Fenrir, Chief of the Mercenary Gang.

He had the Class 'Warlord', a B-Tier Class, and 5 Skills at his disposal.

[Greater Fiery Power]. [Greater Pure Boost]. [Greater Iron Fortress]. [War Cry]. [Beast Mode].

Three of these Skills were B-Tier Skills, while the two others were C-Tier.

He was also Level 145, the strongest man recognized in the Underworld.

Alongside his experience in combat, his Privileges as a Warlord, and the multiple Skills at his disposal, he had one more thing that made him known to be invincible.

The fact that he had killed a Dragon Commander!

All of that culminated into the one known as the Chief of the Mercenary Gang.

—An unstoppable force of VIOLENCE!

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~WHOOSH!~

In a harsh breath of wind, Fenrir made his first move, rushing towards the still Elf with a powerful fist directed at her face.

Sure, it would disfigure it, but Fenrir was assured that she would survive.

~BOOOOOOMMMM!~

The earth shattered as his fist made impact, causing debris to fly in multiple directions as smoke rose from the Elf's position.

While he didn't hear her screams and groans, he imagined it was frowned by the loud noise of destruction that he caused.

… He was wrong.

"H-huh…" Fenrir thought his eyes were deceiving him as he looked at a standing silhouette within the smoke.

A second later, and the winds carried away all that obstructed his sight so he could see the being who stood upright before him.

It was none other than Aurora.

She maintained her position, and the calm expression on her face had not been altered in the slightest.

While everything around her had suffered from the effects of Fenrir's punch, the platform she stood on was absolutely fine.

And it was all thanks to the near-white translucent barrier that formed a sort of semi-sphere around her.

"Hoh? Nice defense!" Fenrir commented, despite his usual habit of not speaking during fights.

The fact that the Elf kept staring at him with such defiant eyes unnerved him a little.

What was previously amusing for him slowly started to get annoying.

Fenrir wasn't satisfied any longer.

~VWOOOSH!~

Another powerful blow was sent towards Aurora, this time with bursting flames coating Fenrir's entire fist.

The result?

~BOOOOOOM!~

A massive explosion rose from the point of impact, causing heated winds to fly on and about the area.

The rest of the Mercenary Gang braced themselves due to the impact, and the Elves behind Aurora did the same.

However…

"Stop. It's useless."

… Aurora and her barrier remained intact.

'H-huh…? What's going on?'

Fenrir had never seen anyone capable of defending against two of his attacks so casually.

Perhaps the Grand Mage of the Kingdom could do so, but she was just one person.

Besides, she would have to cast a Spell for that.

'Hold on! This is an Elf! I can't hold her to the same standards as the others!'

Fenrir shook off the anxiety that was slowly building up within him.

He didn't want to entertain the possibility of losing just yet.

Not when he hadn't fully revealed all the cards on his shoulders.

'What of [War Cry]?'

"URAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Fenrir activated his debuff Skill, ensuring his roar filled the entire space where everyone occupied.

[War Cry] had two primary functions.

One was to boost the strength of his allies, and the other was to reduce the power of his enemy.

He could only choose one of the functions, and the cooldown rate was quite long, which was why it remained a C-Tier Skill despite its incredible use.

Once he was done activating the Skill, he sent one more fiery strike towards his adversary, this time putting his back into it.

~BOOOOOOMM!~

The earth shook, threatening to cave in completely, as the barrier soaked in the impact of his strike.

Fenrir felt as though he broke through the barrier and shattered the woman's jaw, but that could have as well been his imagination.

Still, by utilizing [War Cry], he was assured that Aurora's abilities would have drastically reduced.

It wouldn't be long until—

"Why don't you just stop now? I already told you that it's of no use…" Aurora's disconcerted tone shattered the reality that Fenrir was living in.

Winds scattered the dust and smoke that danced around her, revealing how her barrier was still standing.

"What?!" Fenrir found himself in confusion at this point.

'What Tier is that Barrier? A-Tier?' Was that perhaps why he couldn't make a dent in it?

No… even if it was A-Tier, it shouldn't have survived that long against his strikes.

All the Skills he had used so far already placed him around the level of an A-Tier, especially coupled with his Warlord Privileges

—one of which stated:

~Your power will drastically rise by 50 percent when facing someone with a Tier higher than you.~

He also had several Items on that made it so that he was an unstoppable force of destruction.

Adding all these factors together, he was confident that he could defeat an A-Tier target.

So why wasn't he winning?!

"Tch!" Fenrir clicked his tongue.

He had to admit that Aurora was far stronger than he expected and he still didn't know the depths of her strength.

'Now that it's come to this, I'll just have to go all-out.'

That meant activating his final Skill… [Beast Mode].

~VWUUUUMMM!!~

Misty energy swirled around Fenrir as his body underwent a rapid transformation.

His black hair turned white nearly instantly, and his body began to grow fur at an unbelievable rate.

Fenrir discarded his human appearance and took on the form of something else.

Like a wolf, but not completely one.

He still had human-like muscles, and he was bipedal, however, he now had a wolf tail, wolf limbs, and a wolf head.

He stood at least eight feet tall, and his huge body was beyond threatening.

It was primal.

At this point, his power had long transcended what it used to be.

"ROAAAAARRRHHHHH!!!" He let out, allowing shockwaves to ripple through the air and crash upon everyone who was within the vicinity.

A powerful pressure was sent down to everyone who watched

—all thanks to Fenrir's transformation.

Despite it being a mere C-Tier Skill, [Beast Mode] gave Fenrir the ability of a predator; one whose bloodlust was insatiable, and his desires endless.

It boosted his Combat Ability and presence to a magnificent degree of 100%, hence making him a walking calamity.

His additional Items also had their effects improved thanks to his 'Equip Limit' increasing.

His current strength had more to do with compatibility rather than sheer power, but it was effective regardless.

At this moment, Fenrir was truly a beast.

'Now then…' He growled as he looked down on the Elf who had no choice but to look up to him.

'… Time for round two!'

Moving faster than anyone's eyes could possibly perceive, Fenrir rushed towards his target like a wild beast and sent both hands rushing toward her for a claw attack.

His body was still burning red thanks to his [Greater Fiery Power] Skill, so adding the intensity of such a flaming aura to claws that distorted the air itself….

… The result had to be catastrophic!

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