Leon exploded forward, his flas surging, his entire form radiating pure heat.
The Silver Sun Domain imdiately took effect, the temperature shifting in an instant.
Dreadmaw, despite its imnse size and power, was visibly staggered.
Its energy was continuously being drained as Leon absorbed its essence.
Yet—
Even weakened, Dreadmaw's raw physical power was still imnse.
With a deafening roar, it stomped the ground, triggering Seismic Devastation.
The ground beneath them fractured violently, massive fissures opening in all directions, the wasteland collapsing into molten pits.
It was a trap—an attempt to swallow Leon whole.
But Leon was faster.
His body flickered, his elental form phasing through the collapsing ground, seamlessly reforming on the other side.
Dreadmaw's eyes flickered with frustration, realizing Leon had avoided the trap entirely.
It snarled, then unleashed Cataclysmic Roar—a devastating shockwave ant to stagger and burn its opponent.
But—
Leon stood firm, his Silver Sun Core flaring brilliantly.
The heat resistance of his core was absolute.
The roar did nothing.
Liora grinned from afar.
"Heh. Too bad for you, lizard. Leon doesn't care about your heat."
Leon jumped into the air, his flas expanding outward, forming two colossal silver claws.
With a thunderous slash, the claws ripped toward Dreadmaw, aiming to tear into its magma-infused flesh.
But—
The mont his attack landed, Liora's eyes widened.
It felt like striking a mountain.
Dreadmaw's Titanic Resilience activated, its ultra-dense obsidian bone structure absorbing the force without sustaining a single deep wound.
It didn't just take the hit—it used the mont to counterattack.
Liora's eyes flashed.
"Leon, move!"
But it was too late.
Dreadmaw lunged forward, its massive maw superheating as it clamped down on Leon's core.
A deafening crack echoed through the battlefield.
Dreadmaw's jaws crushed Leon's core in an instant, sending fractured silver flas scattering into the air.
The massive beast chewed once, then with a grunt—spit out the remains.
A low growl of satisfaction rumbled from Dreadmaw's throat.
It believed the enemy was dead.
Liora watched, her eyes narrowing.
Her fists clenched.
"Tch… You think it's over?"
Dreadmaw's eyes flickered, turning toward her, ready to move onto its next prey.
But then—
Sothing happened.
The scattered silver flas flickered.
They swirled together, reforming slowly, steadily… unnaturally.
Dreadmaw's head snapped toward the movent.
Liora smirked, crossing her arms.
"I guess no one told you."
Her eyes glowed with confidence.
"Leon is immortal."
Dreadmaw snarled, taking a step back as the scattered silver flas in the air began swirling toward a single point.
The fractured remnants reford, the flas knitting together, glowing brighter than before.
With a powerful pulse, the core fully restored itself, Leon's body materializing once more—this ti, burning hotter, stronger.
Liora grinned, cracking her knuckles.
"Welco back."
Leon lowered his stance, his silver flas raging, his body now even more refined than before.
Dreadmaw growled, clearly irritated by Leon's return.
Then, it roared, stomping the ground once again—
Seismic Devastation.
The entire wasteland rumbled, new fissures ripping open, molten fire erupting into the air, attempting to consu Leon whole.
But—
Leon didn't move.
He stood his ground, his silver flas flickering calmly—and then, sothing changed.
A powerful surge erupted from within him.
Liora's eyes widened slightly.
Leon's status screen suddenly flashed before her, his Strength stat shifting.
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[Leon's Status Updating…]
[Str: S → SS]
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Leon growled, his body absorbing the force of the quaking earth, his flas growing even larger and brighter.
Liora's smirk widened.
"Oh? You finally broke through, huh?"
Dreadmaw, sensing the shift in power, snarled as if reacting to the newfound challenge.
Then—
Dreadmaw lunged, its fangs aiming straight for Leon's core once more.
But this ti—
Leon moved.
Faster.
Stronger.
More precise.
He dodged at the last second, his silver flas solidifying into a massive blade, striking Dreadmaw's side.
The massive beast staggered, its obsidian armor cracking slightly—but not enough.
Liora gritted her teeth.
"Damn it… Even with SS-Rank Strength, its body is still too tough!"
Dreadmaw recovered instantly, slamming its tail into the ground, sending magma spikes surging toward Leon.
Leon countered, his body shifting into pure light, reappearing behind Dreadmaw in a blink of an eye.
He ford another colossal claw, slashing down at full force.
But Dreadmaw turned just in ti, catching the attack with its unbreakable fangs, pushing back against Leon's imnse power.
For a mont—the battlefield froze.
Leon's Silver Sun flas clashed against Dreadmaw's volcanic energy, both refusing to give in.
Liora narrowed her eyes, watching intensely.
"Even after breaking past the limit… it's still not enough?"
Liora suddenly rembered her ability to scan weaknesses.
She focused her gaze on Dreadmaw, activating her Status Perception Ability.
A holographic screen appeared in front of her, revealing its critical flaws.
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[Weakness:]
[Long Recovery Period – After an extended battle, Dreadmaw enters a short regenerative phase, making it montarily vulnerable.]
[Territorial Nature – Will not chase opponents far beyond its claid land, allowing skilled tars to use hit-and-run tactics.]
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Liora's eyes glead, her smirk widening.
"So that's it, huh?"
She clenched her fists, piecing together a strategy.
Then—
She shouted toward Leon.
"Leon! Let's go! Get out of here!"
Leon, mid-battle, paused for a split second, his eyes blinking in confusion.
Dreadmaw, still locked in combat, tensed, readying another earth-shattering attack.
But before it could act, Leon obeyed Liora's command.
He rushed toward her and, in one smooth motion, lowered his body for her to hop on.
Liora grabbed onto his mane, swinging onto his back as Leon imdiately turned and bolted away.
Dreadmaw let out a booming roar, its body surging with rage.
It lurched forward, attempting to chase them down—but despite its imnse size, it was still slower than Leon.
Liora grinned, feeling the wind whip against her face as Leon sprinted at full speed.
"Let's go! Find the end of its territory!"
Leon's flas surged, his body flickering like a cot as he raced across the wasteland.
Behind them, Dreadmaw's roars echoed, but as they continued running—
Liora could feel it.
The pursuit was slowing.
Dreadmaw, despite its wrath, was not leaving its land.
Liora smirked.
"Gotcha."
Now—it was ti to counterattack.
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