Chapter 1009: Tezulo vs Trast Saint

At that moment, endless anger and despair surged in his heart. He widened his eyes and roared at the group of hateful Celestial Dragons at the top of his lungs.

But just because of this insignificant act of resistance, he was regarded as a heinous criminal, and from then on he was charged with an unforgivable crime and became a criminal.

What's even more cruel is that those heartless guys also branded him with the mark of the celestial dragon's hoof, which represents shame and pain.

If Tiger had not bravely caused a big disturbance in Marijoa and caused a huge chaos, he would probably have been tortured and died tragically in that dark and damp prison.

"As early as ten years ago, I was already what you call a prisoner." Tezoro's voice seemed to come from the Netherworld, gloomy and bone-chilling.

"After all, from the moment I learned about what happened to Stella, I made a vow to kill those high-handed Celestial Dragons with my own hands and avenge her!"

When the last word was squeezed out from between his teeth, Saint Trast felt a chill coming at him, and his eyes became extremely cold in an instant.

"Insanity!"

Along with this low roar, a powerful aura suddenly burst out from Saint Trast, and his body changed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, he had completed the transformation from human to beast, and his entire body became extremely tall and mighty, like an unshakable mountain.

His arms, which were already strong and powerful, now expanded rapidly as if they were inflated, with solid muscles bulging high as if containing endless power.

The muscle lines on his arms are clearly visible, and every slight tremor exudes a heart-pounding deterrent force.

At the same time, Saint Trast's body was covered with a layer of earth-brown fur, which was thick and textured, giving people an indestructible feeling.

It fit tightly against his skin, as if it were one with him.

The most eye-catching thing is the jade-white horn that suddenly emerged from his head.

This unicorn horn is like a fine work of art, crystal clear and emitting a faint luster.

At its top, blue and white lightning flickered and jumped from time to time, interweaving into dazzling rays of light, illuminating the surrounding space like a dream.

These lightning bolts seem to have infinite power, and people will be frightened just by looking at them.

"Mythical beast species!" Tesoro widened his eyes, looking at the amazing changes in Saint Trast in disbelief. It seemed as if these three words were squeezed out with difficulty from between his clenched teeth.

Just as he shouted these words, Saint Trast rushed towards him like a bolt of lightning.

The speed was so fast that it was almost difficult to catch a glimpse of its figure.

In the blink of an eye, Saint Trast rushed in front of Tesoro, and his fist, as hard as a sledgehammer, smashed into Tesoro with a sharp sound of breaking through the wind.

Faced with such a fierce attack, Tesoro did not dare to be negligent at all. He reacted quickly, clenched his fists tightly, and crossed his arms to protect his chest.

Just when Saint Trast's fist was about to hit him, a loud "dong~~~" sound was heard, as if a huge golden bell suddenly fell to the ground, making a deafening sound.

The loud noise not only made the surrounding air tremble, but also caused the entire building to shake violently.

Bricks and stones on the walls fell off one after another, and deep cracks appeared on the ground, as if it would collapse at any time.

And Tezoro, who was in the middle of it, was like a small boat in the center of the storm, shaking under the impact of this powerful force.