Reincarnated As A Lion In Another World-Chapter 72: Bloody White

Bibi III had looked away for a moment to see the dead body of his daughter lying beside his son.

He saw the lionesses surrounding his strongest wolves and immediately understood what happened.

Kael’s jaw was just a few inches away from clamping around the neck of the distracted Bibi when a chilling wave passed through his body.

Kael’s whole body was frozen, encased in thick ice that made him look like an uncarved ice statue.

Bibi ran toward the wolves with a frightening snarl on his face.

The vines that held the porcupine to the mountainside lost power after Kael was incapacitated.

The porcupine began to tear out the vines, very eager to get his defenseless belly out of sight.

Just then, his senses tingled and he got a feeling of urgency. His eyes caught the slight ripple of space and light and he instinctively tucked his belly in.

The porcupine held in his cry as he felt a single claw tear through his stomach. The cut was deep but it wasn’t fatal, not yet.

Katari watched from her hiding place as blood trickled down from the cut. She had used nearly all her power, imbuing her claws with the sharp properties of space, a technique she had recently learned.

She had expected the cut to be deeper and was a bit disappointed. Even though this was a creature almost as strong as a tier 3 lion, it was still possible to kill him with a well-planned assassination strike.

Even if the assassin was weaker, it should still be possible.

As the porcupine got its limbs free, he crouched to the ground on all fours to protect his belly. This, unfortunately, led to something else.

The gash on his belly opened up and his intestines began to slowly spill out.

The porcupine nearly went mad from the pain. He had to stand on his hind legs again while grabbing his spilling guts with his small paws.

He was in so much pain that the metal quills on his back began to vibrate, emitting a clunking sound that reverberated across the battlefield.

Katari smiled at this, there was no need to fight head-on, she could just wait for him to die.

The porcupine moved away, intending to exit the battlefield and look for a place to recuperate. He left a trail of blood on the floor as he dragged himself away, clenching his metal teeth to suppress his desire to scream.

Unbeknownst to him, Katari silently followed from behind.

Bibi III ran at full speed, and following behind him was a white storm of cold fury.

Flames erupted from Kael’s frozen body, melting the ice quickly. The two horns on his head glowed green and large vines broke out of the ground to chase after Bibi III.

A lot of the vines froze and shattered to pieces before they could reach Bibi’s moving form, but some thicker and stronger ones still made it.

Bibi’s mouth was wide open, his sharp fangs a few inches away from biting off Priya’s head

A crisp sound echoed out as the jaws clamped shut on emptiness. A vine wrapped around Bibi’s hind legs, tugging him back.

"You! You Bastard!" Bibi shouted as he stared at his son with a crazed expression. A frost wave pushed forth from his body, freezing the limbs of both friends and foes.

Two things made Bibi angry. First was the death of his daughter who he favored so much. She was almost like a mirror if he and he had grown fond of her.

Indeed, he had already thought of her replacing Bibi IV as the heir to the throne.

The second thing that made him angry was the disruption of his plans. No one likes it when things don’t go according to how they planned it, including Bibi III.

He had always known that his son wished to be the next leader but hadn’t worried about it. As the leader of the Bibi clan who was still young, he was bound to have many more children in the future.

Heirs couldn’t be decided based on age alone. So he never really cared about his son’s ambition, it wasn’t like Bibi IV could challenge his power.

He never expected that this son would plot with the enemy from another race to overthrow him.

The vines instantly froze after Bibi glanced at it. A swirl of ice crystals was generated and they spun around Bibi, he intended to cut all these lionesses to shreds.

This was enough time for the flaming lion, which was Kael, to catch up and ram head-first into Bibi III’s side. Kael pushed him far enough to send both of them over a steep mountain slide.

The horn bash nearly broke Bibi’s ribs as he and Kael fell down the mountain.

Even as they rolled down the mountainside, unable to control their descent, they didn’t stop fighting.

Ice and fire combined to produce steam and claws and fangs were retracted as soon as they were shown.

Bibi got a firm footing, still sliding down the steep mountainside. He saw Kael who was behind him also used his claws to grab the rocks.

Kael jumped at Bibi, surprising the white wolf and sending him further down the mountain.

Kael was ferocious and his physical might overwhelmed Bibi. As he rolled, he landed as many claw strikes as he could, painting Bibi’s white coat with patches of red.

Out of a mixture of anger and desperation, Bibi bit Kael’s neck. This was a terrible mistake as Kael’s neck was protected by his thick mane, his bite force wasn’t enough to do any satisfactory damage to Kael in this case. Bibi, on the other hand, left his neck exposed.

Kael did not let go of this opportunity, as soon as the large furry neck was exposed, he bit down viciously.

The two tumbled down, packing dust and stones with them until they rolled to a stop on the mountain floor.

Bibi kicked and scratched at Kael but the latter wasn’t letting go.

Kael pressed his paws on Bibi’s flailing limbs, using his superior strength to hold them in place. He bit harder and harder on Bibi’s neck, drawing blood.

The ground froze over and multiple ice shards manifested around the duo. The ice shards struck Kael, lodging themselves into his body or leaving deep scratches.

His mouth was freezing and the blood that entered his mouth gave him consistent brain freeze. His body was being encased in ice but they melted away after a few moments.

Ice spikes shot out from the ground beneath Kael and pierced his belly, luckily, they were stopped by his unnaturally strong abdominal muscles just after penetrating his skin.

Kael did his best to hold up his defenses while still sinking his golden fangs deeper into Bibi’s neck.

As a tier 3 wolf, Bibi III had a very strong neck that was filled with strong muscles. Still, he felt his windpipe being crushed and he was running out of breath and blood.

He was losing feelings over his body faster than he was losing consciousness. Bibi knew that once he lost consciousness, it would be completely over for him.

If he had known this was how it would turn out, he would have never formed that alliance with Kael. He had set himself up to be schemed against the moment he came to this mountain.

He wasn’t willing to give up, not yet. There was still a lot he wished to do for the wolf race. He hadn’t avenged his father yet.

Yet, despite all his determination to survive, he no longer had any power to push Kael away. Up till now, he still couldn’t understand why Kael had so many powers.

There were so many factors that he couldn’t have possibly prepared for all of them. "It’s not fair…" Was the last thing he said to Kael.

From the eye that faced Kael, the eye that watched the blood-soaked mouth crush his throat, a tear formed at the base and fell over his eyelid.

The tear slid down his cheeks, wetting the fur that it came in contact with. That tear turned to ice before it could finish its journey to the white wolf’s jaw.

The blue eye gazed lifelessly at the sky, traces of indignation could still be read from his final expression.

Bibi IV who had been closely following the two from afar approached. As soon as he came down the mountain, he got a good look at his father, and his new backer.

A sick feeling sprouted within, he felt like his guts were twisting and his mind was cloudy. He felt guilt.

*AWOOOOOOOO*

As hypocritical as it may be, Bibi IV howled mournfully, for that was how he truly felt at this moment.

His howl ascended to reach the ears of the wolves and the lionesses.

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The tier two wolves, hearing the howl, knew that things were going to change.

One of them let out his own sorrowful howl, followed by another, then another.

Soon, both the large wolves and ordinary wolves were howling. All the inhabitants of the mountain knew that an important figure among the wolves had died that night.

Then there was Katari who seemed to be skipping excitedly in a certain direction.

The smile on her face got wider as she heard the howls in the distance. To her, this was just the sound of Kael’s power, it was music to her ears.

She silently followed the trail of blood on the floor, a skip now appearing once in a while in her steps.