Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

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    Under the high dome, the thin young man seemed to melt into the darkness behind him. His chest was pierced through, and the red blood gushed from the open wound and his mouth, flowing down like a river, converging into streams and lakes.

    Elinor’s pupils shrank suddenly.

    Violent anger swept in the depths of those scarlet eyes, like a fierce beast touched on its reverse scale*, the pure and terrible madness rushed like a wave, and the sharp fangs flashed with a cold and merciless glint, clamouring with the incredible bloodthirst⎯

    They actually dared to…!

    Unforgivable.

    The vertical pupils shrank into a thin black line, like ones of a a cold-blooded animal, and all his reason was swallowed up by fury in an instant, leaving only the almost paranoid cruelty and anger.

    The terrifying beast from ancient times walked through the darkness, and the wounds remaining in the battle were all insignificant. All feelings were completely overwhelmed by the desire to kill. The huge body of the giant wolf exuded terrible pressure that made one’s body soft from terror, the enraged top predator rushed forward⎯

    Unforgivable.

    The protective spell cast by the opponent in a hurry was as fragile as paper under Fenrir’s claws. All the attacking spells cut through the thick fur and the torn wounds were dripping with hot blood. But the giant wolf seemed unaware of this, still biting and roaring frantically.

    Unforgivable.

    His eyes were covered bloody mist, everything in front of it seems to become pure bloody red, the flesh and blood of the enemy slips from between his fangs, and the opponent’s sharp howling and begging for mercy seem to be coming from the distant place. He didn’t even register it, it aroused his ferocity instead, as if he was a machine that only understood killing and plundering, treating the enemy in front of him with the highest efficiency and the most cruel means.

    Shred. Bite. Swallow.

    Wipe out everyone that dared to hurt that person.

    Only one thought remained in his mind, deep-rooted⎯ no one could take him away.

    Even if he had to kill the gods, destroy the world, it didn’t matter.

    At this moment, he suddenly felt… the fur on its tail being pulled slightly.

    The giant wolf turned his head abruptly, blood was dripping down from his fangs, and there was no reason in his eyes that had been coloured red.

    However, when he came into contact with the pale boy holding his chest, a miracle happened⎯ Fenrir became Elinor again, he changed from a beast to a human, true panic and pain appeared in the eyes that were filled with thirst for slaughter just a moment ago.

    Ge Xiu’s face looked too pale because of the excessive blood loss. Although the wound on his chest had been treated with spells, it still looked shocking.

    He shook, and almost fell to the ground due to excessive movements.

    ——In fact, the transformation from Fenrir’s wolf shape to human shape was not simple, especially while degenerated to the irrational state.

    However, Elinor had only one thought in his mind.

    He needed arms to catch the other unscathed.

    In the next second, the murderous giant wolf disappeared.

    A man, full of scars and wearing a jet-black robe, appeared in a pool of muddy blood, reached out his hands to catch the shaking young boy that was about to fall, and carefully embraced him in his arms.