Undead Beast Master: Living Solely for My Desires-Chapter 233: Final Round Over – The Birth of the Champion

Zaroth and David seemed to fall as the ground shattered all around them.

The Spectral Warden had left David's side and was now somewhere keeping Luna at bay.

Just the fight between them was enough to cause such devastation in the vicinity!

And yet, the two men didn't care.

At this point in time, they felt at the top of the world; it was like they were the gods themselves.

The only thing that threatened their power was the man that stood before them.

If they could just defeat their opponent, they would prove that they were the strongest. Not only that, but they may even grow more powerful that way!

As Zaroth was falling, he positioned himself on one of the chunks of earth and shot toward David.

The speed was so great that David wasn't able to react as a split second later, he was hit by Zaroth's attack.

They were falling, and David could have just flown out of there, leaving Zaroth to fall.

But not wanting that to happen, Zaroth took a firm hold of David, not allowing him to fly.

David gritted his teeth as he headbutted Zaroth.

In a daze, he released the odachi, watching it fall, but after recovering a second later, he reached behind his back and drew the two daggers.

"Just give up!" Zaroth shouted with pure rage as he brought them down, trying to tear open David's defenses.

"Same to you!" David shouted as he did the same thing with his fists.

This battle continued for some time; after each attack, they seemed to grit their teeth as both of the men were beginning to take damage.

They had been fighting for what seemed like an eternity at this point.

How far were they going to fall?!

Had they been fighting above a giant cave, only to now be falling into it?

It was like the place that David had brought them didn't have any kind of rules.

But neither of the men cared about that.

They only cared about being the strongest!

Their mana cores were overflowing so much that it began to have negative effects, causing a few cracks to appear on them.

Their mana cores weren't able to contain that much energy for so long!

But neither of them showed that they felt their mana cores starting to crack as they continued to land blows on one another.

A minute passed.

Another minute passed.

Both of them were taking deep breaths.

They were still falling, and their mana cores hurt.

They hurt so much that using mana now hurt.

But if they didn't use it, their cores would overflow even more and break!

So they had no choice!

"FOR FUCK'S SAKE, LET GO!" David shouted as he finally managed to make Zaroth let go with a devastating kick.

"FUCK!" Zaroth shouted in pain as he plummeted, now several meters below, falling deeper into the abyss.

David was now above Zaroth.

Zaroth realized this was bad! The man could move freely in the air while he couldn't!

Then a second later, his eyes widened as he realized something.

The source of this c𝓸ntent is freewebnøvel.coɱ.

He was able to see behind David's back clearly; that meant the Spectral Warden was away.

"It must be fighting against Luna," Zaroth concluded, which explained why he hadn't seen her in a while.

But considering how long they had been falling, they must be far away.

As soon as Zaroth realized this, his eyes narrowed like hunters.

Acting on instinct, he desummoned Luna that was battling against the Spectral Warden somewhere.

And then, a few seconds later, she materialized in her dragon form behind David.

At that moment, David's eyes widened in horror as he felt an overwhelming pressure building behind him.

He wasn't able to move, however, as Luna was much faster; she flapped her wings with immense force, descending with overwhelming speed.

Not a second later, she had opened her jaws and closed them on David's body.

Even using all the power he was feeling at the moment, the man realized he was unable to break free from the Luna's hold.

The pain was terrible, and the aura around David spread to the sides where Luna's fangs were piercing his body, attempting to fortify his defenses.

That meant that David's front was now not as secure as before.

This was exactly the plan that Zaroth had, and with this, he let go of his two daggers and grabbed the spear that had been waiting on his back all this time.

Luna and Zaroth could more or less understand each other telepathically, so she didn't waste any time as she began to descend even faster.

She was bringing David's injured body to Zaroth.

And before David could react to Zaroth's plan, he thrust forward.

David's aura wasn't protecting him at the front as it had been, instead focusing on shielding his sides.

So the spear went in easily.

Not a second later, Zaroth dismissed all of his beats as his mana core was just a second away from breaking.

And then he found himself in the arena,

He was standing on his two shaking feet as his spear was embedded in David's abdomen.

The man's mouth and eyes were spilling blood from the damage, and acting on instinct, Zaroth pulled the spear away.

David gasped as the wound on his body opened and collapsed on the ground, unconscious.

Zaroth looked at the man for a few seconds.

Then he observed the surroundings.

The ground of the arena had been shattered, as if a dozen bombs had gone off.

Then he lifted his gaze upwards.

Tens of thousands of people were watching him; some were unconscious, some had pale faces, and others appeared to have been running in panic not long ago.

He also didn't miss how the protective barriers were almost gone.

Not sure how to react, he looked behind him where the emperor was.

The man was watching Zaroth with uncertain expression, as were all of the family heads.

Zaroth wanted to say something, but now that he had found himself at the end, he wasn't sure what to say.

His mind was blank.

The levitating globes that were transmitting what was happening focused on Zaroth.

He hadn't realized it due to the adrenaline, but when he was fighting David while falling, his Darkveil had come undone at some point.

As such, he was heavily damaged.

Most of his fingers were broken, some of his bones had been broken so violently that they were showing through his body, the side of his cheeks had been destroyed, and his teeth were visible.

He had taken so many injuries,

Yet he was the one standing.

Out of tens of thousands of participants,

Through countless fights.

He alone stood tall while the other had fallen.

At this point in time, Zaroth had become a champion.

After several seconds, this information sank in, and he lifted his face upward.

His mouth, ravaged, curled into a sinister smile.

Not a single pleasure he had felt in his life could even compare to what he was feeling at that moment.

"I won." Due to the internal damage in his body, the words came out much harsher than he had planned.

Then his smile widened even further as he clutched his stomach, beginning to laugh maniacally.

Just the thought of what he had experienced was so absurd that he didn't know what to do other than laugh.

And since everyone was quietly watching him in shock, his laughter easily echoed throughout the entire arena.

The final round was over, as well as the grand tournament,

Zaroth had won.