Rallying and Planning

"Which means we still have a chance to defeat him, Zero." Sparror spoke in a convincing tone.

The Ozmonian furrowed his eyes in incredulity towards his flaming subject who glared a hopeful stare right on him. A hope that the three of them still grasped a chance to put down The Distrunian once and for all within Sparror eyes.

"We may have a 60% chance of defeating this Distrunian, but it would be very risky based on my observation." Zero argued in a deep tone, "The risk is 80% chance The Distrunian will escape this battle and if he does, the earth will be doomed with his return due to he already gaining more strength that could wipe all of us. Unless…"

Sparror guessed in a confident tone "You can track his location right before that moment happen right?"

"90% correct. I just need more blood samples for my detector machine and finding a way to disable some of his power." Zero bickered. "So we will have 80% better chance of defeating this Distrunian."

"Yeah true and besides our combined power we managed to at least, knock him down," Sparror said encouragingly.

"Indeed." Blue Winter strengthened his fellow friend's points, "Anyway rather than continuing the argument, let's just continue our exciting fight."

"I agreed with Blue Winter because if we keep continuing fighting, we may find a fatal spot that can instantly turn the table."

The Flaming Hero upheld his molten palm beside his armory cheeks and Blue Winter extended his legs with the chilling, icy fist guarding the front sight. While Zero shrugged off both of his useful subjects.

Moreover, The Ozmonian snapped his metal finger to awaken the petit self from bluish sparkle slumber and locked the cautious stare from afar at the rampaging sand storm from afar. A sand storm was caused by Gunvalian's wild charging run that moved like an airplane on the ground.

"THIS IS ONE OF THE BEST MOMENTS FOR MY UPCOMING RETIREMENT!!!!" Gunvalian shouted out loudly within his mind as he got closer at three heroes' distance in less than a second.

The Distrunian soon shrunk down into a slimy, pitch-black wormhole that went down in an instance. With a sense of danger alerting their minds, Blue Winter and Zero hopped on their flaming ally's front sight.

Sparror extended both of his molten hands to create a flaming bubble that safely contained him and his fellow friends. The Flaming Hero sharpened his cautious glare to its surroundings especially on the below him. As a single string of green electricity was caught by The Ozmonian enlightened eyes, he glared towards his flaming subject with a cold gaze.

"Sparror, teleport now!!!" Zero commanded with a frantic tone.

"Thanks for the warning, Zero," Sparror spoke in a relieved tone.

Afterward, the flaming bubble dissolved without leaving any traces when Gunvalian leaped off from the very depth of the sudden wormhole like a shark that tried to take a bite of its unfortunate victim especially with his gripping red hand being taunted by orange energy. The Distrunian thrillingly smiled towards it as the wormhole made the last spin disappear from their eyes.

Gunvalian took out another weapon on his inventory-like backs and this time it was a neon green corpse hand that he held like holding a sword. Furthermore, The Distrunian hoisted his Arthurian gauntlet that spawned a bubbling shield in the front sight before he surveyed the whole surrounding and pressed his knees.

Each time Gunvalian anticipatingly rotated his sight, he only found an empty sign of the hero's sign. The chilling frozen wind kept passing by The unfazed Distrunian especially with a smile of happiness clouded through his face.

Until a sound of flame teleporting appeared precisely on Gunvalian near distance and it revealed Sparror with a dragon head gauntlet. The Flaming Hero quickly blasted off a raging flame blast that was, unfortunately, being blocked by The Distrunian bubbling shield.

Then, the flaming blast soon unleashed an enlarged blasting wave that caused Sparror to float above him. The Flaming Hero crushed his molten hand to summon a giant, dragon construct that bravely stood up and safely placed him right in the middle part.

The flamethrower vanished and in exchange, the dragon heaved up the crawling hand. A bursting flaming wave burst out below Gunvalian as he swiftly evaded it with a single dash.

However, Zero entered the scene from the ashes of towering flame with the metal body covered by flaming cloth and enlightened blue energy. Without hesitation, The Ozmonian willingly unleashed the combined energy onto Gunvalian's bubbling shield that instantly crumbled all the barrier surface into hundred pieces of shatter energy like a glass.

Showering jade blood was puke out by The Distrunian and fell down across the sand, creating a trail for the intrigued Zero. The Ozmonian leaped on the bloody spot with the boost on his rocket boots and pinned his sharp finger on the flat pool, jade blood.

Zero's injection-like finger began to suck some of the pieces and extracted the pieces into enlightened bluish energy to the metal arm. Created a soaring light on the containment-like street light that shone the darkness of the city momentarily.

Gunvalian who remained trapped in the floating state, gazed at his above to bear witness a scorching ball presence on above similar to the sun. The Distrunian hoisted his violet leg that propelled thunderous purple energy on the incoming sunrise punch.

