Beast Hack: Customizing Beasts and Capturing Beauties-Chapter 493: Chimera’s Fury

Hadrian and Vandred stood on the battlefield, their heavy breaths echoing through the open ground.

The air around them shimmered with heat, broken only by the sounds of their beasts clashing in the distance.

Vandred’s massive arms swung relentlessly, each strike shaking the earth.

"You were always too proud, Hadrian," Vandred growled, his voice low and steady.

He stepped forward, his feet cracking the ground.

His clawed gauntlets glowed with energy. "Thinking you’re above us all."

Hadrian’s eyes narrowed, his coat torn and stained with dust.

He raised his digital scepter, the runes along its shaft glowing a bright crimson.

"I was above you," he spat, his voice cold.

Vandred lunged, his claws slicing down with [Bone Breaker Crush].

Hadrian staggered back, the impact rattling his bones.

Vandred grinned, his teeth bared. "See?" he roared.

"Even your fancy science can’t save you now!"

Hadrian’s breath came hard. He steadied himself, lifting his scepter higher.

His voice was calm but carried a dangerous tone.

"You think this is my limit?" he said.

Vandred’s eyes narrowed. "What?" he snapped.

Hadrian’s eyes glowed red as he raised his scepter high.

The energy around him intensified, the air thick with power.

"[Chimera Outrage]," he said, his voice echoing with force.

The air around Hadrian exploded with light, his body transforming.

His limbs expanded, plates of armor merging with twisted, beast-like forms.

His arms ended in claws, his back sprouted wings laced with bone and metal.

His eyes burned with an unnatural glow.

Vandred took a step back, his breath caught.

"No," he muttered. "That—"

Hadrian’s new form roared, his wings spreading wide.

He lunged forward with [Predator’s Surge], closing the distance in an instant.

His claws struck Vandred’s chest, sparks flying as his armor cracked.

Vandred roared, his claws swinging with [Iron Fang Rend], catching Hadrian’s shoulder.

Blood and metal sprayed, but Hadrian didn’t flinch.

"You thought you could beat me?" Hadrian growled.

His wings shifted, his claws glowing with energy.

"I am Aurelius perfected."

Vandred’s face twisted with pain as he struggled to lift his arms.

"You—," he started.

But Hadrian’s claws slammed into him with [Chimera Overload Strike], sending him skidding across the ground.

Hadrian advanced, his claws dripping with energy. "Weak," he spat.

Vandred’s eyes burned, his breath ragged.

He struggled to stand, his body shaking. "I... I’m not done," he roared.

Hadrian’s wings folded back, his body coiled. "Then stand up," he said coldly.

Vandred lunged with one last swing, his claws glowing with [Valefor’s Last Strike].

Hadrian blocked with his wings, the impact sending sparks flying.

Hadrian’s claws grabbed Vandred’s arms, holding him tight. "You lose," he said.

Vandred’s head hung low, his breath shallow. "No...," he whispered.

Hadrian’s claws glowed. "Yes," he said.

He swung his arms, tossing Vandred like a ragdoll.

Vandred’s body slammed into the ground with a heavy thud.

Dust rose, sparks scattered across the silver battlefield.

But suddenly, Vandred’s body stopped midair.

He was caught by something. A massive lizardman with silver scales, his eyes glowing faintly.

The creature’s arms wrapped around Vandred, steadying him.

Hadrian’s brows knitted together, his claws twitching.

"Who are you?" he growled, his voice sharp.

A slow, mocking laugh filled the air.

A tall figure emerged from the shadows, his long silver hair flowing behind him.

His silver eyes glowed with a cold light.

"Hadrian," the figure said, his voice smooth and calm.

"Nice to meet you."

Hadrian’s eyes narrowed, his claws lifting. "Who are you?" he demanded.

The man’s smirk widened, his gaze sharp.

"You don’t know me?" he asked, his tone amused.

"You even sent a threat to me."

Hadrian’s breath hitched. "What?" he spat.

The man tilted his head slightly.

"Let me introduce myself," he said. "I am Lord Lucius of Luxoria."

Hadrian’s eyes blazed, his claws tightening.

"You—," he started, his voice raw.

He lunged, claws swinging, aiming for Lucius’s throat.

Lucius’s smirk didn’t fade. "A haughty one, huh?" he said, his voice steady.

"L-Drake," Lucius called.

L-Drake, the silver-scaled lizardman, stepped forward, his arms crossing.

He blocked Hadrian’s attack with [Luxorite Armament], the silver plates glowing bright.

Hadrian’s claws clashed with L-Drake’s arm, sparks flying.

His eyes widened, shock flashing across his face.

"What—," he muttered.

L-Drake’s voice was calm.

"Please calm down, Hadrian," he said, his tone flat.

Hadrian growled, his breath heavy.

"Calm down?" he snapped.

He lunged again, his claws slicing the air.

L-Drake shifted, blocking each strike with his glowing arms.

"Hadrian," he said again, "stop."

Lucius’s eyes turned to Vandred, his smirk returning.

"How are you, huh, Vandred?" he asked. "To think you lost."

Vandred’s lips twitched, a small laugh breaking through.

"Ha... ha...," he chuckled.

"I never thought that Hadrian’s beast was this strong," he said, his voice weak but amused.

Lucius’s eyebrows rose. "Oh?" he asked.

Vandred nodded, his breath ragged.

"It’s already at the peak of SSS-Rank Sovereign Tier," he said.

Lucius’s laugh was low and steady. "I see," he said. "Then it’s normal you lost."

Vandred smirked again. "So what now?" he asked.

Lucius’s eyes glowed as he lifted his chin.

"Of course, continue the fight," he said.

"Don’t worry. I’m taking over."

Vandred’s grin widened, his eyes bright. freeweɓnovel.cѳm

"I see," Vandred said, his voice ragged but steady.

"So you still have some secret plan up your sleeve."

Lucius’s smirk widened, his silver hair catching the light.

He straightened his back and brushed an invisible speck of dust from his coat.

"Of course," he said, his voice calm and sure.

"For now, you just rest."

He flicked his wrist, a small pulse of Luxorite energy dancing across his fingertips.

"Leave the rest to me."

Vandred chuckled, a sound that mixed pain and defiance.

He lifted his head, his eyes locking with Lucius’s.

"Show me then," he said, his voice sharp despite his wounds.

"Show me the power of Luxoria. Show me that you can stand as one of the top forces in this world."

Lucius’s eyes glowed with cold determination.

He stepped forward, his presence commanding the air around him.

"Sure," he said.

His smirk grew wider, his posture unwavering.

"Watch closely, Vandred. You’re about to see just how unstoppable Luxoria has become."

The air trembled with energy as Lucius’s silver hair flowed like a banner of victory.