A werewolf's power is inherently uncontrollable, especially its bloodthirsty nature. If applied on a large scale to ordinary humans, it would be a disaster—even the Ministry of Magic would find it a massive headache to handle.
Fortunately, this power was only used on this arrogant Ephest.
Rey's eyes brightened, and his entire demeanor shifted. There wasn't a trace of the timid boy left.
Ephest naturally noticed this change. He was surprised and suspicious, wondering why the boy before him seemed different.
"It seems that not only has your speech become slurred, but obtaining this power has also slowed your thinking.
"The power of a fallen werewolf isn't so easily obtained. Research results like yours will cause you to gradually lose your humanity, becoming a bloodthirsty animal forever," Rey said calmly to Ephest. Though, presumably, the man didn't understand the meaning behind Rey's words.
"Cut the crap. How could you understand the joy of obtaining power beyond ordinary humans? I've lost patience with you."
The change in Rey's aura annoyed Ephest greatly. He could find other special abilities, but he needed to vent his annoyance right now.
Ephest raised his hand to slap Rey's head. He had just crushed one person to death. As for this brat in front of him, Ephest intended to smash his head right into his stomach. He planned to flatten him into a meat patty, just like swatting a fly.
Bang!
A muffled thud. Ephest's descending hand stopped abruptly, as if it had hit a block of iron.
"Didn't you want to see my ability? Then let me show you."
Under Ephest's astonished gaze, his descending arm was gradually pushed aside by Rey's block. No matter how much force he added, he couldn't change the outcome.
Rey's strength was comparable to a vampire's, but vampires were physically weaker than werewolves. However, the right arm Rey used to block had already transformed into the forelimb of a Black Dragon.
Black scales, thin fins connecting to the wings on his back. Without Ephest's exaggerated muscles, he easily blocked the slap.
A werewolf competing in strength with a Black Dragon was simply a colossal joke.
Yet, Ephest was completely unaware of this common sense. He laughed maniacally, not feeling the slightest fear that Rey had easily blocked his right hand.
On the contrary, he was very happy, or rather, he roared excitedly, "You really do have special abilities too! Hahaha."
Perhaps in his view, that slap wasn't his full strength. His full-strength slap would be at least double the power.
"Roar."
With a wild roar, Ephest raised his right hand, clasped both fists together, and smashed down viciously again. The power was immense, the speed so fast it caused the wind to whistle.
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Rey didn't underestimate the opponent's violent smash.
The moment Ephest raised his clasped fists, Rey lowered his body. Keeping his right hand in a guarding position over his head, his entire body began to change rapidly.
For Rey, transforming into a Black Dragon took only an instant. As Ephest smashed down, Rey's Black Dragon form rapidly grew in size and height.
Dragon bodies are hard, and dragon scales are bulletproof. As the dragon body rose, it crashed into Ephest's hands.
Strength against strength, a fierce, muffled sound. After the violent collision, Ephest's smashing hands were thrown back faster than they had come down. His six-foot-tall body flew backward uncontrollably.
With that smash, he felt his hands go numb, losing all sensation. Flying backward through the air, he didn't even have time to react before splashing into the steaming pool.
The pool water wasn't deep, only about a meter.
Rey, in his Black Dragon form, stared from the poolside at Ephest, who had stood up. His dark golden eyes were cold and devoid of emotion.
"You're a dragon!"
With arms hanging limp and water dripping from his body, Ephest stared at Rey on the shore in shock.
However, the shock lasted less than three seconds before Ephest laughed hysterically: "I knew it, I knew it. There's a magical world in this world. Even dragons have appeared, what else is impossible?"
A bloodthirsty lunatic, a criminal pervert.
Someone who could reach Ephest's level had to be a lunatic and a pervert. At this moment, he was completely immersed in his discovery, utterly disregarding the current situation.
Rey didn't care about Ephest's madness. Tilting his dragon head slightly, he spewed blue fire into the pool.
For werewolves, especially ones like Ephest who hadn't fully transformed and had thick fur, Rey's dragon fire was like igniting dry wood.
Even the craziest person feels pain; even the most perverse person fears death.
Standing in the pool, Ephest was engulfed in flames. Under the continuous wash of Rey's dragon fire, he only let out two screams before being reduced to ashes.
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The bodyguards outside heard all the commotion inside. After all, it would be difficult not to hear such a loud noise.
Although they heard it, they didn't react. Because such noises often came from this third-floor pool.
They heard it often, so they got used to it.
At least in their view, this was their boss Ephest venting. The bald bodyguard who just took the person in would definitely be dismembered by the boss, and that boy would be thrown out later, scared to the point of wetting his pants.
He wouldn't die because the boss would throw him into the lab for the researchers to use as material.
Usually, after Ephest vented like this, the bodyguards would get many benefits. Especially those beauties who had just left—just thinking about them made them hot inside.
Every time, the boss would bring a different group of beauties here to play, and send them away afterward. After Ephest vented like this, there would surely be a share for them next time.
However, while they were indulging in their fantasies, an even louder noise came from the third floor inside the gate. Thick smoke began to pour out, and a living giant dragon crashed through the wall.
Before the bodyguards could fully react, blue dragon fire arrived instantly. Without any extra movement, they vanished amidst screams.
The fire spread, and screams arose. The fourth floor of the manor building caught fire following the third.
The fire illuminated the night sky, and many people immediately fled the manor building.
Most of the people inside were hired bodyguards. After escaping the building, they stood in the open space, looking at the fire before them.
No one moved to fight the fire, because they couldn't save it. More of them were hesitant.
However, shortly after this hesitation, someone rushed into the building first, and the remaining bodyguards swarmed in as well.
They weren't fighting the fire; they were looting.
They were looting the things they had seen in the house, things they considered valuable.
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The manor building had more than four floors; there was also a basement level.
This floor was for research labs and holding "materials." Of course, the vault was also there.
Looting is one of the most primitive ways for humans to obtain resources; this is deeply hidden in human nature.
Amid the raging fire and the chaotic looting, Sokes ran out of the building.
He was carrying a small metal briefcase. The unique case gave the impression that the contents were extraordinary.
Bang!
With an explosion, the fire burst out from the third floor. The second floor, which had been temporarily safe, also caught fire.
Rey rushed out after that explosion. He had reverted to his human form; the Black Dragon was too shocking, and he didn't want more people to see it.
He landed smoothly on the ground; his body strength and control were no problem at all. As long as he didn't encounter a werewolf, vampire-like strength and speed were enough to deal with this chaotic crowd.
Sokes, the hitman who brought him here.
This guy was dangerous, and he knew Rey. To avoid unnecessary trouble, he had to be eliminated.
Dozens of meters away at the helipad, the helicopter had started up. This should have been for Ephest's private use.
But Ephest had been burned to ashes. Now that it was started, it was hard to say who was using it.
The firelight shot into the sky, so visibility wasn't hindered. Rey saw Sokes carrying the case boarding the already started helicopter. Chasing him now seemed too late.
Dealing with a spinning helicopter didn't require any technical method.
Picking up large rocks and debris from the ground, Rey ran forward while eyeing the spinning propeller, then threw the objects directly at it.
The helicopter rose slowly. However, just then, the sound of debris colliding and shattering came from the overhead propeller. The helicopter, which had just taken off, lurched. The entire fuselage tilted instantly and crashed to the ground.