Chapter 37: Defeating Rokn!
The massive implosion shook the very fabric of space alongside the room. A massive amount of dust kicked up across the room as all of the furnishings in the Palace Hall were obliderated due to the clashing attack. The chandelier that was hanging from the Hall’s roof fell and crashed onto the floor, completely destroyed.
The smoke and dust that was in the room slowly cleared and revealed the situation. The shockwave that had been spread across the room had send Damon stumbling a few steps backward and his body felt slightly sore.
In contrast, Rokn came out relatively unscathed in the massively powerful clashing attacks, standing in his original spot. The only form of injury he suffered with a medium-sized bleeding slash mark that he had received from Kaldr’s claws. Rokn was also already preparing for another attack, gathering the mana in the room. Damon had to sigh in his mind that even with his power suppressed, Rokn was still immensely powerful.
"Hmm you survived that?" Rokn asked, a geniune sense of shock in his voice, one of his eyebrowns raised as well. Rokn seemed to be in complete disbelief that Damon was actually alive, and more shock as he saw Damon’s Shadow Soldiers being reformed. Yet Rokn didn’t allow that shock to effect him at all, as another attack was already being charged.
"You can’t beat me that easily." Damon responded, grasping BloodReaper tightly as he channeled the mana throughout his body, his eyes being masked crimson red as his aura became tyrannical and overpowering, with a hint of death in the aura.
"It seems you have some mysterious power related to these Shadow thingies." Rokn said, his eyes gleaming as he accessed the situation and inspected Damon’s Shadow Soliders.
Rokn’s words were arrogant and overbearing, laced with unmatched and supreme confidence. Yet Damon didn’t let down for a moment. Rokn was someone who had massive experience battling opponents much stronger than Damon back in the previous eras, Damon didn’t dare underestimate him.
"Unfortunately, you’re too weak to do anything to me., so can you please DIE!" Rokn said in anger, his eyes igniting with a flash of fierce jet black lightning. The mana in the surrounding area vanished and gathered as arcs of terrifying black lightning swarmed around Rokn.
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