Crimson Rampaging Torch

The discharging explosion eventually disseminated into untraceable ashes when it pass through the rooftop of the supermarket. Pitch black, polluted smoke smoothly gusted out from the inside of the building, roaming around on the clear blue sky of Neo Tokyo the further it fled upward.

Within the remains of the Supermarket's explosion, The Flaming Hero lay down motionlessly on the floor tainted with thick black ashes. The yellow light continuously flickered like a dying light as Sparror shakily widened his agonized frown toward his foe, Granlork who assertively stood and elevated his fist.

The Flaming Hero unnervingly widened his gleaning eyes with him gazing at the sky above view, trembling both of his armored hands filled with the encroached cracking lines. He began to steer his hefty neck from left to right, calling forth the flaring strings to wrap around both of his armored wrists.

A despairful gaze heaved on Sparror eyes with the view of horror he captured on both the left and right sides of the ruined supermarket. A contorted gasp exhaled from The Flaming Hero's lung the longer he steered his dreaded gaze at the fellow citizens who have fallen as the casualties of the explosion.

Starting from the citizens who had their body parts crushed by the rubbles and had their decapitated limbs scattered around on the black ashes floor. Pools of blood belonged to the corpse of citizens who either dropped their despairful or frightened jaws cleanly received by the shivering guilty eyes of Sparror when he glanced to the left.

The shivering guilt even overwhelmingly flooded the depth of The Flaming Hero's mind, sluggishly hurling down his despondent eyes. He even reluctantly bowed down his neck and flickered out his gleaming eyes like a dying lamp with him enduring the tormented regret after witnessing several corpses of citizens stranded on the floor.

"Beginning to feel regret about the death of your fellow follower, Demon Lord?!" Granlork uttered with a deeply sarcastic tone, heading into the injured Sparror and surging out the thundering electrical strings to constrict his gauntlet's wrist.

The Hunter grunted in bitterness and muttered with him marking his finger toward his prey, "You are indeed a fool because I knew deep down you only care about the safety of your lovely demon mistress."

"You are the same person who could sacrifice hundreds of innocent lives for the sake of your mistress safety!!" Granlork remarked harshly, retrieving his hand finger and letting out the strings of bronze lightning on one of his fingers.

The gut-wrenching sentence let out from The Hunter struck through Sparror's beating heart as he groaned in an infuriating demeanor. The fiery torch began to embark on one of his resting knuckles and Granlork uplifted his surging grip upward, readying himself on plunging toward his beaten foe.

A blinding silver light flashed through the depth of The Flaming Hero's after little flashes of light popped out within his void-black face. The presence of the light sent Sparror's consciousness into the realm where his immobilized body lay upon the dancing white grasses beneath him.

Neon-azure sky arose across the scenery and embarked the glittering yellow sunlight toward the grass field. The Flaming Hero slowly got up his neck from taking a comfortable rest on the field, shimmering the dimming flares throughout both of his armored fingers that staggeringly arose.

Furthermore, the dancing grass shed off into blood droplets as Sparror kept attempting to raise his numbing limbs from the grass. The gleaming flashes went brighter especially when his legs managed to lift himself into a staggering kneeling position, panting out a contorted sigh from his mouth.

The Flaming Hero breathed another contorting puff before clearing his throat and raising his staggering feet. A trembling standing position was obtained by Sparror and he exhaled the distorting sigh of relief, obtaining a poised calmness with him absorbing every cold wind passing by him.

The calmness for The Flaming Hero only lasts temporarily due to straining blood droplets rained down on the flowers, morphing each of them into new shapes that lured him to heave his look of horror. Decapitated heads revealed the frowning face of dread on their faces, torn-off hands, slashed legs, and harrowing screams of pleads echoed simultaneously were all of the frightening imagery Sparror witnessed in his current surroundings. He mournfully bowed his head and faded out the gleaming lights within his eyes, covering his entire face with complete darkness once again.

"I'm sorry," Sparror lamented, gusting out the sorrowful sigh from his lung and dropping a single line of tears.

"But this time, I'll make sure not to let the feeling of guilt consume me like before," Sparror added, uplifting his stammering head and instantly igniting the flickering torch on his left knuckle.

Crimson lights shone on through the flickering torch, thickening the fiery surface until it became bright like a nightlamp. The torch elongated further with The Flaming Hero hoisted his hand upward and morphed it into the wild furnace covering his entire knuckle, starting to envelop his arm.

Flickering yellow flashes arose on the void black face of The Flaming Hero as he steered upward his gaze at the sky view. Combusting crimson flares erupted within Sparror's gleaming eyes, streaming into his head with the untamed crimson strings struck through his eyes,

"Instead, I will embrace the rage within," Sparror muttered with a contorted-enraged tone, hoisting his crimson furnace through his front sight, "The rage of you kept constantly killing innocent people just for the sake of your selfish goal!"

