Mormo had a bad feeling about his current situation, the hundreds of wolfs already start to spin around themselves and flew into his direction!

They were professional at group hunting.

Even if they were weak alone, together they were a force that even small clans will not want to trifle with easily.

Not to mention the leader of the pack which alone were a big headache to Mormo.

As they flew in Mormo direction, he sent third of his essence again to pick up three stone.

This time he put less power into them and more speed, while he made them spin around himself as fast as he could.

He extracted another 10 precent or so to work as a radar around him, and the other 20 percent stayed as reserve in his body.

Mormo could create a formless blade or arrow to help him, but it strained him too much. His brain had to work hard to keep it.

but which tool it much easier, no imagination and brain process power are required.

As the wolfs basically started to rain on him he formed a formless wall with spikes on it and send it in the direction opposite to the leader of the pack while running behind it.

The wall wasn't strong enough to stop even one wolfs but it did manage to hurt all of them to some degree which reduce their rotate power by a big margin.

Mormo used his radar to detect the weakest area and jumped there while the stone around him pushed any wolf that came in his direction.

He had to run from this pack, and for this he had to escape the encirclement.

The stone didn't manage to push all the wolfs from Mormo so some of them managed to hit him.

Fortunately, they couldn't land any damage on his body because his body was enchanted by his essence.

He did manage to walk in his desired direction, but the wolf just kept coming and the wolf eventually moved with him, so Mormo actions didn't really help much.

Mormo called back the essence that he used to create the formless wall while punching and kicking the wolfs which managed to bypass his stones.

Any wolf that got punched died on the spot, but it didn't make the other to stop! on the contrary they just became crazier as they kept attack him recklessly.

Mormo looked like a god of death, he was socked with blood while gore and flesh flew with every step he made.

His eyes turned crimson, he understood that he couldn't run in his current situation so he must to fight at list until the wolf numbers will reduce greatly.

He cleared his mind and thought about nothing but the fight, tried to escape as many attacks as possible while killing as much as he could.

While he had no other choice, he created a formless blade to attack or a formless wall to shield himself.

To his horror it doesn't matter how many he killed … more came.

While he didn't care much about his life he didn't want to die yet! He just managed to get his power and strength back! he wanted revenge! He wanted to kill all the people who made him suffer in the cruelest way he could think of.

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After less than 20 minutes the toll on Mormo body got too high for him to keep his power at maximum capacity and he had to reduce the amount of essence that he put in his muscle and skin.

It was even worse because his control over his essence got weaker and weaker due to exhaustion. He couldn't even think any more about moving stones to help him in his battle.

His radar couldn't detect the movement of his enemy as good as it had, so the enemy that moved in his blind spot managed to hit him, each hit leaving an open wound on his body.

He couldn't strengthen his body as he could in the start, so his injuries started to mount.

Mormo understood that his situation wasn't good and that in this rate he will die!

DEATH!

REVENGE!

DESTRUCTION!

Mormo thought about nothing but killing he cleared his mind while he dived into the sea of madness.

Thinking only about surviving he punch and kick, tried to throw as much corpse into the air to slow a little bit the coming wolf which flew in his direction none stop.

As time passed Mormo couldn't perform any more lethal formless weapons, and his punches couldn't kill his enemy with one hit.

"WHAHA HAHAH UAAAAA WHAHAHA WUAAA" a crazy laughter, an absolute horrible one escaped his lips.

From the beginning his sanity was somewhat questionable, but after so much pressure and injuries he gave in to his madness, he didn't think about defense anymore, just about killing!

Kill anything in his field of view! To see the world dye itself in red!

he put all the essence in his body into his arm as he punched only a single wolf, ignoring all the other who were just upon him.

his arm was too weak to hold so much power and his state was too poor to handle the power, so it exploded inside his arm, so the result was that his muscle in his punching arm just blew off! His hand was still intact and functioning, but the injury was grave.

The wolf stayed intact and even hold his own life, while Mormo flew from the impact backward luckily avoid the other wolf that attacked him.

Mormo was irritated, not because of his arm or the damage he sustained, he couldn't believe that the wolf stayed alive! He wanted it to vanish from the face of earth.

He stood up, shout his lung out with a crazy scream and then started to run while laughing hysterically into the direction of the still alive wolf. As he run in the wolf direction two other flew into Mormo direction from his both sides while spinning around themselves.

Mormo left his defense completely empty, so if they would hit him even once while spinning, he will die for sure!

He will turn into a grinded meat!

Mormo didn't thought about any of that he was left in his craziness he was left to his instincts.

He didn't active his radar ability, but he could feel that something was moving in his direction and he know that he will die if it will hit.

At this time, he didn't care about his life even a bit, but he was annoyed by the fact that they trying to prevent from killing his desired target.

"Annoying" Mormo thought while laughing crazily, he knew that if he will punch them, they will probably move aside but they will not die, and anything that annoyed him must vanish! He wanted to remove them.

Mormo checked and after confirming that both of his hands are still functioning normally, he put all his reminding essence around his hands! He turned his own hands into his sword! he didn't have to think too much as in the formless blade. It was even more easy than with a foreign object like his previous two-handed sword.

It wasn't that this idea was so shocking or innovative, but sometimes its hard for humans to think out of the box and find new solutions or way to do thing after they think that they know the answers or already had a working method. Sometimes it's harder to find simple solution than to find a complex one.

Mormo slashed both of his hands into the direction of the moving wolfs, and instinctively as the essence cut into the Wolfs bodies Mormo made them to fly and cut randomly into the wolfs internal organs!

Everything happened completely instinctive, all he wanted was to make them vanish!

It was possible because of the fact that the control over the essence was in 2-or-3-fold greater than when he rotated the essence around a foreign object and that the distance between his body and the wolf were much closer!

Mormo kept running while moving the essence back into his body as hundreds of tiny flesh parts flew everywhere around him, same power as before but much more terrible, his control was perfect, and his instincts made him terrible!

While running his crazy laughter kept echoing around him.

For the first time since the start of the battle some other emotion started to gleam in the attacking wolf eyes except completely unity, it was fear! A real and pure fear!

And Mormo which worked almost only on instincts, engulfed by madness was the first to notice that!