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    ---- Chapter 3024 "You''re asking for death!" Kan roared. His steel ws struck repeatedly, leaving countless afterimages in their wake. Andrew''s greatsword danced before him, creating a dense web of de shadows that shed with the ws, sending massive showers of sparks flying. With a tearing sound, one side of Andrew''s body was torn open as a w barely grazed him, ripping a deep gash that sent blood gushing out. The werewolf lifted his bloodstained w to his mouth and licked it. Standing upright, he grinned viciously. "Boy, you should be careful.


    Next time, I might tear half your body off." Andrew''s face remained expressionless. The torn wound slowly closed, and the bleeding stopped within moments. Such rapid recovery caused Kan''s triumphantughter to falter slightly. Andrew exhaled sharply, the sound like a bellows. His chest was. pounding as his muscles bulged one by one. Kan''s eyes narrowed. His face showed no fear, but his heart was beating fast. ---- ''Is this guy even human? Why is his body changing so much like our sacred race?


    He has the speed and power of the werewolf n, plus the freakish recovery and agility of vampires. No.., Something''s wrong with him. I absolutely can''t let him live!'' Those thoughts shed through Kaelen''s mind in an instant. He rose upright and swung his steel ws again,unching another attack. At the same time, Andrew''s greatsword traced a perfect arc through the air. Two crisp ngs rang out as the de struck Kaelen at the exact moment his strength began to drop. The massive ws veered sideways, suddenly out of control.


    The recoil hit Kaelen at the worst possible moment, making his body feel violently unbnced. A powerful sense of danger washed over Kan, and he let out a furious roar in panic. His fur rippled as muscle mass surged rapidly toward his abdomen. Even so, Andrew''s perfectly executed strike still sliced open Kan''s belly. Beneathyers of dense, hardened muscle, the werewolf''s massive organs were exposed. The intense pain forced Kaelen to grunt and stagger back two steps.


    He clutched his abdomen as energy surged, quickly ---- sealing the wound It was the same kind of terrifying regeneration. However, it only forced the gaping wound to close. The torn muscle did not fully heal, and blood dripped from the werewolf''s fur like raindrops, pattering onto the ground. Compared to Andrew''s recovery, even Kaelen, a Werewolf Lord, fell short. Andrew keenly noticed this difference, and Kan realized it too. His already ugly werewolf face became even more twisted. This human before him was clearly inferior in overall strength.


    Yet somehow, the man had managed to wound him, and thatst strike had been dangerously close to being fatal. At least in the past 200 years, Kan had not encountered such a situation inbat. Consumed by rage, he lost his cool andunched his most powerful charge, dropping to all fours again as he rushed at Andrew. This time, he would crush this human''s skull! The werewolf''s speed advantage came into full y once more. But this time, Andrew was ready. Under Kan and Nyx''s shocked gaze, Andrew slung his greatsword onto his back.


    He, too, dropped to all fours like a ---- hunting cheetah and began his own sprint. However, unlike Kan''s straightforward assault, Andrew moved like a perfect predator. His spine rolled, and his muscles controlled every step with wless precision, Both fighters roared. Kan''s howl was rough and savage, filled with murderous intent. Meanwhile, Andrew''s roar was low and distorted, almost human yet not quite. Kaelen''s steel ws mmed down from midair, capable of tearing even a mountain apart. However, Andrew flipped through the air with perfect control.


    The strike missed, crashing through the space beneath him. In that instant, Andrew had already drawn his sword. Crimson light zed in his eyes, and without even looking, he drove the de straight down. The greatsword pierced Kaelen''s arm as if cutting through butter. The werewolf rose upright and screamed toward the sky. This time, his roar was no longer dominant and overpowering. It was hoarse, broken, and filled with pain.