"Sometimes there is also a time for me to release the anger and I think this the good time to do it!!!" The Flaming Hero added.

The Flaming Hero glossed over his crimson-tainted eyes toward the sky view and transitioned into the pitch black, gusting out a couple of blood-red clouds. He hurriedly crossed both of his armored hands onto one another, evoking the bursting swarm of crimson blazes

Within his front sight, a tainted crimson twister transpired in front of The Flaming Hero's sight as the blood-red flames in his eyes dispersed into fleeing ashes. Sharpened crimson lights finally entered becoming the main light show for Sparror's eyes, fixating a wrathful glare at the twister.

The twister construct initiated its last spin to the left, upholding the flaring silhouette of Granlork hushedly standing in front of him. The Flaming Hero opened both of his armored grips and raised his bloodshot furrow the longer he gazed toward the blood-red silhouette of his current foe.

"Sorry to say this, but you indeed piss me off," Sparror muttered with a blunt tone, assertively nodding his head and pondering the sky with his gaze embarking the fiery strings within it.

The deserted corpses and even some of their decapitated body parts were all scorched by the crimson lava-like floor that emanate faster than the blink of an eye, boiling The Flaming Hero's incitement. Sparror assertively bent down his gleaming gaze toward the ground below and thrust both of his scorching hands to take a peek at the sky view. expanding the blood-red furnace on his knuckles.

"Zur…Zur…ZURYAH!!!" The Flaming Hero bawled with his echoing voice, shoving both of his armored hands above.

The crimson-swarmed-like floor expeditiously transcended the towering furnaces until it reached the distance of the sky view, blowing away the crimson-embedded figure of Granlork himself. Hence, the abrasive explosion bloomed and devoured every trace of the realm in an instant, awakening the white blinding light to steal the center stage within the whole area of the realm.

The white blinding light instantly dissolved into nothingness and brought back The Flaming Hero into the real world with him flickering on the crimson light through his eyes. Sparror wrathful glare centered at The Hunter lunging down his smashing baton toward him, lifting upward one of his molten hands embedded by a crimson torch.

"Drayah," The Flaming Hero grunted, calling forth the blood-red lava floor beneath his resting body as he fixated his gaze on the baton.

Regardless, The Flaming Hero immediately sunk down into the burning depth of the lava floor with him, avoiding the chance from the tip of the baton to jolt him. Granlork swiveled back his discharging baton after witnessing both his prey and the crimson lava floor dispersed into fleeing dust.

'Crimson flame?' Granlork asked with an intrigued, yet bemused tone as he withdrew his discharging baton and gazed his stare at the right side of his crystallized belt, 'So he already committed a new trick? Quite fascinating'

'Luckily, I also had a new trick to share too, Sparror,' Granlork assured, tapping the right crystal on his belt.

Granlork coughed out a distorting breath and demanded with an incense tone, "DEMON LORD, show your new form to me now!!"

A crimson, human-size twister resurfaced in the back of The Hunter who rotated his gauntlet to the left, gathering the electrocuting particles on the forehand. Another followed up of the burning assault unraveled with the combusting blood-red blast spawned beside the right of Granlork, pressing the jade crystal on the middle of his belt.

Granlork smoothly flipped upward his elastic body by thrashing the thundering strings from his ankles, dodging the ramparting blast that vanished into thin air. The evasion didn't achieve a successful state with The Hunter capturing the crystal clear glimpse of the whirling crimson disk construct emanated on top of him.

The crimson disk rushedly hurled into The Hunter's stomach by firing the rocketing furnaces on its back. Luckily, a gyrating jade ring resurfaced throughout Granlork's before extending itself above, incinerating the whole fiery disk faster than the blink of an eye with the ring's rapid expansion

Another uninvented surprise took its clear shape within Granlork's sight as the ashes remain of the disk manifested into the bursting physical form of Sparror himself. More precisely, The Flaming Hero with the whole part of his armored limbs sprightly transitioned into a blood-red color and his gleaming yellow eyes changed into the blood-red one.

"ZURYAH!!!" The Flaming Hero grunted with a harrowing anger tone, plummeting both of his wrapped knuckles onto his foe.

Urgent retreat for Granlork only met a legible failure with The Flaming Hero freed the enlarged crimson wave that sundered from his knuckles being engulfed by the scorching torch. The Hunter helplessly swallowed by the transpiring crimson wave, embarked on the crimson flashes as it waved downward and caused him to shriek out a contorting scream across the scenery.

The Flaming Hero rushedly retreated one of his molten knuckles, gathering the streaming flames on the forehand. A dragon-headed gauntlet transpired within Sparror's knuckle with him thrusting his hand backward. The newly forged construct ired the rocketing flames on the back and siphoned some of the fiery sparkles into a sun-like orb floating on the clutches of the dragon-headed fang.

"Krah!!!" Sparror grunted with a stoic tone, thrusting his tainted crimson hand and carrying his entire body down as the back of the dragon-headed gauntlet fired off the bestrewing sparkles of flames.

