Interspecies Training Manual

"In your current state, do you really think you can hold me back?"

Kylo's muscles bulged, his hair stood on end, and the aura was stretched so wide it made a loud noise.

Cracks spread across the ring, but were quickly repaired by magic.

"How will you know if you don't try?"

Celia knelt on the ground, one hand supporting her on the ground, the other hand reaching out in a clasping motion.

She didn't care how long she trapped the werewolf; she just wanted her master to leave safely.

"What a slave who would willingly die for his master."

Seeing the determination in her eyes, Kailo realized that her loyalty to Roan seemed to come from the bottom of her heart.

Shouldn't slaves have boundless awe and fear towards their masters?

He couldn't understand it, so he exerted force again, and the halo exploded outward by an inch.

Celia's body trembled, and a trace of crimson blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

"Celia, hang in there a little longer!"

Seeing that Carol was trapped in place and unable to move, Luo An thought of a possibility.

Without hesitation, he added the remaining 10 attribute points to "Spirit".

This is the only way to survive right now.

The moment the attribute points were reset to zero, "Spirit" reached 20 points.

This is an even higher number than Celia's!

A vast magical power surged forth from his body.

A pure magical aura flowed throughout his body, his robes fluttered without wind, and he radiated a blue glow.

Luo An felt that the magical power within his body had reached an unprecedented level.

Only by using the abundant magic power available now can the Great Fireball spell be unleashed to its full potential.

Roan didn't believe that Kylo could withstand B-rank magic.

Raise both hands, palms loosely clasped.

Magic surged in like seawater, and a fireball rapidly expanded from the small dot.

The size of a fist, the size of a washbasin, the size of a water tank...

This is a far more powerful Fireball spell than the one used when facing the goblin shaman in the forest.

The scorching heat evaporated the surrounding air, causing the temperature inside the farm to soar suddenly, and the weeds on the ground to turn yellow and wither rapidly.

Kylo's atavistic body generated an instinctive sense of danger.

"How...is this possible?"

As the fireball gradually engulfed half the field, Kylo's voice began to tremble.

The aura emanating from the giant fireball was so intense that if you didn't dodge, you would truly die.

It's already incredible that Roan, just a farmer's son, has come into contact with magic.

How could someone possess such abundant magical power to cast magic of this level?

Kylo considered himself to be very knowledgeable, but the scene before him was beyond his comprehension.

The veins beneath his fur bulged high, and his muscles swelled again, as he used the power within him to its limit at this moment.

The cracks on the aperture were increasing, as if it would shatter at any moment.

Celia was trembling all over, and blood was flowing from her eyes, ears, nose and mouth, dripping down her skin and onto the soil.

Her magic was nearly exhausted, and forcibly maintaining the aura from collapsing was tantamount to burning her own life force.

But Celia did not give up.

The magical light on his palm was so faint as to be almost imperceptible, but the halo that immobilized Kylo remained unbroken.

Each time Kylo expanded his aura, more blood gushed from Celia's lips, only to tighten again.

She looked at the fireball her master had conjured.

Celia knew that if she let go now, the werewolf's speed would definitely allow her to dodge.

If the fireball misses, both she and her master will be killed.

In the end, the owner still refused to abandon her and leave alone.

Therefore, even when her body is in excruciating pain, Celia will never let go.

This was the only thing she could do for her master.

"Master...hurry up."

Celia prayed.

Seeing her pained expression from a distance, Luo An knew that she was probably reaching her limit.

At this moment, the fireball that had enveloped the field completely coalesced into shape.

"Go to hell!"

The instant it was released, a blazing fireball fell from the sky, emitting a dazzling light like the sun.

Kylo's eyes widened, the fireball in his pupils growing larger and larger, the terror of death enveloping him until the flames completely consumed him.

The fireball exploded, and the sky above the farm shone as brightly as day.

The intense light illuminated the edge of the entire forest, and scorching heat waves spread outwards, engulfing all the debris in the farm.

The flames did not last long.

After the light faded, a huge crater appeared where Kylo had stood on the scorched earth.

In the center of the crater, Kylo lay on the ground.

His atavism has disappeared, and his lower body is almost completely burned.

The gray fur was burned away, revealing large patches of charred, blood-soaked skin.

The faint rise and fall of his chest proved that he still had a breath left.

Kylo's face was half burned and bloody, with only a slit visible under his eyelid.

A figure walked towards him in his line of sight.

Kylo couldn't understand how he, as an elite slave under his master's command, could be defeated by this human boy whom he had never taken seriously.

When he accepted the task, he never considered the possibility of failing to complete it.

Kylo didn't think he was going to die until the fireball hit.

"Luan Bell".

With each word he uttered, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

His life force was gradually fading away, and Kylo knew he was not going to survive.

"The entire territory belongs to the master; whatever the master desires, he will never fail to obtain."

"You and your elven slaves will both die, and the farm will return to its master."

Luo An, holding an iron sword, walked up to the werewolf.

"I originally just wanted to stay on the farm, but Brian got interested in it first."

"Just for the sake of the farms within his territory, how many people who once fought for him in the Guardian Corps have Brian killed under the pretext of 'monster attacks'?"

He understood that from the moment Brian tried to take the farm, he would be in endless danger.

The clandestine methods will never cease.

Unless you have a higher position than Brian, or you kill him.

Otherwise, this greedy lord would not have given up his claim to the farm.

"You even know about this kind of thing?"

Kylo's pupils constricted slightly.

The master entrusted the monster attacks to these slaves in secret, so that no one else could know about them.

How could Luo An, an ordinary farmer,...

"Is it really as I thought?"

Luo An sneered.

This had always been just speculation, but now it has been confirmed.

"So you're saying Brian isn't going to let me go?"

"But how can you say for sure who lives and who dies?"

Luo An lifted the iron sword with both hands and plunged it into Kylo's chest.

"Unfortunately, you won't see the ending."

Kylo's pupils lost their luster, his body froze on the spot, and he stopped breathing completely.

Luo An's tense expression finally relaxed.

The abdominal pain and dizziness from the exhaustion of magic followed, but Roan did not collapse. He went to Celia's side and checked her injuries.

Fortunately, she only fainted due to the forced overdraft of her magic power after being severely injured, and her life was not in danger.

He carried Celia step by step back to the farmhouse.

Luo An gazed at the moonlight in the night sky.

The werewolf that Brian sent died, which will be a huge surprise.

In his mind, this powerful werewolf slave was more than capable of dealing with him.

The master can sense the death of a slave through the slave contract.

Having survived this time, Brian will certainly not underestimate him again.

What will happen next?

He will only face even fiercer retaliation.

Roan recalled Brian's hypocrisy in front of the guards.

"It seems I have to become a celebrity in this area."

Luo An was making plans in his mind.

Rather than passively accepting attacks from the shadows, it's better to take the initiative.

"In this way, no matter how dissatisfied Brian is, he can only use inconspicuous means to maintain his carefully crafted image as a lord."