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As Tyrone was attacked by the black dragon's tail, he gritted his teeth and smiled wickedly, his eyes glowing red as he twisted his body in midair and then enchanted his hands with as much power as possible.
"Don't get ahead of yourself! {Demonic Palm}!"
His muscles tightened and expanded for a second, giving him a superhuman level of physical prowess even higher than his previous form, he pushed his right palm forward, generating a giant palm-shaped wave of cursed demonic energies, hitting the black dragon with tremendous force.
BAAAMMM!!!
"GUH?!"
The Dragon was pushed back, as Elisa and Monica felt a tremendous amount of pain in their entire body, the palm didn't hurt their surface body that much, but it pierced through their defensive scales and instead accumulated damage in their soft insides.
"Aha! Did you thought it would be so easy to defeat?! I can play the same game as you!"
