"I saw the animal I watched from documentaries to cartoons here; you are so sweet, but I have to slaughter you out of necessity. Don't take offense mammoths, you consist of energy but still seem a little wild!"
Nora was using the bodies of the animals trying to crush her with their giant bulks against them. Mammoths landing heavy blows with their trunks were hitting either the ground or another of their kin every time they missed.
"I wonder what Alis, who couldn't wear types looking like rank donkey meat in the previous circle, is doing; I wish I could see that wrinkled face of his!"
Just at this moment, Alis wandering half-naked in the lands dominated by ice sneezed.
"Someone mentioned me, let's hope for the best!"
Alis's small white hairs were standing on end; the warmth given by the last meal he ate was fading away slowly too.
"It won't work being half-naked like this; I'd better enter into tiny white mode!"
Alis was a snow rabbit; when he took his original form, his tiny white hairs grew longer, his body was covered with pure white fur.
Count Jashua was here too; unlike Nora who could use weapons, he was still fighting with his bare hands. Even in this state, it wasn't possible for him to be stopped by the mammoth herd; these living beings couldn't stand in front of the young man whose change hadn't stopped since he swallowed the relic carrying the bloodline of the First Sheikh.
There were only the disciples of the Bloody Moon Fiefdom in the third circle; others hadn't passed the second circle yet. The second circle was even harder compared to the first one, and trial participants unable to endure were being thrown out one by one.
"My Sheikh, although there are a few standout names this year, the general number will remain very low again!"
The Third Elder spoke rubbing his two hands; his slithering tongue like a snake and his agile body were in harmony.
"There is some stupidity in you too today Third, but I couldn't understand; what have I been telling since morning?"
The handsome man had no filter; he scolded the Third Elder of the Holy Blood Sect in front of all clans, fiefdoms, and even the public.
"So what if twenty people remain, so what if ten people remain. My sect never relied on numbers; when there was something it wanted, it went and took it. It crushed whoever appeared in front of it; although the previous sheikh was an exception in this regard, everyone should know that I don't resemble that senile old fool!"
When Atractivo badmouthed his master, the Second turned purple with rage; he was about to get up from his place any moment.
"Did you get angry Second when your master was badmouthed? Am I wrong; isn't he the one who let down the best of his Sect, isn't he the one who left his blood brother captive. Calling someone like this a senile old fool would be a compliment, so sit where you are!"
The Second bowed his head and did what was said; he knew the people the Sheikh mentioned very well and had not a single word to say on this subject.
Atractivo had opened his mouth three times and made references to the Second Elder, Ekaterina, and the Third Elder respectively. Although those directed at the beautiful woman were quite implicit, he had dragged his assistants through the mud.
"Young Lady, this man is starting to lose his marbles. It would be better if we leave!"
Bodyguards behind the beautiful woman, sensing the handsome man's attitudes were becoming unstable moment by moment, sought to get away without losing time.
"No need, his bark is worse than his bite!"
Ekaterina was daring; the movements of the Holy Blood Sect Sheikh she fixed her eyes on were not a threat element for her.
"My lady, he loses himself when there is no drink and woman by his side. We ask for your permission to use the entrusted items when the time comes!"
"Calm down!"
The overly protective attitude of the two men standing behind her annoyed her; according to her, these movements of Atractivo were no different from what an animal trying to impress its female did. The Sheikh, acting completely with his instincts, was doing all these to get her.
"Our children are dealing with their lives, what is this bastard after?"
"Be patient, almost there, these are his last show-offs!"
Conversations turning via voice transmission in clan stands were like this; although Atractivo didn't care, they were wondering about their disciples struggling in the Second Circle. One of these was Bloody Star Antuan; the young man was waiting at the entrance of the mass grave where the giant freak was.
"Thanks to the Third Elder, I know how to pass here, but still I need to gather my strength a little."
Antuan and his comrades, learning the trick thanks to his men inside, finished the Second Circle after a short effort. A Black Lily disciple and a few more people would join them.
There were three people inside the third circle, and twelve ready to enter it; the dreams of the remaining ones bad been shattered. This time no one leaped forward acting tough without using their time; they sat on the ground and tried to heal themselves until the end using regenerative medicines.
"Look at the previous trio, and look at these!"
"They can't hold a candle to the Bloody Moon Fiefdom!"
The crowd was examining what was happening too, comparing the trio and others with each other.
"Nora is proceeding in front of everyone in this test; what kind of power could lie under that beauty?"
"The one in white seemed to struggle but passed to the third circle in a completely solid state!"
Even psychological pressure couldn't move the remaining twelve people from their places; they remained rooted to the spot until the supervisors announced ten minutes were up.
While they were making an entrance to the circle, those inside had passed to the second part; Alis was in human form and had a coat made of mammoth fur on him.
He didn't have his red shirt inside his white suit, but his naked upper body carrying bloody traces would take its place. Muscle groups on his stomach were distinct separately; when muscles on his wide rib cage combined with them, he was walking in a dazzling state.
His mood was quite good until the road narrowed and entered inside a valley; he started getting angry when the giant mirror appearing in front of him blocked him, but he wasn't neglecting to examine his reflected image either.
"Oh baby, I swear I am a male beauty. Who would say the power animal representing the human side inside Nafız would be this handsome!"
He scanned himself from head to toe; his mood was slowly coming back when the surface rippled and a shape coming out prevented this.
The one appearing was a man reaching two meters in height, who gathered his blond hair in thick braids; his white skin and stubble were completed by ice-blue eyes.
The man attacked with the short-handled axe and large shield in his hand; Alis was in his target. The young boy wasn't surprised in the face of the unannounced attack; swinging the fur on his back towards the enemy, he took action too.
The man, whose field of vision was blocked, split the mammoth fur in two swinging his weapon and took a defensive stance turning his shield towards where the enemy stood. It was a logical move, but what he didn't know was that the tiny white had set out from the bottom of his feet towards his chin.
Alis proceeding like a bullet entered from the upper part of the neck, broke the skull, and came out back. He finished the job of the mountain-like warrior in a single move, but he knew this wouldn't end here.
Count Jashua, who entered the third circle before him, was face to face with three people surrounding him. Just like the man attacking Alis, with a short-handled axe in one hand and a large shield in the other, they were circling around the Young Count taking one step at a time.
"You were one became two, I crushed both of you became three. Wouldn't it be better if you all came out at once, you are stalling me in vain!"
While Count Jashua stood calmly inside the pentagram formed under his feet, blood color dominated his eyes.