Then, Blue Winter was launched within the sun with his flaming fist leading the charge and pridefully howled to his mighty foe. Gunvalian thrillingly glared at the incoming attack as the sniping leg freed the unstable blast for The Shaolin Warrior furious counterattack.

Blue Winter shot a crazed grin towards the upcoming violet projectile and swiftly caught the projectile with the flaming engulfing grips. As The Shaolin Warrior held tightly the blast, his hand was unstably vibrated even though there was protection from the flame cloth.

Unrelenting pain was endured by Blue Winter as his grip began to grasp the hotness of the energy, He bit his lips till it was bleeding and obtained an excited smile on the purplish projectile. The presence of an ice swarm emerged within the flaming palm that vastly devoured every striking string that the projectile lashed out.

Moreover, the ice swarms corrupted the violet projectile till it became a party ball-like ice sculpture that stuck on Blue Winter's grip. The Shaolin Warrior sighed in relief with his achievement as he turned the ice sculpture into a liquify energy ball that let it be absorbed by his body, creating a knuckle covered by a frostbite surface. In gladness, the flaming grip blazed through Blue Winter's whole body before he dissolved without leaving any physical presence left.

While Gunvalian kept getting further away from the heroes, he quickly took off another neon green hand sword from his back inventory with ease. Little jade blood may be puked out on his back, but a gentle smile looking at the sword became The Distrunian center of attention.

Therefore, Gunvalian shoved down the light-weighted sword, impaling the sandy ground deeply. An agrestal surge of jade electricity ascended from the very depth of the desert and waveringly moved towards the hero's direction.

"Wow, another impressive move." Blue Winter excitedly praised after he landed beside the towering dragon construct Sparror.

"Yeah, but….we better retreat right now," Sparror replied with an echoing, burn-like voice.

The dragon construct raised its clawed hand that summoned a flaming twister, bound on Blue Winter's whole body. While The Ozmonian snapped his finger to recall the petit self from blue sparkles slumber.

His petit self blessed him with hundreds of blue sparkles onto the armory body that swiftly changed Zero into pieces of sparkle. Then, the million blue sparkles flew to join the flaming twister, faster than the lightning could reach before it dissolved into nothingness. The Ozmonian regained his physical body when he spawned beside Blue Winter and entered the flaming twister.

As the wavering electricity was near to zap the heroes, they were all completely devoured by the vanishing flame in the blink of an eye. Even the towering dragon construct was dissolved too, leaving the electric wave aimlessly zap everything before it dimmed out around less than a second for the expansion of its existence.

"I realized that all my opponents are also improving their performance." Gunvalian spoke within his mind with a distorting voice, "This is much more fun to kill all of them at once especially you Sparror. Your head is mine!!"

Gunvalian turned to the right as his skin felt a soothing touch of flaming light. The Distrunian gazed at the gleaming energy monk with a mix of yellow and blue, each of the colors taking half of the parts.

Furthermore, the energy monk rode on a blazing wyvern intimidatingly roared at The Distrunian. In an exploding excitement, Gunvalian hoisted his arm-like sword before he initiated the charging counteract at the living construct.

Without hesitation, Gunvalian took a leap from the ground and readied himself to slain the construct beast warrior. His valiant sword piercingly stabbed both the monk and the dragon in one attack, also impaling the ground to make a smooth landing for The Distrunian.

Thus, a jade electricity wild spread at the struggling energy constructs bodies before it vaporizes them into dust in an instance alongside the electricity. Gunvalian hoisted his sword and placed it on the shoulder with a satisfied grin.

The Distrunian scolded to the left and he found the towering dragon presence appeared, far across his sight. A sigh of relief was let out from his huge jaw as the dragon constructed majestically standing like a morning sun.

On the dragon construct, Blue Winter was on the left side and Zero on the right side gazed down at their mighty foes who withstood a lot of their attacks. Therefore, another round of fighting was initiated to determine tonight's fate of the world.

Southern Shield rooms were given a path of shimmering light by the golden dragon statue from very above the interior. A golden that revealed various black ink paintings trapped inside the old, rusty paper on the right side, shiny golden way.

The art displays consisted of a half-naked, short hair young man unleashing a swiping kick from the left side, an old married couple who gently smiled, and lastly, a long hair girl with a hanfu gave a cheerful smirk to the world. A cheerful atmosphere drew Southern Shield's attention onto her as he stood in the middle of the rough, sandish ground. The Arrogant Shaolin sighed in relief as he darted the cheerful girl pictures and opened up a sheepish chortle.

His mind began to flash a memory of him sitting on the tough rooftop with the same girl on the artwork, seeing the cold moon arising before it brought Southern Shield to the present time. Afterwards, The Arrogant Shaolin rotated his position on the front side with a confident smirk and upheld the two of his fingers that were tightly lined up.

"Mayuri, I wish you could watch this miraculous return of the prideful Southern Shield!!" Southern Shield uttered in an excited tone.

