Raven let out a guttural roar, a chilling "Ahhghh!" that echoed through the air. Suddenly, a swift strike pierced his abdomen, and a gory torrent of blood burst forth, splattering the surroundings with a sickening "Splat!" The scene turned crimson as crimson can be, the metallic scent of blood filling the air, while Raven's anguished cries resonated with haunting intensity.
"Damn! Are you crazy?" Lilith exclaimed, her voice filled with disbelief and confusion as she witnessed Raven's horrifying actions. Her eyes widened in shock as she saw him, resembling a deranged lunatic, deliberately inflicting pain upon himself. The sight left her utterly bewildered, unable to comprehend the reasons behind his self-destructive madness.
Even the mighty [Bakunawa] froze, its colossal form paralyzed with perplexity, as it beheld Raven's bewildering act.
This was the first encounter for the mythical creature with a human who inflicted self-inflicted wounds in such a lunatic manner.
The sight left the [Bakunawa] dumbfounded, unable to fathom the reasons behind Raven's self-destructive behavior. It watched in a state of disbelief and curiosity, unsure of how to react to this inexplicable display of human madness.
In their state of shock and surprise, something extraordinarily unfolded, catching both the [Bakunawa] and Lilith off guard. As Raven resolutely withdrew the sword from his own stomach, a resounding "Whoosh!" filled the air. Astonishingly, his wound mended instantaneously, as if the gruesome injury had never occurred, accompanied by a soft "Hummm" emanating from his transformed aura. His once-tormented expression shifted, revealing an enigmatic countenance imbued with newfound strength, leaving everyone astounded by this unforeseen turn of events.
As Raven's aura underwent a dramatic transformation, surging and intensifying without ceasing. His power level, once feeble, soared through the ranks, surpassing all expectations until it reached an astonishing level 85. Chaos ensued in his surroundings as the elements themselves seemed to dance and swirl around him, displaying an affinity to Raven akin to lost children seeking their father's comforting embrace. The sheer magnitude of his newfound strength left onlookers in awe, unable to comprehend the immense power radiating from this once-unassuming figure.
As if defying the very laws of nature, Raven gracefully treaded upon the air, gliding with an ethereal elegance that belied any trace of disability. Each step he took was accompanied by a gentle "Whoooosh," the wind obediently trailing in his wake. It seemed as though the very atmosphere acknowledged his presence, whispering in awe-struck admiration as his feet seamlessly connected with the invisible path beneath him. This extraordinary sight left onlookers spellbound, witnessing a display of otherworldly mastery that transcended any physical limitations.
On the opposing side, an unprecedented sense of dread gripped the [Bakunawa], instilling within it a primal fear for its very existence. With every step Raven took and the accompanying sound of the wind, the [Bakunawa] could hear the thunderous pounding of its own heartbeat. Never before had the serpent feared the hypocritical gods who callously sealed it away for countless eons, enduring the suffocating loneliness of captivity. But now, in the presence of this formidable human, fear consumed the [Bakunawa's] essence. It recoiled from the looming threat of death, its gaze filled with a burning desire for revenge against the gods who had played their cruel game.
Desperate to escape its chains, the creature unleashed a tumultuous roar that reverberated throughout the dungeon, causing water to violently splash and the very foundations to tremble. This roar, not one of wrath, but rather the cry of a terrified monster, resounded with a chilling mix of dread and determination.
Observing the [Bakunawa's] reaction, Raven remained remarkably composed, his gaze unwavering. With measured steps, he approached the awe-stricken creature, his movement steady and deliberate. Closing the distance until he stood merely 100 meters away, Raven assumed a resolute stance, brandishing his swords with a poised and determined demeanor. Then, he murmurs,
[Epic Dragon Slaying Sword Skill]:
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{Galestrike: Zephyr's Fury a legendary sword skill infused with the raw power of wind, designed specifically to vanquish formidable dragons. This overpowered technique taps into the very essence of the wind, allowing the wielder to harness its tempestuous might and strike with unparalleled force.
Additionally, the wind attribute of Galestrike: Zephyr's Fury enhances the sword's offensive capabilities. The wind aspect not only increases the speed and agility of the wielder, but it also infuses each strike with the element's destructive properties. The unleashed wind gusts carry the force of a hurricane, amplifying the impact of each blow and enabling the sword to cleave through the most resilient dragon hide with ease.}
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Raven becomes engulfed in an otherworldly cloak of swirling winds, his aura pulsating with the wrath of a storm unleashed. His sword undergoes a mesmerizing transformation, infused with the very essence of tempests, elongating into a radiant blade of pure, gusting energy.
As Raven unleashes his assault, the very air bends and yields to his command, birthing devastating gusts that cleave through the Bakunawa. With each swing, the blade releases razor-sharp zephyrs that effortlessly slice through dragon scales, carrying the devastating might of a tornado. The swift and fierce strikes leave behind glistening trails of wind, a testament to the unstoppable power contained within his technique.
With his assault complete, Raven materializes behind the Bakunawa, swiftly sheathing his Dragon Sword cane with a satisfying "Shink!" The air crackles with residual energy as he confronts the once-mighty divine beast, now writhing in the throes of its dying agony.
As the Bakunawa lets out a bone-chilling roar of agony, its body disintegrates and crumbles under the weight of Raven's devastating blow.
"Nooooooooo!" it bellows, the sound tinged with despair and helplessness. Despite its desperate desire for revenge, the Bakunawa finds itself powerless, unable to halt the inevitable destruction. In a cruel twist of fate, it meets its demise at the hands of a mere human, an irony that echoes with bitter laughter.
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As the Bakunawa's roar subsided, a profound stillness enveloped the battlefield.
On the opposing side, Lilith stood in shock, her very core rattled by the realization. She pondered the futility of her previous encounter with Raven, now recognizing the laughable nature of their brief confrontation. In her mind, she acknowledged that had she faced Raven at his peak, the outcome may have mirrored that of the fallen divine beast. Fortunately for her, Raven had spared her life, perhaps due to the binding power of the [Ring of Asmodeus] that held her captive.
End of Chapter.