Chapter 57: The True Darkness!

The battle against Dre

Ubureme had been raging for over half an hour, and despite

their combined strength in Hybrid Mode, the assassin remained

standing—unscathed, unfazed. His movements were fluid, his attacks devastating,

and worst of all, he seemed to be enjoying himself.

As he effortlessly dodged

another of Syvian's rapid slashes, he let out a mocking laugh.

"Is this really all

you've got?" Dre taunted, blocking Senjuro's Stormpiercer Lance with

a single hand. "I expected more from the so-called best assassins of Neo-Kyoto.

This? This is nothing more than a warm-up for me!"

Kyrin fired a barrage of

enhanced bullets, but Dre weaved through them like a shadow,

closing the distance between them in an instant. Before Kyrin could react,

Dre's dark blade was inches from his throat—only for Rin to

teleport him away at the last moment.

Senjuro clenched his

teeth. "His power is terrifying," he admitted, breathing heavily.

"At this rate, we're going to lose for sure!"

Rin, wiping sweat from his

brow, shot a glance at Syvian. "We need to use Phase 2 of

the Hybrid Form."

Syvian hesitated, still

catching his breath. "We barely have enough energy to maintain Phase

1. You think we can handle it?"

Blaze scoffed, flames

flickering around his body. "We're assassins, Syvian! Playing it safe ain't

in our nature. We either go all in—or we don't come out at all!"

Senjuro exhaled sharply,

gripping his weapon. He looked at his teammates, their faces battered but

determined. Then he nodded.

"Then let's face

it."

As one, the team channeled

their energy to its absolute peak. Their bodies trembled under the

sheer force of it—Hybrid Mode was already pushing them to their limits, but Phase

2 would push them even further.

A magnificent

explosion of energy erupted throughout the battlefield. The

surrounding forest trembled, trees bending from the sheer force of

their combined power. The sky above them crackled with energy,

flickering between light and shadow.

Dre's red eyes widened

slightly in intrigue. He tilted his head, a small smirk forming under his mask.

"Now this," he

muttered, gripping his blade tighter, "this is getting interesting."

Phase 2: Unleashing True

Power

Their transformations took

full effect.

Syvian's Mythrian Spirit Flux coursed through his veins, his

body now adorned with glowing ethereal markings. His twin blades hummed with a resonance

so powerful, the air around them distorted. His eyes shone a piercing violet,

a clear sign that his power had evolved.

Kyrin's weapons shifted into their true

form—his pistols extended into massive twin railguns, crackling

with Shadow Lightning Flux. The ground beneath him scorched,

unable to handle the sheer voltage he was emitting.

Rin's Voidstep Flux activated at full potential. He no

longer moved—he phased. His body flickered between dimensions, existing

in multiple places at once. His very presence became unstable, making it impossible for

Dre to track his movements.

Blaze's flames turned blue, the mark of a Solarflare

Ember Flux reaching maximum potential. His very aura scorched the

battlefield, and with each breath, embers danced in the air like miniature

stars ready to explode at any moment.

Senjuro's core intensified with all the ten energies of Aurora

Spritian. His lance elongated, surrounded by an aura balancing

light and shadow. The Energies have been crackling to pierce Dre through his

chest

Dre chuckled, raising his

blade. "Well now, this is what I was waiting for."

And with that, the battle resumed.

The Final Clash

Blaze was the first to

move. He rocketed forward like a meteor, his blue flames igniting

the battlefield as he unleashed a devastating Solarflare Blitz.

Dre countered with a dark

wave of Abyssal Craven Flux, attempting to extinguish the fire—

But it failed.

Blaze's enhanced flames

burned through it effortlessly, slamming into Dre with full

force. The assassin gritted his teeth as he was sent skidding

back, his clothing scorched for the first time.

Before he could recover, Syvian

was already there. He appeared above Dre, swords glowing as he

brought them down in an X-shaped slash.

Dre barely blocked in

time, but the force of Syvian's attack sent a shockwave through

the ground, cracking the very earth beneath them.

Kyrin took advantage of

the moment. His railguns charged, gathering pure energy before

he let loose a colossal shot—

A devastating beam

of Shadow Lightning engulfed Dre, sending black

sparks flying everywhere.

The battlefield shook.

Smoke filled the air, and

for a moment, it seemed like they had finally overwhelmed him—

But then—

A low, menacing

laugh echoed through the clearing.

As the smoke cleared, Dre emerged,

his body badly injured—but still standing.

He wiped a streak of blood

from his lip and grinned.

"Incredible," he

admitted, rolling his shoulders. "You're the first ones to actually hurt

me."

Then, without warning—

A black aura

exploded from his body, sending them flying back.

Kyrin barely landed on his

feet, his hands shaking. "This guy—he's still not at full power?!"

Dre exhaled, dark tendrils

of energy forming around him. "I suppose it's only fair if

I show you my own true form."

The very sky darkened,

and the ground cracked apart.

