The two stared at each other: the dragon with a confident look, Theos with an extrely cold and murderous look.
From Theos' lips ca only one word: "Oblivion."
The dragon's face froze. Gradually the Sacred Breath diminished in his mouth. His eyes, once staring at Theo's fixedly, now focused anywhere without a fixed direction.
He had... He had completely forgotten all his mories; he even forgot his basic abilities; like a newborn, he couldn't even move.
The wings that held him up, fluttering, stopped dryly. Consequently, the dragon slowly fell downward.
But how could Theos miss such an opportunity? He had created it, planned it, all for this very mont?
The negative Mana in his Mana's heart was wearing down at a terrifying rate. After all, he had just made a Supre Rank Sacred Dragon completely Forget Everything.
Such a feat is nearly impossible for Theos, his eye quickly fluttered and began to dart around.
"Wouldn't it be interesting to test all my power against a weakened Supre being....", Theos muttered to himself, his gaze completely cold, at the sa ti a smile revealed itself at the corners of his lips.
Unable to give him power, the divine hand began to slowly fade away, as the giant dark hand pierced him and broke him into pieces.
It did not even stop there, but the dark hand continued its trajectory toward the holy dragon.
It did not end there, but Theos, with his aura, created multiple rays of negative energy everywhere, each one heading toward the sacred dragon.
As if that wasn't enough, a ntal command from Theos and a small hand signal caused a thousand dark hands to be born again, all heading for the holy dragon.
The holy dragon descended, and its golden glowing aura was gone, possibly because it was a creation of Mana himself; now that he had forgotten everything, he couldn't create that glowing aura.
His original state is revealed: a dragon with all-white scales and blue eyes. But this to Theos mattered, at best, nothing.
*Boom*
All the attacks slamd into the Sacred Dragon, the thousands of hands of darkness, the giant hand, and the hundreds and hundreds of bolts of negative energy.
All the attacks he received were full-on, and as if that wasn't enough, Theos also launched the Death Shard.
"AGGGGGHHHH," the Dragon roared in pain.
It should be known that all the attacks that Theos has just launched do a lot of damage, not only because of the power of the attacks themselves but also because of the type of mana, the mana of death.
A mana that is a direct counter to the holy dragons, and in addition, enhanced with negative energy...
It is the nesis of any holy dragon.
*Boom*
The cold eyes of Theos observed all the attacks the dragon received; he couldn't defend himself, let alone block it; he must not even know how to speak; that cry of pain only ca from every person's survival instinct.
A cry for help.
"I should defuse it," Theos muttered to himself.
Making a supre being forget everything is naturally too difficult, the drain on Mana was abysmal, so, almost out of Mana, Theos had to deactivate the skill "Oblivion."
However, when it was deactivated, the attacks had already taken effect. The sacred dragon was plumting towards the darkness-filled floor of the "Underworld."
Theos watched calmly as the sacred dragon fell until it finally collapsed to the ground. 'It shouldn't be that easy...', he thought.
Even if his Mana countered the dragon, still, it's Supre Rank, and he, at least in raw power, is a Grand Master rank... There is a difference between the two levels, and with each level, the difference gets wider and wider.
Theos' wings fluttered carefully, slowly descending. As he approached.
Theos' eyes scanned the entire body and dragon scales. Although there were wounds and scratches, the damage was not severe or significant.
"And now, it's my turn," the Dragon roared, raising its head.
Instantly, Theos took a big leap backward to try to dodge and guard against any attack the Dragon might make.
However, he did not see that an intense light covered his entire field of vision. In a mont, all that light surrounded him.
*Boom*
There was another explosion, this ti, Theos had collided with... The Dragon's Sacred Breath.
Theos was sent flying tens of ters, narrowing against the wall of the "Underworld". All of his Corrupted Celestial armor had been destroyed, and wings and even several bones had been broken.
