Bloodline of Gods: The Genius at Olympus Academy!

Chapter 40 40. Kain's offensive

Kain suddenly halted his thoughts and laughed

'It had been too damn long!'

His cold and emotionless facade had been completely shattered. Now, his face had morphed into a crazed grin as blood flowed down from his forehead, streaking across his features like war paint.

The drums of war pounded relentlessly in his mind.

This was the kind of battle he craved—the kind where he could feel the sting of injury, where there was even the slightest hint of risk. It was a battle that truly made his blood boil, where the thrill of danger was palpable, and the line between life and death blurred!

Kain pulled out another sword, his eyes gleaming with an unholy fire. Now armed with a blade in each hand, he was completely fearless, a whirlwind of death and chaos.

[Bloodlust!]

Activating the divine technique, the aura around Kain twisted and churned violently, a thick, red mist seeping from his body.

The bloodlust was so intense that even the spectators in the stands could feel it. It was a suffocating presence so daunting that it made even the lionesses hesitate, their primal instincts recognizing a predator, a killer in fact, that was far more dangerous than themselves.

Even the mighty Lion King paused, as its colossal frame trembled slightly under the rush of Kain's overwhelming killing intent.

But Kain didn't wait. If they wouldn't come to him, he would bring the fight to them.

With a thunderous stomp that cracked the arena floor, Kain surged forward, tearing through the ground like a living meteor.

In a blink, he was in front of the Lion King, his twin swords blazing with crimson divinity as he brought them down in a vicious, X-shaped slash.

"Bang!"

The Lion King raised its massive paw to guard against the attack, but the force behind Kain's strike was immense, sending shockwaves through the arena.

Sparks flew as Kain's swords clashed against the beast's metallic fur, a screeching sound that echoed like the wail of damned souls.

The attack had a minimal effect but Kain wasn't finished. His figure flickered, disappearing from sight, only to reappear above the Lion King's back. With a powerful spin, he slashed down with all his might.

"Bang!"

The beast roared in pain, but Kain's face darkened. Despite the power behind his strike, he had only managed to leave a faint mark on the creature's hide.

The Lion King's defenses were near impenetrable after being bolstered by the mysterious light that had arced off the lionesses and into the beast earlier.

"Fine," Kain muttered through gritted teeth, his resolve hardening. "I'll just change the strategy."

Without hesitation, Kain ran along the Lion King's back, his speed blurring his movements as he stepped onto its massive head.

The Lion King was enraged by such a blatant display of disrespect and let out an earth-shaking roar, but Kain paid it no mind. Instead, he leaped into the air, and a horrifying aura descended upon the arena.

A blackish-red light engulfed Kain's swords as his voice boomed with divine authority.

[Millennium Killing Sword!]

A bone-chilling storm erupted from the blades, a swirling vortex of countless roaring skulls, their hollow eyes filled with the agony of a thousand wars

But Kain wasn't done. He brought the two swords together, and with a powerful twist of his body, the storm around his swords, wrapped around his body transforming him into a mind-numbing tornado that embodied war and death itself.

The killing tornado, a vortex of pure destruction, descended from the sky like the wrath of the gods, crashing down upon a pair of helpless lionesses.

Kain's swords, bathed in the bloodlust of the Millennium Killing Sword, slashed through the creatures. But this time, it wasn't an instant kill.

The Lion King's defensive aura still protected them, but faced with this hinderance, Kain's resolve to kill them only grew stronger.

His eyes turned a deep, ominous red, crimson lightning crackling from his pupils until the whites of his eyes were completely consumed, making them appear as if they had been soaked in an ocean of blood.

[Bloodlust!]

The divine technique surged within him, deeper and more ferocious than ever before. His muscles bulged, adrenaline pumping through his veins like molten fire

Kain roared, his voice containing a godly war cry that shook the very foundations of the arena as his swords tore through the lionesses like a raging river, sending their heads soaring into the sky.

A fountain of blood erupted from their necks, drenching Kain's body in a crimson rain.

His now blood-soaked eyes scanned the remaining lions, locking onto his next victim with a savage grin. Without hesitation, he charged forward, his movements an eerie blur of blood red divinity.

The Lion King, realizing the danger, let out a devastating roar and charged to block Kain's path. But all it received in response was a cold, disdainful snort from the warrior.

The Lion King's defense was formidable, Kain admitted that much. But if you looked at it from another perspective then the only thing of note to Kain was also the beasts formidable defence.

If he ignored that then their really was nothing left for Kain to fear,

If the beasts dared to confront him head on then Kain would face it on fearlessly. When it came down to a contest of strength Kain never once thought he could lose!

With a roar that echoed the fury of a thousand battles, Kain swung his swords with unmatched ferocity, the air itself trembling under the force of his strikes.

The Lion King's massive frame shuddered as Kain's blades clashed against its hide, sparks flying like molten steel, but this time, the Lion King felt the sting. Kain's relentless assault was like a storm, each strike more powerful than the last, as he pushed the beast back, step by step.

"Get out of my way!" Kain roared a thunderous command that shook the arena.

His skin glowed an ominous red as his muscles expanded, his veins bulging with what felt like infinite raw power.