Word Soul: Heaven and Earth Furnace!
Norton's will manifested like a tangible force, the unparalleled 'bronze' authority fully displayed.
The molten bronze poured down like boiling lava, carrying extreme heat. Any creature engulfed by it would undoubtedly die without a trace.
Chu Zihang didn't plan to sit back and wait for death. Though he had lost his reason, his killing instincts allowed him to better harness the power of his current body.
The Murakumo side blade was at his side, his muscles bulging to the extreme, with every breath releasing boiling, scorching air.
Hovering in the sky, Norton watched the boy below strike a sword-drawing stance. In his golden-red pupils, there was a faint, indifferent coldness.
The next moment, a pitch-black arc of light cut through the void, accompanied by a massive shockwave.
The bronze 'waterfall' falling from above was forcibly sliced in half, and standing in front of the bronze palace, Chu Zihang immediately exerted his strength.
His body broke through the air, dragging powerful winds and shockwaves, with his fierce sword momentum remaining undiminished as he charged towards the bronze king in midair.
Norton's golden eyes grew colder as he watched Chu Zihang approach at high speed. With a simple gesture, he manipulated the molten bronze, shaping it into dozens of giant swords, each several meters long.
"Die now, Hybrid who steps on the 'Path of Deification.'"
As the words fell, Norton raised his hand, like an ancient king passing judgment, condemning the sinner who had dared to offend his authority: "Word Soul: Imperial Sword!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!!!
The dozens of meters-long bronze swords, glowing red from the heat, fell like meteors from the sky.
In midair, Chu Zihang had nowhere to brace himself. He had trapped himself in a corner, staring at the falling bronze swords, letting out an angry roar.
His arm muscles swelled to their maximum, and the superalloy-forged Murakumo blade was held at his side.
His violent eyes locked onto the dozens of descending bronze swords, and with unstoppable momentum, he swung it.
His cold, sharp sword light was like a crescent moon hanging in the bronze city, representing the peak of the Hybrid's power.
Boom!!
The pitch-black blade light slashed from bottom to top, drawing a cold crescent arc of the waning moon.
The moment it collided with dozens of bronze giant swords, a rumbling sound like the reopening of the world erupted, accompanied by a violent windstorm from the explosion, instantly enveloping the vast space.
Sizzle—!
The giant lake was drenched in bronze liquid, causing massive steam to rise.
The high temperature, quickly cooled by the lake water, instantly generated waves of scorching hot air, followed by shockwaves that spread out, carrying fragments of bronze mixed with water splashes. They tore through the air like bullets, producing a sharp, ear-piercing sonic boom.
"Not good!"
Nonō's pupils shrank, and in an emergency, she dove to the ground to avoid being hit.
The passing bronze shards whizzed by like broken shrapnel, some embedding in her skin, leaving her covered in wounds.
This level of battle… there was no way to intervene.
Watching the Dragon King and Chu Zihang, who were brutally fighting each other with no regard for their lives, Nonō felt a deep sense of helplessness for the first time in her life.
She could only stay by the sidelines, feeling like a wooden doll, watching them fight.
No... there has to be something else I can do!
Nonō's gaze shifted toward the bronze temple. She gathered herself, gritted her teeth, and whispered, "I also have a mission I must complete!"
On the other side.
The bronze giant sword was shattered, and Chu Zihang, using the broken bronze sword, accelerated in mid-air and charged straight at Norton.
At that moment, a ripple finally appeared in the cold golden eyes of Norton: "A mere Hybrid... actually made it this far?"
In the life-and-death battle, even the slightest distraction could be fatal. Perhaps the thousand years of wear had dulled the Dragon King's battle instincts.
A half-second of hesitation in his movement was caught by Chu Zihang with sharp precision.
Swish!
The sharp blade of Murakumo sliced through the right wing of Samson's dragon body, sparking countless sparks.
Feeling the shock from the blade, Chu Zihang let out an angry roar, gripping the handle of Murakumo tightly. A tremendous force flowed instantly into the sword.
The blade sliced through flesh, and with Chu Zihang's pull, Murakumo neatly severed the hard dragon bones and scales, cutting through an entire dragon wing.
A deafening scream echoed throughout the vast bronze temple.
Splash!
The toxic dragon blood poured down like a sacrificial offering to the Dragon King.
Bathed in dragon blood, Chu Zihang and Norton both plummeted from the sky, crashing hard into the ground, shaking the bronze temple. A large section of the stairs crumbled.
Norton crawled out of the ruins, one of his wings broken, preventing him from flying again. But the anger in his heart burned stronger.
His eyes churned with hatred and rage. He, a Dragon King, was humiliated by a mere Hybrid, having one of his wings severed. It was a disgrace!
Boom!
A thunderous roar erupted from the ground!
Using Samson's strength, Norton unleashed his full power. His massive body pushed forward like a bulldozer, causing the ground within several meters to collapse, and the shockwave rapidly spread outward.
Dust rose into the sky, and large bronze fragments flew like hidden weapons in all directions!
At the same time, Norton, like an arrow shot from a bow, broke through the air barriers and collided with the roaring Chu Zihang.
Boom!
A deep and heavy sound exploded in front of the shattered bronze temple.
Under the violent winds, jagged cracks spread outward, centered on the two dragons. The area turned into chaos, filled with broken bronze and dust, like two curtains rising from the ground.
The force of the impact roared, and the winds surged!
This time, Chu Zihang was at a disadvantage. His body was knocked back, only stopping when Murakumo dug into the bronze floor, sparking bright flashes.
Before he could regain his balance, ancient dragon chants echoed from all around. The moment the last word fell, a torrent of flames, carrying intense heat, consumed the figure in an instant.
Word Soul—King's Blaze!
The power of the Word Soul cast by Norton himself had reached a whole new level of destruction and power!
In an instant, Chu Zihang was severely injured by the terrifying explosion. Large pieces of dragon scales peeled off, and his body was like a broken ragdoll, rolling down the stairs with blood splattering.
"It's over, Hybrid who sought the path to godhood."
Norton approached the edge of the stairs, looking down at the beast that seemed to have fallen to the mortal world. He began chanting the ancient and mysterious dragon language.
In no time, an immeasurable amount of fire elements began to gather at an explosive speed, soon becoming visible to the naked eye. The fire elements surrounding him cast an intense, pure, burning light, like a blazing sun rising!
Perhaps due to the heavy blow, Chu Zihang briefly regained consciousness.
He looked at the bronze temple, where a glowing orb, radiating endless light and heat, seemed to be about to evaporate everything. A terrifying thought suddenly crossed his mind.
"Could this Word Soul be the part of the ultimate Word Soul of Sequence 114, the King of Bronze and Fire: Candle Dragon?!"
The gathering of such massive fire elements had completely surpassed Chu Zihang's understanding.
No, perhaps it should be said that only the legendary, world-destroying Word Soul, 'Candle Dragon,' could create such an astonishing phenomenon!
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