The Sacred Breath reached such high temperatures that it burned almost his entire body. Fortunately, Theos' physical endurance is quite high. Otherwise, he would have passed out long ago from the pain he felt.
"Hahahaha," Theos laughed coldly, for so reason, he found the situation quite amusing...
'My first defeat?' he asked himself, his amusent coming from right there. This is his first defeat against a Supre being.
Anyone would have been proud that he could have attacked a being, and not just a being, but a Sacred Dragon of the Supre Dragon.
'Even though this domain weakens him by more than 50%, and even when he is wounded, he remains infinitely more powerful...', thought Theos.
He had fought several tis, in no battle could he be defeated. Although he knew that without certain advantages, he would not have won several battles, like, for example, the fight against the Curse, if Luna had not been there, he would possibly have been defeated.
Or the fight against King Ezreal. He had gone during the day to defeat the Vampire King, otherwise he would have been brutally defeated at night.
He knew all this. And he also knew that he was currently no match for a Sacred Dragon.
"Did you see the difference between the two?" the Sacred Dragon's provocative question echoed throughout the Underworld.
Approaching a wounded Theos, the Dragon demonstrated his sharp fangs with a satisfied smile. "He did not doubt that, despite being Master Rank, you are very powerful. If you had been in the company of a Grand Master, I would possibly be dead now. But what can you do? Now you are the loser."
After saying those words, the Dragon laughed his laughter so loud that it moved the cube of the Underworld.
However, Theos did not respond. He remained silent, causing the Dragon to frown. "What's wrong with you? By the way, that skill is a bit peculiar; you made forget everything for a few brief minutes; "what was that?" he asked.
But Theos remained unresponsive. 'Does he think I'm going to tell him my most important skill and tell him why I'm buying ti?' he thought, almost rolling his eyes.
*cracks*
Suddenly, the Underworld cube was cracking, threatening to break apart.
In response, the Dragon smiled and laughed. "Hahaha, you finally ca," he said, continuing. "Do you know my ability that I was born with? It was being able to communicate with thousands and thousands of dragons of my race as long as I only have a single ssage to communicate...", he stated.
He didn't have to think long to realize that the Holy Dragon called thousands of his allies to capture and kill him. Possibly, he did this when Theos released the Underworld. The Dragon sensed a significant threat, and so he called his companions.
A rather desperate situation, to say the least. However, Theos' indifference and coldness to the current situation made the Dragon desperate.
The dragon stared at him, wanting to say sothing... But Theos only needed a single word to make him stop. "Forget all mories permanently having to do with or featuring , Luna, and Camila," Theos commanded.
[Error: Ability cannot permanently erase mories], the system notified.
"And what if we make a swap? So parts of my mories as Theos, in exchange for being able to erase those mories permanently," Theos offered.
He couldn't afford for the Dragon to get out of there alive. Now more than ever he could be considered a threat for having Death Dragon abilities.
In desperate tis, Theos had to think calmly and negotiate.
[I don't know, it's impossible...], before the system could notify anything, the voice was blocked, emitting a static sound.
Instead, the crimson eye glowed brightly, moving all around. The eye itself had agreed.
Imdiately, the dragon's blue eyes turned red for a brief period, before its eyes returned to normal.
But as if unable to process the sudden disappearance of a large portion of his recent mories, the dragon slumped to the ground.
At the sa ti, Theos lost a part of his mories.
The fear of losing the mories of Luna, Alice, and what he had experienced these days gnawed at him. Fortunately, Theos was able to rember all of it.
'What exactly did he eliminate?" he ntally asked himself.
*Boom*
*Boom*
But the constant explosions and cracks that were appearing in the Underworld cube made Theos shake his head.
Ti to escape from the Godria Tree.
He had bought ti, also called a large number of holy dragons to him, and had fought with a Supre Rank Dragon. His wounded and burned body could take no more.
However, what harm would yet another madness do?
With his hands, Theos made an order... Self-destroy the Underworld.
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