The dragon-headed gauntlet was closed on landing its fist at its foe who narrowly reached the ground, Granlork drove his feet into the air forward and catapulted him away as if there was a bouncy surface. The Hunter blitzed himself into a gauzy bronze bolt's string fleeing away for evading the chance of having close contact with the fist.

The bursting attack was completely avoided as the gauzy bolt resurfaced on the far left of the crimson flames, reverting itself into the physical presence of Granlork once again. An exhausted breath constantly exhaled from The Hunter's throat, holding his chest with him enduring his heart racing.

'Close enough from touching the grasp of that flames,' Granlork uttered with a bitter gladness, inhaling a deep breath from his throat.

While the crimson flames ceased to exist in less than a second, revealing Sparror rigidly standing on the floor and dissolving the dragon-headed construct into thin air by waving to the left. A contorted puff gushed out from The Flaming Hero's lung before firmly hoisting one of his knuckles, invoking the wild torch that swagged from left to right.

"Drayah!!" The Flaming Hero grunted once again, upheaving his molten fist to take a glance filled with thickened black ashes.

Granlork hastily drew his discharging baton and rolled over his body to the ground as the new crimson construct of the bulky crimson armored man, sprinted in his direction from the left. An electrocuting bolt untethered from the tip of the baton was hurled up by The Hunter who lifted his feet.

The blasting bolt dashingly punctured through the left jabbing arm of the molten construct, broke off the joint with its hand as the part fell into the floor and dusted away in split seconds. The Hunter rolled his flexed neck from left to right, stomping his bolting left ankle with centering his stare toward the bulky construct and glancing his watchful eyes at The Flaming Hero briefly

"I'm lucky you already show your true self in here, Demon Lord," Granlork murmured.

"Because of that, I can see why you are truly the evilest thing in Neo Tokyo I must get rid of for once and for all!" Granlork shouted with a burning frustration torched up into the depth of his mind.

Granlork muttered with a stoic tone, "Crimson armor and red glowing eyes, of course that's your form to embrace the true power of hell."

The Hunter hopped in the air below one of his discharging ankles in order to declare the clean light speed dash, blinking out his existence from the naked eyes temporarily. Moreover, The Hunter poke a pressuring kick onto the bulky construct's stomach that awakened an abroad cracking line on its entire body, speedily spinning his body like an active torpedo and crumbling the eternity of the construct with ease.

However, the shattered piece of the living construct alongside its entire bulky limbs melted into the liquified slime. The fiery slime vomited The Flaming Hero himself from its stomach and jabbed a flaring fist on the left leg of The Hunter's, forcing his foe to uncontrollably scream a shocked groan.

"Krah!" The Flaming Hero grunted, kicking back the air below with his flaring left foot and quickly vanishing his physical presence from his foe's naked eye.

Sparror occupied the swift respawning spot on the behind left of The Hunter, barging in his molten fist and being engulfed with a blood-red steel gauntlet. The gauntlet jabbed into Granlork's limbs, harshly landing his bouncing limbs onto the floor and crying out a staggering scream.

The flow of the flaming attack hadn't touched its conclusion with Sparror jostling his flaring feet forward, unleashing the wild sparkles of flames across the surrounding. As The Flaming Hero tackled the near distance of his foe with his dashing sprint, Granlork calmly lifted his bolting baton.

'I don't think so.' The Hunter asserted, driving his foot to jolt the floor below and bouncing to above.

Granlork swung down the bolting tip of the baton for intercepting the combusting knee being upheld by his prey and shielded it with the floating fiery circle. A tremoring shockwave in the surroundings abrasively occurred when the thundering baton and the fiery circle collided with each other.

The collision between the two heroes unfolded its result with both heroes ricochetted afar from each other by heavy pressuring force, forging a trail on the dusted floor. Both The Blazing Hero, Sparror, and The Hunter, Granlork locked their sight onto one another, cooling down the trembling feet and arms after the clash.

"Also a precise fact regarding this duel, I…also…had another suitable place for you to die alongside your demonic brother…and…sisters," Granlork swore, raising one of his numbing hands into the crimson Sparror.

Granlork grunted with slight bitterness and uttered within his mind, 'Seemingly he is now more become aggressive with his attack.'

The Hunter staggeringly shook his neck and dashed forward as Sparror also thrust his foe forward with a flaring dash. With both warriors reaching a closer distance on landing their current assaults toward each other, the whirling bronze wormhole popped out below the rushing feet of The Flaming Hero when the brown crystal on the right indirectly flickered on its flashes

Nevertheless, the bronze wormhole fastened the poised rotation of the wormhole, especially with Granlork tapped the ground with his left foot. Both The Flaming Hero and The Hunter speedily sucked into the depth of the portal, opening a chance of acquiring a new area for settling the matters between warriors themselves.

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