The First Dragon God-Chapter 70: Against The Endless Tide (III)

The stench of blood and rot hung heavy in the air, clinging to every breath Leo took. Piles of corpses littered the ground, twisted forms of zombies and creatures strewn across the battlefield.

Each step Leo took squelched through blood-soaked earth, leaving dark footprints behind.

But it wasn’t over yet.

The remaining mutant creatures prowled in the shadows, their beastly eyes locked on Leo. Their movements were slow and deliberate, as if calculating.

These creatures seems smarter than the mindless zombies but Leo knew that that wasn’t entirely true.

He felt that if Ryan can control them, then he might have a way to control their exact actions.

He seemed to have reserved the mutant creatures, waiting for the horde to thin out before using them to make his move.

Leo stood at the center of it all, his chest heaving as he tightened his grip on Nightshade. His muscles ached, his body screamed for rest, but there was no time for that.

Also, his skills were doing well, regenerating his Stamina and keeping him on his feet.

Fiona and the wolf pack flanked him, their fur matted with blood, their eyes gleaming with predatory focus. Their growls were low, almost imperceptible, a sign that they were ready to pounce at any moment.

The air was thick with tension, the quiet growls of the mutant creatures reverberating through the ruined streets. They were circling, waiting for the right moment to strike.

Leo glanced at Fiona. "Stay close. We end this together."

She growled softly in response, her hackles raised as she bared her teeth, letting out a low, guttural snarl.

The first mutant creature lunged.

It was a hulking beast, its muscles rippling beneath twisted flesh. It charged at Leo with terrifying speed, claws slicing through the air.

Leo sidestepped, bringing Nightshade up in a swift arc. The blade sliced through the creature’s side, but it didn’t go down. The beast snarled, its eyes burning with rage as it swung its massive arm toward Leo.

Leo ducked just in time, feeling the rush of air as the claws missed his head by inches.

Before the creature could recover, Fiona lunged. She sank her teeth into its leg, dragging it down with a powerful tug. The beast roared in pain, thrashing as it tried to shake her off.

Two wolves darted forward, tearing at the beast’s neck and shoulders with relentless ferocity. Their growls mixed with the creature’s howls, a savage chorus that echoed through the battlefield.

Leo took the opportunity to strike. He charged forward, his blade flashing as he brought it down with deadly precision, splitting the creature’s skull.

The beast crumpled to the ground, its body twitching before falling still.

But there was no time to celebrate.

The next wave of mutant creatures attacked, snarls filling the air as they rushed toward Leo and the wolves.

A mutant rat darted forward, its glowing red eyes fixed on Leo. It squeaked loudly, the sound very grating on the ear, as it leapt toward him.

Leo swung Nightshade in a wide arc, decapitating the creature mid-air. Its head hit the ground with a sickening thud, and its body collapsed a moment later.

Another mutant beast—a twisted fusion of reptile and mammal—charged at Fiona, its clawed feet digging into the ground with each step.

Fiona growled, meeting the creature head-on. The two collided with a bone-rattling impact, claws and teeth clashing as they fought for dominance.

The wolf pack moved as one, their instincts perfectly aligned. They tore into the creatures with savage strikes, each attack hitting their targets squarely.

But the mutant creatures were relentless.

A large, spider-like creature scuttled from the shadows, its multiple eyes glinting with malice. It moved with eerie grace, its legs clicking against the ground as it closed in on Leo.

Leo felt a chill run down his spine as he locked eyes with the creature. It was different from the others. Smarter. More dangerous.

The spider-beast lunged, its legs stabbing toward Leo like spears.

Leo dodged the first strike, but the second leg grazed his arm, tearing through his sleeve and leaving a bloody gash.

He gritted his teeth, ignoring the pain as he countered with a quick slash of Nightshade. The blade cut through one of the creature’s legs, severing it with a sickening crunch.

The creature screeched in fury, its remaining legs skittering frantically as it tried to regain balance.

Fiona leapt onto the creature’s back, her teeth sinking into its neck. The spider-beast thrashed, but Fiona held firm, tearing through flesh and sinew.

Another wolf pounced from the side, snapping its jaws around one of the creature’s remaining legs and dragging it down.

Leo saw his chance. He rushed forward, his blade poised to strike.

With one powerful thrust, he drove Nightshade through the creature’s head, the blade piercing through its chitin and exoskeleton.

The beast shuddered violently before collapsing in a heap.

Leo pulled his blade free, black blood dripping from the tip.

But another creature emerged.

A hulking beast with twisted horns charged toward the wolf pack, roaring as it barreled through the fallen corpses.

One of the wolves was caught in its path, flung through the air with a yelp as the creature continued its charge.

Leo sprinted toward it, Nightshade flashing in his hand.

The beast lowered its head, aiming its horns at Leo.

Leo jumped to the side at the last second, slashing across the creature’s flank as he passed. The beast roared in pain, turning to face him again.

Fiona darted in from the other side, her teeth sinking into the beast’s neck. The creature thrashed, trying to shake her off, but she held firm.

Leo charged again, driving Nightshade into the beast’s chest. The blade pierced through muscle and bone, and the creature let out a final, guttural roar before collapsing to the ground.

The battlefield fell eerily silent, save for the labored breathing of Leo and the wolves.

The mutant creatures lay dead, their twisted bodies littering the ground alongside the zombies.

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Leo wiped the blood from his face, his gaze hardening as he turned toward the building.

Ryan stood at the entrance, his twisted smile unwavering.

"You survived," Ryan said, his voice carrying across the battlefield. "I’ll admit… I’m impressed."

Leo took a step forward, Nightshade gleaming in his hand, with a smile on his face.

"This time, it’s just you and me."

Ryan’s smile widened. "Oh, I agree. But tell me, Leo… are you ready to face me?"

Fiona growled softly, her eyes never leaving Ryan.

Leo didn’t respond. He didn’t need to. His cold, unwavering gaze said it all.