monster?”

It was supposed to be huge but it’s too huge.