《Fantasial Apocalypse》Chapter 300: [ Allen and Azazel's intense battle (2) ]
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“Hmph, it’s been a long time since I had a good brawl! I couldn’t do it again since my opponents thus far are completely weak but now… do you think that I feared to spill blood? Don’t underestimate me, stupid!” Allen’s eyes narrowed and he suddenly took a deep breath.
“Lightning Blue Fire Dragon's Roar!”
Allen gathers and combines his lightning and blue flames in his mouth and shot it towards Azazel, creating a large, destructive, sparking blast.
Azazel’s eyes widened and immediately leaped towards the side, however, the Lightning Fire Dragons breath was still able to hit his right leg, incinerating it.
“Close combat is my specialty!!”
“Aaaahhh!!” Azazel cried out in pain.
“Not yet!! Crimson Lotus: Exploding Lightning Flame!!”
Allen magically appeared just under Azazel’s position and immediately swipes his arms in a circular fashion.
In an instant, a powerful and highly destructive, torrent of blue flames covered by intense and bright lightning burst forth and barrage Azazel.
“Vortex!!” Azazel gritted his teeth in anger and immediately conjured a black shield, sucking the flames and Lightning inside it.
“Hmph! I had predicted that, bastard!!” Allen reappeared behind Azazel and raised his clenched fist in the air. “Then, I just don’t need to come close to you, am I right?! [ Raging Bolt ]!!”
Boom! A large bolt of lightning descended from the dark sky and struck Azazel.
“How do you like my Dragon Slayer abilities…? Hm?” Allen smirked. His right hand blazed in blue flames while his other hand generated electric sparks.
“Enough is Enough!” Azazel roared in anger and slashed the Longinus at Allen.
Bang!
The Holy Spear; Longinus collided with Rebellion which Allen managed to summon. Boom!! A huge force broke out from the point of impact.
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This collision was very strange as a sacred white light gushed out from the Longinus and went towards Rebellion’s blade, as if trying to envelop it while Rebellion’s blade distorted and unleashed a dark hazy aura, sucking the Holy Power.
Thomp! Thomp! A heartbeat-like sound rang out from Rebellion’s blade.
Dark and Holy Powers. Each of them is trying to devour each other.
At the moment their weapons collided, their figures came to an abrupt stop. They were only a meter apart.
Azazel who had finally managed to regenerate his leg suddenly whipped it at Allen. Allen moved Rebellion slightly and blocked the leg with his own by stepping at Azazel’s leg.
A stalemate.
When Azazel’s leg and Allen’s foot collided, there was a boom as loud as thunder.
After that, the scene seemed like a fixed frame. Azazel’s massive leg was fixed in mid-air, and what smashed into that strike, to the point of holding up the massive body, was a slender right leg, Allen’s.
While Allen used one foot to block Azazel’s kick, his expression looked relaxed. It was as though the thing he was blocking was an empty piece of tofu.
In terms of power and strength, although Allen couldn’t be compared with Azazel in level but with his Dragon’s body, he wouldn’t be inferior to him. His toughness and defense as well as strength, they are already turned into that of from a Dragon Race. And the Dragon Race was well-known for being the strongest race –Even the God Clans wouldn’t try to underestimate them!
Allen smiled coldly and jumped a bit using Azazel’s leg as a foothold and then raised his another leg, sweeping it in front of him. Suddenly, the water surface below them trembled and instantly turned into a whirlpool before rising upwards, creating a column of water.
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The column of water started spinning, becoming a tornado. Boom! A lightning from out of nowhere descended and the water tornado was covered with electric sparks.
The tornado swept across the sea and rushed towards Azazel.
Allen, on the other hand, used this chance to retreat a few distance away.
“Petty tricks!!” Azazel swung his Longinus and in an instant, the Lightning Water Tornado has blasted away into oblivion.
“That’s not the last! Take this, Sea King Dragon's Encircling Deluge!!”
Allen kicked his leg again and an extremely vast, high-pressure torrent of water once again rushed towards Azazel but it was still blown away by the Longinus.
“Tsk!” Allen clocked his tongue in annoyance.
“Fight me seriously!! Dante!!” Azazel roared in anger and his figure transformed into a blue flash as he charged at Allen’s direction. The Longinus in his hand was clenched tightly as it shimmered with a resplendent sacred golden light.
His speed unimaginably faster than before!
Allen moved as well.
"Groooaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrr!!!!!"
This was the roar of a dragon that makes any living creature cowered in fear when they heard it.
He let out a mighty roar that felt as if it would break the bluish-white sky as he charged at Azazel, in his hand was Rebellion seemingly responding to its master’s fighting spirit as its blade glimmer in the dark sky.
“Die!!”
As Azazel brandished his sword, Allen’s figure suddenly dispersed into a chaotic mirage. It was a fake phantom image.
[ Phantom ] Allen’s self-created footwork.
The phantom image that was slashed by the Longinus gradually faded and Allen reappeared behind Azazel.
Bang!
As expected of Azazel, the moment Allen reappeared behind him, he then immediately brandished Longinus blocking Allen’s Rebellion.
Clang! Clang! The metallic sound continued. Allen’s countless strikes with Rebellion were being repelled one by one by Azazel’s attack using the Longinus.
Allen’s pupils constricted slightly but his smile grew in intensity.
This is what I live for!!
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