A massive surge of

Abyssal Craven Flux surrounded Dre, his entire body shifting. His

muscles expanded, his mask shattered, revealing a face covered

in ancient markings—each one glowing with ominous red energy.

His presence alone was

enough to make the air unbreathable.

"Now," Dre said,

his voice distorted with power, "let's see if you can

survive this."

The team braced

themselves, their newfound strength barely keeping them

standing.

But one thing was clear—

The real fight was just

beginning.

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Dre lunged toward Kyrin,

his dark energy forming a razor-sharp spear aimed directly at his core.

But before the attack could land—

A sphere of energy—radiating

with the ten elemental forces—pierced straight through Dre's

chest.

Time seemed to stop as

the assassin staggered, his eyes widening in shock.

A voice, low and chilling, whispered

in his ear—

"Game over."

Dre let out a strained chuckle, his

body trembling from the impact. His gaze slowly turned toward the source of the

attack.

"Ah… Senjuro,"

he muttered, a twisted grin creeping onto his face.

Then, with a sudden burst of laughter, his

entire demeanor shifted. The pain vanished from his expression, replaced by

something far more sinister.

"Did you really think that was

enough to kill me?"

Before Senjuro could react, Dre

vanished—and in the blink of an eye, his darkened blade pierced

straight through Kyrin's core.

Kyrin gasped, his entire body seizing

up as his vision blurred. The world around him faded, his heartbeat

slowing as he collapsed to the ground, barely breathing.

"Kyrin!" Blaze shouted,

rushing toward him—

But Dre was faster.

He grabbed Senjuro by the neck, lifting

him off the ground with ease.

"You tried to kill me," Dre

growled, his grip tightening. "Now watch as your friends die one

by one."

With a ruthless throw, Dre

sent Senjuro crashing into a tree, the force of the impact shattering

the bark and sending a spray of blood into the air.

Senjuro's vision darkened,

his body slumping against the base of the tree. He could feel his lifeblood pooling

beneath him, draining from the deep wounds across his body.

Dre didn't stop.

He turned toward Blaze,

his abyssal aura intensifying.

Blaze retaliated instantly, summoning

a massive inferno of blue flames, his strongest Solarflare Ember Flux

attack. The entire battlefield was engulfed in fire—

But Dre simply walked through

it.

Blaze's eyes widened.

The flames… were extinguished.

The roaring inferno turned to nothing

but smoke and embers, completely consumed by Dre's darkness.

Blaze barely had time to react before

Dre appeared in front of him, a dark pulse erupting from

his palm. The blast sent Blaze hurtling backward, slamming him into

the ground with a sickening crack.

"Pathetic," Dre sneered.

Rin, seeing no other choice, began

weaving a dimensional teleportation spell.

"We have to get out of

here!" Rin gritted his teeth, his hands trembling as he forced his energy

into the spell. He was moments away from transporting the

entire team to another dimension.

But then—

Dre vanished.

Rin barely had time to process what

was happening before he felt it.

A searing pain in his

chest.

His breath hitched.

He looked down—

Dre's dark blade was

impaled straight through his torso.

"Too slow," Dre whispered in

his ear.

Rin gasped, his vision fading as

Dre yanked the blade free. He collapsed onto the cold earth, blood pooling beneath

him as his body twitched.

Now, only Syvian remained.

Syvian was barely standing, his entire

body trembling with exhaustion. His Hybrid Mode was failing—his energy reserves

nearly depleted.

Dre turned toward him, raising a

single hand.

From his palm, a massive

sphere of Abyssal Craven Flux began to form, pulsating with pure

destruction. The energy crackled and twisted, growing larger with each

passing second.

Syvian tried to move—tried to fight

back—but his legs wouldn't listen.

He was too weak.

Dre smirked. "You put up a decent

fight," he said mockingly. "But in the end, you're just another

failure."

With a flick of his wrist, Dre fired

the beam—

A direct shot to Syvian's

core.

The moment it hit, Syvian's

entire body went numb. His vision blurred, his thoughts became

distant. He could feel himself falling—collapsing to the ground as

the world around him dimmed.

This was it.

They had lost.

Dre stood over their fallen bodies,

letting out a low, satisfied chuckle.

"It's over," he murmured,

raising his blade. "Time to end this."

But just as he moved in for

the final strike—

A voice echoed through the

battlefield.

"You got too ahead of yourself,

Dre."

Dre froze.

His red eyes narrowed as

he slowly turned toward the voice.

A figure stood atop the

tallest tree, their silhouette barely visible against the darkened sky.

The figure's aura radiated

power, a presence so overwhelming that even Dre hesitated.

For the first time in the battle—

Dre felt a flicker of uncertainty.

The figure stepped forward, the

moonlight illuminating their face.

And with a calm, piercing gaze, they descended

onto the battlefield.

Dre clenched his jaw, gripping his

blade.

"Who the hell… are you?"