Beastmaster King

At that moment, only Happy and the vulture within the Flame Spirit Domain knew what was happening. They stared in shock at the domain, which resembled the netherworld of the Other Shore, burning with hellfire.

Opposite them stood a god of death. It was a huge humanoid deity surrounded by netherflame. It had a pair of massive black-flame crow wings. Its face was not human—its eyes were inhuman, and it bore a crow-like beak, exuding an aura of pure malevolence.

This was unmistakably the core of the domain skill from Lu Ran’s modified Flame Spirit Domain. After all, his opponent was a first-generation beastmaster. Even if the opponent lacked a domain, Lu Ran couldn’t bridge the big level gap by relying solely on his own Flame Spirit Domain to defeat him.

However, if Dark Crow’s Death Crow possessed Lu Ran while he unleashed the domain, things would be different. Lu Ran’s already formidable strength would undergo a qualitative transformation.

The reason Lu Ran hadn’t summoned both crows was that he needed one crow to possess him for reinforcement. Keeping it ready in a card allowed for faster possession than summoning it directly. This was what Lu Ran meant by using his domain to help his familiars master theirs.

This was also the source of the confidence that allowed Lu Ran to send out Dark Crow, who was not suited for arena battles, against a first-generation opponent.

Within the domain, Happy stared at the fiery crow-god phantom wielding a black-feathered sword.

“Monster... Didn’t you promise to go easy on me?” A trace of fear welled up in his heart.

He had no idea what would happen next.

Will I end up like Jack... dying here?

The moment Happy’s fear overcame him, the huge Flame Crow God let out a sinister laugh.