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Galen appeared determined to fully prepare himself for the final round with Eren, unleashing his full power to inspire faith not only within himself but also in the eyes of the Amazonians who watched intently.
As the transford mini-giant, Galen summoned five more axes, each arm wielding a weapon. The blades sliced through the air, creating a blizzard of weapon slashes that surrounded him. With his Axe Arts enhancing his attacks, it seed as if Galen was engulfed by a swarm of axes, deftly juggling them from one hand to another.
The addition of two extra pairs of arms had made Galen's Axe Arts exponentially more dangerous, providing him with a perfect counter against Eren's assaults.
Eren realized that his katars, Diceros Left and Right, would be rendered ineffective in clashing against the transford Galen. The short blades lacked the necessary length and maneuverability to parry Galen's potential attacks and breach his defenses.
"Tch! What the fuck is this? It's like a giant muscular spider suddenly deciding to walk upright and wield axes," Eren thought to himself, clicking his tongue in frustration. In response, he made the punching daggers vanish, replacing them with a pair of his trusted swords—the Rigor Mortis set.
With newfound determination, Eren and Galen locked eyes, taking deep breaths before their second and final round comnced. The Amazonian onlookers held their breaths, their anticipation palpable as they awaited the continuation of this intense duel.
Swoosh. Zoom. Boom.
Eren and Galen ca within each other's striking range once again, their weapons colliding in a symphony of tallic clashes. The battlefield beca charged with an intimidating atmosphere as the two powerhouses unleashed their auras. Flurries of attacks were launched from both sides, the sound of their clashes reverberating through the air.
This ti, Galen effortlessly breached Eren's defenses, inflicting severe damage despite Eren's near-impregnable weapon comprehension and exceptional ti-elent spells. The battle unfolded across multiple points, as Eren and Galen swiftly changed positions. The sheer mana storm, flas, sparks, and gusts of wind generated by their clashes forced the onlookers to step back, even though a defensive shield had been deployed to contain the battle's impact within the battlefield.
Eren felt like a re midget fighting against a mini-giant as Galen's attacks rained down upon him from above. His only respite was that Galen's strikes couldn't target his lower body due to the giant's stature. However, engaging with Galen proved to be no easy task. It was now Eren's turn to bear multiple slash wounds across his body, his blood staining the sacred ground before vanishing.
Suppressing his screams of pain by biting his lips, Eren fought valiantly against the six-ard mini-giant. The temptation to unleash his Sin Series Ability against Galen surged within him, but he suppressed it, focusing on battling the towering opponent before him using his go-to spells.
Frustration gnawed at Eren, yet his audience stood aghast at his ability to engage with the transford Galen without being instantly overwheld. The Amazians had expected Eren to lose a limb or two, just like Galen. After all, Eren was practically contending with an endless storm of axes, relentless in their pursuit no matter where he sought refuge within the sacred ground.
Galen's formidable bear companion, Nova, stood in Eren's path, obstructing his ability to launch mid-range spells at Galen. While the beast lacked agility and could be easily dodged, its Ironskin fur rendered it impervious to most slashing attacks. Galen, aware of the threat Eren posed, prevented him from delivering a decisive blow to Nova, leaving Eren frustrated.
"Hahaha. This is fun," Galen chuckled, thoroughly enjoying the battle against Eren. The increase in his size made it challenging for Galen to evade Eren's counterattacks aid at his vulnerable spots. However, Galen's augnted body boasted a reinforced skin and mana defense layer, minimizing the impact of Eren's assaults.
Exploiting his lower arms and legs, Galen launched surprise attacks on Eren. The axes wielded by his lower pair of arms would intermittently vanish, allowing Galen to land sneak punches on Eren, inflicting blunt force injuries. Each connecting blow sent Eren soaring through the air, further weakening his offense and defense. Spit streams of blood escaped Eren's mouth as he was once again thrown into the air, enduring the painful onslaught.
Galen prevented Eren from escaping by grabbing his arms, still clutching the swords, with his upper pair of arms. Ignoring the lightning and fla damage inflicted on his hands by Eren's elental spells, Galen laughed maniacally, fueled by the adrenaline and joy of dominating the battle.
Galen tightened his grip on Eren's arms, twisting them rcilessly. Eren's arms dislocated from his shoulders, contorting unnaturally under Galen's brutal attack. Flesh tore, revealing the severity of the twisted joints, resembling wet fabric wrung dry.
Galen's middle pair of arms assailed Eren's torso with the axes, displaying a diminished sense of reason as he grappled with the formidable Eren. This was an unknown side effect of Galen's transformation. Eren cried out in agony as his arms were subjected to excruciating pain. Despite deploying a defensive spell at the last mont, Eren's torso suffered anew under Galen's relentless assault.
In a dire predicant, Eren's contract beast, the Red Lightning Bull Ertaur, sensed his master's plight and erged from within Eren's chest. A protective layer of red lightning enveloped Eren as Ertaur propelled him into the air using its horns. Dispelling the flying weapon slashes along Eren's trajectory with its lightning spells, Ertaur redirected its attention toward Galen, initiating the Red Bull Rush.
Caught off guard, Galen found himself montarily disrupted by Ertaur's sudden intervention. However, his colossal size shielded him from substantial damage, considering Ertaur's attack more of a nuisance. Galen swiftly dispatched Ertaur by launching a powerful kick, propelling the Red Lightning Bull toward Nova– his Beast Companion.
anwhile, a pair of Fusion Wings erged from Eren's back, stabilizing his midair trajectory. Pausing the battle montarily, Eren took flight, ascending higher until he was out of Galen's reach. Gazing down at his broken arms, which seed devoid of bones, Eren's status as a sli half-blood revealed his remarkable flexibility. Galen's ability to inflict such severe damage despite Eren's bloodline trait highlighted the gravity of the attack.
Silenced by the sight of Galen's brutal assault, the audience observed with mixed emotions. So found satisfaction in Eren being put in his place, so worried about the future of the business deal, while others looked upon Eren's broken arms as Callista's vindication.
Amidst the quietude, only Galen's mindless chuckle, the noises of a bear and bull, and the flapping of Eren's wings resonated through the air. Eren's gaze shifted from his broken arms to Galen, who gestured for him to descend with all six of his arms.
Taking a deep breath, Eren's arms snapped back to their original form, Instant Reset and his bloodline powers aiding in their swift restoration. With his erald green eyes radiating a peculiar cruelty, Eren retrieved a transcendent-grade axe from his storage.
"Now you've done it, big guy," The butcher murmured to himself, his determination unyielding as he prepared to face Galen with renewed resolve– a resolve to unleash a carnage the likes of which Galen had never witnessed in his life.
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