Then, a tainted crimson mist erupted the whole golden arena in an instance and heated up Southern Shield's cautious eyes. A golden shield arose from the clutches of the blood-red floor and horizontally flew towards The Arrogant Shaolin direct.

Furthermore, the golden shield plunged the sharp edge on the tainted ground as Southern Shield calmly closed his eyes, capturing an inner peace within his mind inside the tainted red. A distorted echo of a desperate man roared through The Arrogant Shaolin ear, convinced him to extend his legs, and upheld the tightened fist on the front sight.

"Welcome back again, my disgraceful self." Southern Shield uttered deeply.

Southern Shield opened his sharp-shot eyes to witness his other self being painted with blood on his muscular body and black pants carved by a crimson hand mark on the knees part. The other-self furiously gritted his teeth and bloodshot eyes towards The Arrogant Shaolin like a furious beast.

"Alright, let's see if you can keep up with me and I am sure I could defeat you without my golden shield." Southern Shield taunted.

The fight was declared by the other-self furiously howled as he initiated a flying kick that flew like a missile. Southern Shield swiftly dashed to the left, letting the first attack from the opponent land on the crimson ground.

Hence, Southern Shield thrust a straight line punch precisely on its back that caused him to flung away and painfully screeched. The Arrogant Shaolin enthusiastically smiled as he watched his other self turn around with blazing anger corrupted his eyes. Southern Shield quickly launched a swiping kick right on his other self's cheeks with ease, but his feet were captured by a bloody skin grip that prevented a successful landing for his attack.

The Arrogant Shield furrowed in annoyance with the wrathful presence of the other-self eyes and forcefully shoved another kick on his other self right on the stomach. Unrelenting screams of pain were broadly announced from the other-self throat, freeing Southern Shield feet in the process.

Then, Southern Shield plunged an uppercut on his other self's stomach and smoothly landed without any prevention. Another scream was declared by the other-self especially he began to hold his stomach that recently endured a stone-hard knuckle.

"See, you are pathetic and a disgrace." Southern Shield mocked.

The mockery words burnt through the other-self minds as he harshly gritted his teeth in steaming anger. Moreover, the other self cut loose a tainting blood laser blast from his throat that freely moved towards Southern Shield's direction.

The Arrogant Shaolin immediately flipped to the right side, letting the blast hit an empty target before the other self rushingly retrieved back its blast. Southern Shield took another sigh of relief and without hesitation, he rushed towards his other self's direction.

"As I already told you before, you are pathetic and a waste of time!!" Southern Shield tauntingly shouted.

The other-self also declared a charge with crimson energy engulfed through his knuckle. As both warriors got closer, Southern Shield gracefully flipped back and landed on his other self's backs.

However, the other-self rotated onto Southern Shield's position to get a precise aim and extracted bursting crimson energy within his mouth. His other self quickly released the crimson laser towards The Arrogant Shaolin who gave a frantic glare.

In a nick of time, his golden shield suddenly swooped in front of him and prevented the bursting blast from ever touching its master. A satisfaction smile emerged within Southern Shield's expression, especially witnessing his shield block the attack.

"As much as I hate to admit it, I do need my shield." Southern Shield firmly spoke, "Not only for defending myself but it also for this..."

Southern Shield dashed to the left and pointed two of his commanding figures right at the defenseless the other-self. Therefore, the golden shield dissolved into a million golden sparkles that spread across the sky before it reappeared in a horizontal way on the front sight of his other self.

Unfortunate fate fell down to his other self as the golden shield rushed through his body, penetrated the crimson skin, and forced him to scream in pounding agony. Furthermore, he felt the middle part of his body drop a waterfall of blood from both sides and all the limbs that tremblingly froze on the spot.

The bursting blast was vanished in an instant due to a screeching voice shouted out loudly by the helpless other-self. Southern Shield coldly approached his other self who was on the brink of death alongside his disappointed gaze.

"You already lost, disgraceful peasant." Southern Shield spoke.

The golden shield that was still tasting the crimson blood from the carving wound of the other self, blinked into golden sparkles and spawned right on its master left grip. Southern Shield sighed and excitedly grinned at the other-self who kept in touch with the brink of death.

Southern Shield closed his eyes as his other self finally exploded into million golden sparkles that widely spread across the tainted crimson realm. Thus, The Arrogant Shaolin was brought back to his peaceful room once again and slowly opened his eyes.

"It's a very amazing mind training Southern Shield." A familiar female voice emerged and caught the attention of Southern Shield's sight. He turned around and watched the floating Mistress Foreseen spirit cheerfully smile at her fellow friend who succeeded in the rough mind training.

"Thank you for the refreshing praise, Temple Ghost." Southern Shield mumbled

"Ah, it's good to hear your….quips, again." Mistress Foreseen replied in gladness.

"Anyway, is there any interesting news you wanted to share with me?"

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