The way the Astral Fiend handled the illusion was unlike Aion, Noah, or Beelzebub. He chose to fight in the enemy's terrain where this one was supposed to be a god, yet it was working!
Azazel was in the sky of the Dream Realm, with awe and shock in her eyes. She could not have imagined that Astral Fiends could do sothing like this, but she did not have ti to waste, as every ti Sirik destroyed a piece of the realm, it forced her to drain a part of her soul to regenerate it.
The Depravita's eyes glowed, generating countless chains that erged from the air and pierced into Siriks' head, legs, neck, arms, and back, stopping his movents.
Azazel's Dream Realm focused on damaging the opponent's consciousness and, that way, draining the soul force of this one until they fell unconscious. She had total domain over reality in this place and could alter the sensations of the enemy so that the pain would be ten tis stronger than in the outside world.
Usually, such a combination of pain and fatigue would break people's minds, but that was not the case with Sirik since, from the start, he was unable to feel any pain!
"¡AHHHHHHH!"
The Astral Fiend roared with all his strength, showing the madness and chaotic light in his eyes. Since he needed to destroy the entire dinsion, there was no need for technique, so he allowed the wild side of his bloodline to go free, blocking his ability to think and also the pain.
Azazel could not help but frown when she saw that since it would be much harder to drain Sirik's soul force without pain.
"Crack!"
The sound of chains cracking echoed across the dinsion as Sirik attempted to break them, but Azazel was confident in the power of her ntal constructs since not even Noah could break them.
Unfortunately for the Depravita, she underestimated the efficiency with which an Astral Fiend could transform vitality into spiritual force.
Sirik's real body began to shrink as its blood was used as fuel to enhance the spiritual force, generating a drastic change in the Dream Realm.
Unlike Sirik's real body, which began to resemble a mummified corpse, his spiritual manifestation inside the Dream Realm grew larger, and its muscles bulged.
"CRACK!"
The chains pierced into Sirik's body no longer restrained his movents, and he broke them before falling into the ground like a teorite, shattering the earth and making the entire dinsion tremble.
Azazel's real body trembled as that level of destruction almost destabilized her Dream Realm, forcing her to use a massive quantity of soul force to keep it steady.
She then imdiately generated more chains to trap the Astral Fiend's spiritual manifestation. Since she controlled space-ti in this dinsion, they were able to find their target instantly.
However, Sirik only showed an even fiercer smile when those chains pierced into his body, and he just shattered them before carrying on with his destruction.
Azazel's eyes burst with killing intent as she understood that restrainnt was impossible and her only path was to destroy Sirik's spiritual manifestation repeatedly.
The winner of this battle would be decided by what drained first, whether it was Sirik's vitality or Azazel's soul force. The first used it to improve his spiritual manifestation, while the second kept her Dream Realm stable.
"BOOOOMMMMM!"
An explosion of fire and lightning erged from the ground beneath Sirik's feet, shattering his body to pieces, but even in that state, the light in his eyes did not vanish. He reforged his spiritual manifestation before firing an uppercut into the sky, shattering the heavens!
Not even a second later, Azazel made an ocean of lava fall from the broken sky, pushing Sirik into the ground, and she was not over yet. An ice storm capable of freezing space covered the magma, hardening it.
Azazel used a massive amount of soul force in that attack, but there was a thrill in her heart. She created a giant mountain-like prison to crush Sirik's body by combining lava and ice.
That pressure level was much stronger than re chains, and Sirik's spiritual manifestation could not break free, enduring the heat and cold energy that shattered his body.
There was no more blood in Sirik's real body, but that did not an there were no more places he could use as fuel to improve his spiritual force.
Sirik's real body fell to the side and could no longer remain in a ditative stance as his bones were breaking apart. The reason was that the Astral Fiend began to burn his bone marrow, fueling his spiritual force.
"SHATTER!"
The massive freezing magma mountain that contained Sirik blasted to pieces as the Astral Fiend shattered from the inside out!
Ezequiel, Venganza, and Sacred Kings were genuinely impressed by what they were seeing. The Astral Fiend Lineage was a truly marvelous one.
It did not grant access to supernatural forces like World Strength or Samsara Force, but there was a simplicity in it, and that was precisely what true powerhouses sought.
The Astral Fiend Lineage granted a physical body that could shatter any material obstacle in your path and a mind capable of generating spiritual manifestation that could fight an illusion master in their own realm!
If Roku managed to rise to the Fourth Realm, using his bloodline as the core for his Truth, then the Daybreak Universe would gain a Lineage that would equal that of Lord of Emptiness.
The Emptiness Thearch and Revenge Thearch glanced at each other for a mont before softly nodding. Sirik had shown them enough to decide to use all their power to assist Roku's growth.
The rise of the Astral Fiend Progenitor to the Fourth Realm would be even more significant than that of one of the Sacred Kings since it would carry on a Lineage that could give birth to countless geniuses.
Roku was oblivious to what was happening in the minds of the Thearchs, as right now, there was nothing more important to him than the projection in the sky.
For Roku, family was one of the most important things in the world. As soone his father essentially abandoned, he knew the importance of that relationship, so he saw Sirik as his greatest accomplishnt.
He had never felt more pride and fulfillnt in his life than now. Soone like Roku did not need the approval of others, but seeing his son show the Daybreak Universe again and again just how mighty their Lineage was made him extrely happy.
It does not matter what happened from now on, or even if Sirik lost the fight, Roku would boast about this mont for the rest of his life.
Sirik's thoughts did not resemble those of his father since, right now, the only thing on his mind was to destroy and overco the enemy no matter what.
Azazel's real body had also fallen to the ground since she could no longer keep straight due to the exhaustion that assaulted her. She did not have the luxury of using her energy in anything else that was not the Dream Realm.
The Dream Realm was now less than a tenth of its original size, and it could not stop trembling due to the constant explosion that Sirik's attacks left behind.
The Depravita knew that she could not keep things for much longer and needed to unleash an attack that could drain the last of Sirik's spiritual force. Her soul trembled as she began to manipulate the Dream Realm.
Sirik's spiritual manifestation had just shattered a barrage of flying mountains shooting at him like spears when he saw the sky and earth closing around his figure.
People in the coliseum saw how the Azazel morphed the Dream Realm's sky and earth into a hand of cosmic proportions, and this one began to close around the Astral Fiend.
Even in its wild state, Sirik could feel the dangers of such a spiritual attack and attempted to fly above it, but the hand was too fast, and he ended up trapped inside it.
The cosmic hand tightened its grip with more and more strength, shattering everything inside it.
Sirik's real body could not stop shaking due to the damage he suffered inside the Dream Realm, and there was not enough energy left in his marrow to overco such power.
Venganza's eyes narrowed as he felt the state of the Astral Fiend's soul and was about to end the battle when he noticed a silver light in the eyes of this one.
Sirik's willpower burst, allowing him to use one final source of fuel for his spiritual manifestation, his bloodline!
The instant Sirik set the Astral Fiend Bloodline ablaze, an incredible burst of spiritual force flooded his existence.
The cosmic hand froze, as it seed it could not continue closing in. Cracks ford in it, allowing white light to erge, and then it shattered into billions of small pieces!
Venganza acted imdiately, bringing Azazel out of the arena and stabilizing her soul before the backlash killed her.
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