Undead Beast Master: Living Solely for My Desires-Chapter 186: The Poisoned Blade

Once her giant hammer collided with the ground of the arena, Zaroth, alongside his beasts, staggered for a moment as a powerful shockwave reached their feet.

"This is one devastating attack," Zaroth muttered as a menacing smile appeared on his face.

The red-haired woman, making use of the fact that her enemy, alongside his beasts, had staggered, dug her left foot into the ground and exploded forward.

Exploded was the right word, as the sheer force from her foot sent shockwaves through the ground, cracking it apart for dozens of meters and hurling debris in every direction.

The woman was very tall, and so were her legs. Not only that, but coupled with the immense power they held, they allowed her to move with speed comparable to lightning.

One moment, she was far away from Zaroth and his beasts, and the next, she had already reached one of them.

Moving the hammer, which looked like it weighed more than a couple of hundred kilograms, as if it were a child's toy, she attacked the first enemy that was before her.

Unfortunately for it, the normal wolf was in no way, shape, or form prepared to take the hit, so once the hammer hit it from the side, the beast was sent flying through the air like a ragdoll.

It moved hundreds of meters in a second and collided with the wall of the arena.

The ribs on its side had been crushed, and half of the beast's head had been squashed.

A large part of its bones had been crumpled multiple times, making it so that the beast had trouble getting up.

Zaroth gulped audibly. Sure, his beast was undead, so it was fine, but from taking just one strike, it had been reduced to nothing more than a bloody paste.

Honestly, Zaroth doubted if the beast would be able to get up at all and help in the fight, as the injuries it bore were so heavy that it would be impossible to function unless it got healed in his soul.

Deciding that it was the smarter plan, he desummoned the beast, allowing it to rest in his soul.

He didn't have much time to waste, however, as his opponent wasn't just going to wait around as he pondered the most optimal strategy.

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She was already upon another of his beasts, ready to go for the kill.

Thankfully, Silverfang managed to dodge her attack, even if it was just by a hair's distance.

The beast pondered in what was going to be the most optimal way of attacking, as it seemed that its master was taking his sweet time to come up with a strategy.

So, in the end, deciding that it was a bad idea to attack recklessly, the beast took a few steps back, opened its massive jaws, and let out an ear-piercing howl that seemed to shake the earth itself.

Zaroth's opponent's eyes seemed to squint, clearly bothered by the noise, but she managed to move past it.

She raised her hammer, ready to deliver another attack.

With a grunt, Zaroth raised his hands and sent two green fireballs toward her.

They collided with her body, and a second later, vanished, almost as if they hadn't made any damage at all.

It seemed that his opponent's class or blessing not only made her stronger but increased her defense massively as well.

Nightshade, making use of the fact that the woman was distracted, managed to move behind her and lunge at her neck.

Her attack was successful, as her fangs found their way into Zaroth's opponent's neck, but a moment later, Nightshade's eyes widened as she realized that her fangs were unable to pierce the woman's neck at all.

It was like the beast was biting into metal.

The red-haired woman moved almost like she wasn't bothered by the attacks at all.

She used her hammer to attack Silverfang, making him fly to the side, and with her other hand, she reached behind her back, grabbed Nightshade, and threw her to the side.

The moment the woman's eyes locked onto Zaroth, he understood that this was exactly the situation he had been saving Hellweaver for—where nothing else was going to work.

His eyes narrowed again as he summoned the giant spider, and at the same time, charged at the woman with everything he had.

It definitely wasn't smart charging an opponent who was so strong at close combat, but he didn't have much of a choice.

It was clear that he would soon lose if he didn't turn the tide of combat in his favor, so the only thing that came to his mind was infecting the woman with Hellweaver's poison.

No matter how strong or fast she was, she was surely going to be affected by the poison, giving Zaroth a better chance of winning.

The woman's eyes narrowed in surprise for a moment as she saw that Zaroth had more beasts under his command.

This surprise didn't last long, however, as she charged at the man.

His beasts were clearly a problem, so if she managed to defeat their master, the fight would end quickly.

This was her goal, as she charged with everything she had.

Zaroth and Hellweaver were equally distant from the woman, so she took a fraction of a second to decide which was smarter to attack.

In the end, she was forced to attack Hellweaver, as the spider was clearly packing a stronger punch compared to Zaroth's other beast, and it could prove to be a problem.

Taking hold of her hammer with both hands, she brought it down onto the spider with as much force as she could.

Hellweaver was staggered due to the weight of the massive attack, and even though the spider's exoskeleton bent a little, it still managed to hold.

Which was good news for Zaroth and bad for his opponent.

Seeing that Zaroth was about to lunge at her, she let go of her hammer with her right hand and tried to throw a punch toward him.

She moved so fast that it was clear that he wouldn't be able to dodge or even parry it, and he was going to be hit full force.

But before her fist shot forward, its momentum was halted as the remaining three normal wolves that Zaroth had summoned reached her and managed to slow it down.

Due to the fact that her punch had to go through the wolves, and its momentum had been slowed down, Zaroth managed to dodge the attack, even if it was just by a hair's margin.

His eyes shined with excitement as he was now an arm's way from her, and she was unable to attack as she needed a second to recover from her earlier attack.

Extending his arm with which he was holding his sword, he brought it down with full force, making use of gravity, just as his opponent had done with all her attacks.

The sword moved lightning fast and collided with her skin.

The wound that he had managed to inflict was shallow,

And yet it was enough as part of the poison that he had covered his sword in entered her system.

A menacing smile appeared on his face, it seemed that his plan had worked.