Chapter 492 Victor's Transformation 2(Bonus Chapter)
Giant Shadow Werewolves were all in possession of white fur in their werewolf form.
There was a generational reason for this. One that had been passed down from generation to generation.
For hundreds of years, it had never changed.
In fact, it was a part of their identity.
When Giant Shadow Werewolves moved, it gave one the impression that the wind had passed. This was especially true since their white fur against light had certain properties that gave one the impression that they could not be seen when moving very fast.
Hence their name. Given the incredibility of their nature,
Even when other kinds of werewolves, like the Ironback Werewolf, married into the Giant Shadow Werewolf Pack, it was always the same with the offspring.
The genes that the Giant Shadow Werewolf Pack carried were just that strong and incredible.
There had never been a deviation from this norm.
At least, not until now.
Whenever Moses transformed into a werewolf, his human frame would get bigger, and then his white fur would suddenly grow out of his skin.
The shape of his face would change as his face became longer, like that of a wolf.
His chest would also get broader, and his legs would instantly change shape.
For all werewolves, the first transformation was a very painful process.
In fact, there were many who cried during the process. It was only expected.
For this reason, it was advised to only transform on the night of a full moon.
The energy from the full moon usually makes the process much easier.
However, right now, right here, Moses watched with his jaws dropped at Victor's transformation.
Firstly, the change was not like that of others.
His fur, not white in color, did not just grow on his skin.
Instead, to the onlookers, it was as if a monster dwelling deep within Victor's body was breaking out to the surface.
His skin tore as the monster within expanded it to reveal itself.
It was truly like a butterfly breaking out of its cocoon.
Of course, this happened when Moses thought that Victor was going to die.
Just the usual transformation process was very painful and needed the aid of the full moon.
However, Victor did not have the full moon to aid him, but he still had to push the process to fruition. The surprising thing was that he did not shout in pain for even a moment.
The look of determination in Victor's eyes was as if he were telling the world that he was more angry at himself than the pain he felt.
The old woman, shocked by the sudden turn of events, backed off in a panic.
She did not understand what was happening.
The bindings about Victor's body to the walls were torn loose.
Those who did not want to let him go, he freed himself with his claws, as dicey-looking as freshly made blades.
Lenny, on the other hand, remained on his couch, enjoying the show. He looked at Victor like a father who was watching his own child grow into a man by mounting his first Warhorse.
With how Gory the transformation was, it might as well have been a porno in Lenny's eyes, and he enjoyed every moment of it.
The tearing of the skin also meant the bursting of blood vessels into the environment, and the muscle fibers on Victor's new body looked like they were metal cables intertwined together.
It was indeed a spectacle to behold.
"Yes boy!" Lenny hailed the transformation.
The beginning was slow, but in no time, it became faster as the werewolf fully broke out of the skin.
Victor was twice the size he had been. This was both in height and in size.
He was almost eight feet in height, blessed with a robust, proud chest that led to a slim waist and thick thighs the size of mortars.
All of which screamed the magnificent power he was packing into those muscles.
His skin was red, and that was not just because of the issue with the blood on his skin.
It was because of his fur. It was unlike any werewolf that Moses had ever seen.
It was wild and red as blood; he was obviously a werewolf. However, his fur was about his head like the proud mane of a lion.
In this closed space, the wind did not blow, but the mane danced lightly in the air.
It was as if it reacted to the energy in the air.
Victor slowly raised his hands, now turned limbs and claws meant for a bloody hunter.
On the ground was the skin he had shredded, a composition of blood, his white hair, and his former self.
Just then, the old woman, in her panic over what was going on, backed away from him.
Fear overwhelmed her, and she turned in a particular direction as she sought to run away.
Victor had not even looked in her direction. He still looked and admired his new form.
However, the mane on his body, sensitive to every shift in the air and about his body, swayed a bit, and Lenny could swear that he had seen little sparks of electricity from it.
Victor suddenly raised his head, and at the exact moment he did, he disappeared from view and appeared right before the old woman's escaping part.
If Giant Shadow Werewolves moved like the wind, then Victor right now moved like he was a red blur.
At least, that was what Moses saw.
However, Lenny saw otherwise, and it was incredible in his sight.
This was not just speed.
It was a change of position caused by the disintegration of cells and molding them back again at the desired location.
If this was his former world, some might say that it was teleportation. But Lenny could actively see, with the aid of the Satan system, that Victor could break down his cells and move at will.
"Incredible!" Lenny thought to himself.
But the show was not yet over.
Victor stood before the old woman, and his eyes, a striking blue, aimed at her.
At the moment, the memories of those that he had stolen from the wall, as well as their pain, fluttered through his mind.
(Authors note: Still in the business of accepting gifts, please. Showing some love is a big encouragement, guys.)
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