Unlimited Power - The Arcane Path 756 Chapter 752

Upon the sight of the colossal beast, Tyrselle launched her assault without a second thought. The system's creator observed with a frown as an unfamiliar dragon approached. Engrossed in preparing its most potent spell, the gargantuan creature failed to notice the machinations of Leon and his companions. To impede the dragon's spell would merely delay its casting, so the creator opted to use several of its limbs to obstruct the dragon. While the creature managed to block the charge, it couldn't negate the sheer power behind it. The arms employed to halt the dragon were obliterated, and the beast itself was propelled backward for an immeasurable distance. The explosion also ruptured several of its eyes, causing significant damage to its neural networks.

"What? Who... Tyrselle?"

The colossal entity recognized the eyes burning with hatred. Its tone shifted, yet the system's creator would forever recall those eyes belonging to the one responsible for the annihilation of countless sentient races. Tyrselle was, in fact, the very being that the system's creator had most admired, owing to her unwavering resolve in pursuing her objectives. However, the Tyrselle before it now was unlike the one known. Her ultimate goal lay directly ahead; all she needed to do was unleash her full might and vanquish the monster confronting her.

Analyzing the figure before it, the system's creator grasped the actions of Leon, Ilyana, and Tyrselle. They had devised a technique, granting them the temporary power of dragons. They chose to embrace their monstrous forms, yet without relinquishing their former selves. It was precisely this duality that accounted for their delayed retaliation. Yet, the surprises persisted. Other dragons emerged, following Tyrselle's lead, converging on the massive beast. Though not possessing her sheer power, their combined assaults inflicted damage, causing the creature's immense body to convaildate.

"This is... this is..."

For the first time, the system's creator perceived an existential threat. These seemingly diminutive beings were severing, piercing, and obliterating vast portions of its flesh at a rate exceeding its regenerative capacity. Even with the universe's boundless mana, the creature could not mend itself as swiftly as it was being damaged. This was merely the initial onslaught; the humans joined the battle, further escalating the damage inflicted upon the beast.

"My life is... in danger?"

The monster clasped several of its hands together, unleashing a concussive wave of mana that sent all the dragons, save for Tyrselle, recoiling. As if this were not astonishing enough, its wounds vanished entirely. Tyrselle clicked her tongue in exasperation and assailed it once more. With a singular swipe of her claws, a mountain-sized mass of flesh was cleaved from the monster's form, only to regenerate instantly.

Tyrselle, though vexed by the creature's immediate recovery, persisted in her relentless assault. The others, while momentarily surprised by the monster's regenerative ability, did not falter in their resolve.

"Don't stop!" Hector bellowed. "Keep attacking! This creature cannot hasten its destruction of the universe if it is preoccupied with healing itself!"

"I wonder about that."

While Tyrselle and the others' onslaughts lessened the immediate pressure, the formidable threat they had previously faced returned, amplified. The monster had joined its hands for a specific purpose: to heighten its concentration. Thousands of warriors fought simultaneously, yet their wounds dissipated instantaneously. Furthermore, for the first time since their revival, they experienced that same sensation from the void – a feeling of non-existence and profound weakness. Subtle distortions began to manifest around them; it was evident that proximity to these anomalies would result in a return to the void. Nevertheless, the escalating tension only fueled their ferocity. Each strike from Tyrselle sent the monster reeling backward, momentarily disrupting its focus, but it proved insufficient. They desperately needed an additional surge of power...

Abruptly, the architect of the system and all others present sensed an approaching aura. Before any thoughts could form about the owners of these presences, two colossal beams of light struck the enormous beast. The force of the impact was so tremendous that the monster momentarily lost command over its sorcery for several seconds. Furthermore, every single eye of the creature burst. It was a truly ghastly spectacle, yet Leon's comrades were spared an extended viewing. The monstrous entity was propelled backward, vanishing swiftly into the distance. Subsequently, all eyes fell upon two dragons, one in shimmering white and the other in profound black. The white dragon bore the appearance of a living sculpture. Despite its draconic form, it inspired no terror in those who gazed upon it. The white dragon's eyes held a gleam of steadfast resolve mingled with tenderness. Its scales, unlike those of other dragons, were not needle-sharp, and its body's surface was remarkably smooth, yet from it radiated such intense light that its sheer power was palpable to all.

Conversely, the black dragon presented a terrifying visage. This creature was covered head to tail in jagged scales. Its teeth were so immense that they protruded visibly beyond its maw. The creature's crimson eyes conveyed a singular message to all observers: sheer madness and untamed savagery. It goes without saying that these two magnificent, terrifying beings were none other than Leon and Ilyana.

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