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    ---- Chapter 3106 Andrew and Godyer were mmed brutally by Ragnar and smashed directly into the fortress wall. Rubble rained down in all directions. Andrew grunted. If this had been before, he would have definitely coughed up blood. However, at this moment, he only felt intense pain throughout his body before recovering Compared to before, his body had clearly grown tougher by more than one level, and that realization shed through his mind. Gripping his sword, Andrew faced Ragnar from a distance, his expression ice cold. Ragnar stared back at Andrew with equally savage eyes.


    He could not quite figure out how this weak human was still alive. Thatst hit should have split open even those of Edmund and Kaelen. Yet this human seemed only somewhat hurt, with no major damage. Low growls squeezed out of Ragnar''s throat. Andrew''s eye suddenly widened as he watched a werewolf, not particrly massive, slowly transforming before him. ---- Muscles emerged on Ragnar''s withered body. Blue-green blood vessels appeared one by one, blood flowing through them as they spread across his entire form. The transformed werewolf stood only about 15 feet tall.


    Though imposing, it was still significantly smallerpared to werewolf princes like Edmund and Kaelen. Yet, Ragnar''s werewolf form gave Andrew an indescribable sense of danger. When those amber, savage eyes locked onto him, Andrew felt every hair on his body stand on end "You should be proud that a mere human like you managed to make me reveal my true form to kill!" Ragnar growled, then charged forward Andrew thrust his great sword forward, his eyes turning equally fierce. With a ng, Ragnar''s werewolf w knocked the sword aside.


    His other w moved at blinding speed and grabbed for Andrew''s throat. Andrew tilted his head, his legs intertwining as they wrapped around Ragnar''s thick werewolf neck, Both the man and the wolf crashed toward the ground. A huge crater exploded into existence. However, neither figure ---- could be seen inside it. When the dust settled slightly, Andrew and Ragnar''s forms emerged on opposite sides of the crater. Somehow, they had locked into another standoff. Ragnar''s amber pupils snapped into narrow slits. Dense dark energy coiled around his massive body.


    Andrew felt sharp pain prickling across his skin. He knew this aura far too well. It was the power of Fenrir, the First Werewolf Progenitor, devouring everything in its path. Without hesitation, the ck and crimson glow faded from Andrew''s greatsword. In its ce, zing white holy light erupted, and he shed forward. Ragnar roared as the holy light struck him head-on, sending him rolling across the ground for over 100 feet. Explosions crackled across his body as burns spread everywhere. He hissed, "That cursed Cathedral holy light.


    Are you from the Lomuia Grand Cathedral?" Then, Ragnar bellowed in fury before lunging forward again. His agile werewolf body flipped through the air with terrifying speed. Andrew retreated again and again, knowing that Ragnar was ---- nearly unbeatable in closebat. However, the holy light clearly harmed Ragnar. So, Andrew kept swinging his sword. Wave after wave of white radiance, like a surging river, mmed into Ragnar. Although the damage was not fatal, he waspletely enraged. He threw his head back and let out a long, piercing howl toward the sky.


    The already gloomy sky above the Hignd stronghold darkened even further, and it was as if night had fallen in an instant. Andrew''s heart sank. Sure enough, the ck clouds parted and revealed a full moon, and Ragnar''s body doubled in size. He now stood an astonishing 30 feet tall, moving like a beast. Even Kaelen and Edmund werepletely overshadowed. ''As expected of a Werewolf Progenitor'' Andrew thought and immediately grabbed his sword, sprinting across the ground. Thunderous footsteps chased after him.


    In just two breaths, Ragnar crossed the distance andnded directly in front of Andrew. He opened his massive jaws, and the stench rushing toward Andrew nearly made him vomit.