If Horace wasn't angry before, he is now. So he got on top of Lincoln and started choking him. Lincoln hits him in the face with his good shape arm, but this blow doesn't seem to affect the giant, so he chooses a different and unusual strategy. Lincoln grabbed Horace's balls, squeezed them, twisted them, and then pulled them down. The sound of skin ripping and the copious amount of blood flowing from his crotch was followed by Horace screaming in agony, releasing Lincoln, and bringing his hands to his genital area. The boy took the opportunity to grab the giant by the face and slam him to the ground.
For a moment, Horace stood motionless. Lincoln took the opportunity to rearrange his arm. The boy knew such a technique from all the times he had to help Lynn when she dislocated her joints.
Horace stood up slowly. His face reflected hatred and anger, because no one had succeeded in overthrowing him.
His instinct for blood was boiling, and his bloodlust was rising at full speed.
Horace grabbed Lincoln by the neck, slammed him to the ground, and then threw him into the wall. Horace took Lincoln by the neck again, slammed him into the wall, then to the ground, before beginning to stomp on him.
Lincoln was already spitting blood.
From the above, Lux smiled sadly. "It's a pity that my new slave will die. But seeing him on the ground feels good." Lux turned to see Venom with a smug expression. However, the professor was very calm.
Horace pressed harder against Lincoln's chest. Little by little, his ribs gave way to pressure.
While in a snowy forest, Lincoln saw his body from a third-person view across the red pond and the black wolf beside him.
"They are defeating you, child."
"Yes," Lincoln answered in an indifferent tone.
"Look!" the wolf points to Mr. Lux and his son. They both pointed and laughed out loud at the beating Lincoln was receiving. "It looks like those tight little bastards are having a lot of fun at the expense of your pain. And look who's over there! The brat who made fun of Giggles and your sister."
Lincoln saw the boy. Even though it was the first time he had seen him clearly, he couldn't be wrong because he recognized that annoying sarcastic laugh, "This bastard is arrogant."
"I think it's time to show him the true power of the White Wolf."
In Lincoln's hands appears a bowl filled with red liquid, until the black wolf interrupts him.
"Why do you only drink a small amount from this bowl?"
Lincoln understood what the wolf meant. The boy threw the bowl on the ground, then buried his face in the red liquid and began taking large gulps while the wolf smiled evilly.
-Back to the real world-
Horace raised his foot to take one last step. But as he lowered it, Lincoln's hands stopped him. Horace used more force, but his foot didn't drop an inch. Suddenly, Lincoln rose, grabbing Horace by the ankle. The albino boy executed a judo move, slamming Horace into the ground. He repeated the process three more times before turning him around and throwing him into the wall.
Lux and Charmaine stopped laughing at the power the boy possessed. Venomus, on the other hand, dropped his expression, wearing an expression of spiteful glee.
Horace fell to the ground, looking at the albino boy.
Lincoln wiped the blood from his mouth with the palm of his hand, then ran the blood through his bangs and lifted his hair, exposing his eyes. But this time, there was something different about them. The gray shadow in his pupils had turned red.
Horace got up and ran towards the boy. The giant struck just as he had at the beginning of the fight, leaving a hole in the ground, and just like then, it was dodged by Lincoln.
The albino boy scored three times on Horace's ribs, but this time the giant spat out blood. Horace attempted another hammer blow, but Lincoln jumped out of the way, then delivered a roundhouse kick that landed on Horace's jaw, dislocating it.
Horace placed his hands on his jaw to reset it, but that left his core guardless, which Lincoln took advantage of to connect a flurry of blows to his ribs, glutes, and stomach.
Lincoln's blows sent Horace flying back until he was trapped against the wall. Everyone present watched the scene in amazement.
Horace Mahoney.
Age: 35 years.
He was sentenced to death in the electric chair for multiple murders. Up to forty victims are attributed to him, not counting the policemen who died at his hands during the raid that led to his arrest. However, his large size and muscle mass prevented a successful execution. Since all of his murders were committed in one city, he could only be executed in that jurisdiction. For this reason, it was decided that if he was not executed, he would be punished with life imprisonment until Lux convinced him to be his fighter, with the promise of the ability to kill all of his rivals without any legal consequences. An offer Horace couldn't refuse.
So far, Bonebreaker has had a streak of 25 wins and no losses. That's why it was surprising to see something like what was happening. He was surrounded by a boy a little more than half Horace's size.
Horace took Lincoln by the shoulder and waist. Although he was beaten, Horace managed to catch him and lift him above his head, and then he began to bend like last time. Lincoln attacks again, this time sticking his middle finger into Horace's ear. The pain Horace felt made him throw Lincoln to the ground and begin stomping on his back. But Lincoln turns around and grabs him by the foot, and after a quick movement, he falls.
Without letting go of Horace's foot, Lincoln steps on Horace's thigh, breaking his femur. Unsatisfied with this, Lincoln put him in a leveraged submission, dislocating his ankle and kneecap, and finally breaking his tibia and fibula.
Horace's cry of pain shocked everyone present. With a powerful kick to the back, he sent Lincoln forward ten feet.