Reincarnated As A Lion In Another World-Chapter 92: Weaklings
The big humanoid man who was none other than Jin, the sixth Primordial lion, was committing an act of genocide against his own race.
Surrounding him were lion men and women, either in their lion forms or their humanoid forms. Surely, each of them was at least at tier 2 or tier 3.
They used their cat-like agility and powerful claws to quickly scale the walls, approaching Jin who was perched on a protruding rock on the cliffside.
They were coming from above and below, but some of them were running away.
Actually, most of them were running away, climbing to the top of the cliff before running for their lives.
Jin saw all this with a calm savagery. His golden eyes scanned every lion coming at him with anticipation. When his eyes locked on the escaping lions above, he frowned.
His thick calves pressed against the cliff side with bulging muscles. Like a spring that was released, he launched himself at the opposite opposite like a cannonball escaping its cannon.
He seemed to have narrowly dodged a claw swipe from a large flaming lion, but it wasn’t as thought.
His explosive jump decimated the protruding rock he was standing on. It was like a bomb had gone off, sending rocks flying out at dangerous velocities.
The flaming lion that had been close to him was instantly reduced to a meat back with multiple holes in it.
At the same time, Jin’s jump had shit him into the cliff side of the opposite cliff. His impact shook the earthen structure and large rocks fell to the ground to crush the brave lions below.
Jin waved his metallic black claw arm, sending out a pressurized wind arc that was shaped like a curved sharp blade.
Dozens of lions and lionesses were cut into two pieces, spilling blood down to the hundreds of meters deep trench.
Every wave of Jin’s massive arms broke the rocks around him. He used nothing but brute strength to slaughter any lion he could find. Jumping around from one cliff wall to the other, he wall like a middle, delivering catastrophic destruction upon impact.
The sound of running water reached the sky and the sensitive ears of the lions present on this vertical battlefield.
Looking down below, there was a long river that could be made out at the bottom of the trench. This river was already turning red from the large input of lion blood into it.
Above the trench, far away from the two cliffs opposite to each other.
Multiple lions were running away from the battlefield with absolute fear in their eyes.
Among the horde that numbered hundreds of thousands, a lioness in her humanoid form was running as fast as her legs could take her.
She looked back, dread coloring her silver eyes. The spirit energy that spread out from her was so unstable that the lions running beside her saw illusions multiple times and stumbled to the ground.
She could feel the trembling from the ground. It was following a certain rhythm, like the song of a World Eater.
She looked to her front, ahead in the distance were magic shuttles with well-placed runic designs. Although she could see the magic shuttles, she felt that it was still too far away.
One of the lions burst out with flames all over his body. The energy reserved in his body began to drain at a rapid pace as his paws shot out blue jet flames.
Like a flaming rocket, the lion sped towards the magic shuttles.
The humanoid lioness wanted to transform into her father and agile lioness form but she was one of the multitude who were trapped in their humanoid forms.
"I knew I shouldn’t have come to this fucking planet, it was too good to be true." The spirit lioness cursed out loud as she ran with tears in her eyes.
She and the other runners felt the ground shake harder. Cracks began to spread from behind and sounds of explosions reached their ears.
From the center of the two cliffs, a massive explosion seemed to have occurred as multiple large rocks were shot into the air, along with the mangled bodies of many lions.
Like a sandworm, something tunneled through the ground at incredible speed, creating small mounds on the ground surface in the process.
The spirit lioness cried, she screamed in frustration at how close she was to her death. She just knew that she would perish at the hands of that bastard Primordial Lion.
"I HAVEN’T FINISHED MY PURGE, WHO ASKED YOU TO LEAVE?" Jin’s calm and commanding voice resounded from the ground.
*BOOM!*
With indomitable might, Jin burst out of the ground with his arms outstretched. This act alone sent many lions flying to their deaths.
Before the body of the humanoid lioness could fly away, Jin grabbed her ankle, bringing her back and holding her upside down.
Her body was the size of a regular human, making her look very small compared to Jin’s four-meter-tall figure.
He raised her up so that she could look straight into his golden eyes even as she was upside down.
"You weaklings disgust me. How can I, Jin, share the same blood with you lot." Jin’s voice was thick with a unique accent.
The accent reminded Kael of the Scottish people.
"Please…*sniff*...I’m sorry…" The humanoid lioness pleaded, even though she didn’t know what she was apologizing for.
Her spirit energy constantly barraged Jin but had no effect whatsoever.
Jin shook his large head, "I’m afraid I cannot afford to accept your apology.
Your simple act of breathing is a waste and a shame to the true Conquerors of the Lion Race.
The greatest sin you could ever commit as a lion is to be weak. And the wages of all sin is Death."
Saying that, the black metallic claw left arm emitted a black glow at the mention of the word ’Death.’
While holding one of her ankles with his right hand, Jin used his left metal hand to grab the other ankle.
Then he spread his arms…
"AAAAAAR…"
The scream was cut short as the female humanoid was effortlessly ripped into two bloody parts.
Faces, urine, blood, and intestines fell on Jin’s broad and scarred chest. His golden eyes shifted, and he caught sight of a figure in the sky flapping his wings as he tried to fly to the magic shuttles.
Jin’s left arm blurred, and one half of the divided humanoid was thrown at the winged figure.
A whistling sound was heard, followed by a bang. The winged figure burst into pieces of flesh and blood after he was hit with the humanoid half.
He let the second half drop to the ground, not bothered by the blood stains.
Jin looked forward, observing the distant magic shuttles. He signed, then took a step forward.
*BOOM!*
The ground trembled as a crater was formed. Jin shot forth like a bullet.
His large form tore through the running horde like a hot knife through butter. He painted the ground red wherever he went, seemingly hellbent on spilling their blood in the most painful manner he could think of.
Out of desperation, many lions and lionesses turned around, willing to fight Jin. They were, in the truest sense, wild animals with nowhere to run.
Fortunately, someone had managed to reach one of the hundred-meter-long magic shuttles shaped like a disk and activated it.
Without waiting for his comrades, the pilot controlled the magic shuttles to rise into the air. As it rose, the cannons aimed their mouths at Jin who moved fast in a zigzag pattern amid the horde, leaving a trail of blood behind him.
Jin’s senses picked up the rising magic shuttle. He looked at the cannons aimed at him and frowned.
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"It is my duty to make sure your type does not integrate with the rest of lion society.
In the future, when cubs wonder why there are no weaklings among the lion race, their parents will tell them that JIN was responsible."
Jin launched himself off the ground, shooting straight for the magic shuttle with craziness never seen before.
He landed on the top of the magic shuttle, the pilot didn’t even have the chance to shoot Jin with his cannons.
Jin raised his metal arm to the sky and formed it into a fist. Light seemed to drain from the world as a feeling of dread filled the hearts of the lions below.
"May he have mercy on you," Jin muttered.
Then he brought his fist down fast and hard.
The magic shuttle immediately burst into flames and metal pieces. The defensive runes could not withstand the power of the metal fist at all.
The unnatural shockwave from the collision of the fist with the body of the magic shuttle spread downward.
Like clay dough on a wooden board, thousands of lions and lionesses were pressed down to the ground instantly, turning into a red carpet of bloody messiness.
Kael, who followed Jin’s falling body from his third-person perspective, saw that a massive crater had formed in the ground after that shockwave hit them.
The shocking thing was that this insanely wide crater was shaped like a fist.
