anwhile, Ace, in his Agunimon form, was like a tiger among sheep, charging into the remaining group of Kuwagamon that were not led by an Ultimate and whose formation was sowhat scattered.
His fists were wrapped in scorching flas, and his figure moved as fast as a phantom.
"Pyro Punch!" A dragon-shaped shockwave of fire blasted from his fist, accurately blowing up three Kuwagamon in front of him.
"Pyro Darts!" He then transford into a huge, blazing fireball.
This fireball streaked across the sky like a teor, crashing into the dense insect swarm with endless might.
The pitiful Kuwagamon were completely unable to withstand such imnse power; they were either sent flying or reduced to ashes by the violent impact.
But the fireball was completely unaffected.
It continued its rampage, and the swarm, once as dense as a tide, began to thin out.
They were ignited, wailing as they fell.
The battlefield was temporarily locked in a fierce, grueling battle.
The roars of beasts, the chirps of insects, and the sounds of explosions and collisions were endless.
Bursts of energy light constantly erupted, and data fragnts fluttered down like snowflakes.
WereGarurumon and GrapLeomon struggled to hold on under the siege of the Ultimates, Taomon's spiritual power was rapidly running low, and the number of Kuwagamon was still lot, enough for Ace to fight to his heart's content.
An Okuwamon that had been knocked back by GrapLeomon suddenly and cunningly abandoned its frontal assault on GrapLeomon.
Vibrating its wings with a low hum, it bypassed the battlefield with an agility that hid its massive size. Its scissor claws, glinting with a sinister light, snipped viciously toward the back of Ace, who was dealing with a group of Kuwagamon with his back turned.
If this strike landed, even Agunimon's armor would likely be cut like paper.
"Watch out!" Taomon shouted in alarm, but she was tied down by the Okuwamon leader's frenzied attacks and couldn't help in ti.
Agunimon (Ace) also sensed the lethal chill behind him and the sharp aura that felt like it could cut anything.
Kuwagamon were still tangling with him from the front.
Just at this critical mont—
"Hmph, a boring trick."
A cold, disdainful snort, as if from the depths of the underworld, suddenly echoed above the battlefield.
Just as Agunimon was about to be snipped by the scissor claws, the crimson light around his body suddenly erupted and transford.
A hotter, more violent fla, filled with draconic majesty, shot into the sky, instantly engulfing Agunimon's figure.
Within the flas, his form changed drastically.
His body beca taller and more agile, covered in streamlined crimson armor.
A pair of wider, sharper-edged crimson dragon wings unfurled from his back, and his head transford into the shape of a majestic dragon's head—BurningGreymon!
The evolution was completed in an instant.
Facing the scissor claws that were already right upon him, glinting sinisterly and capable of cutting even diamonds, the newly evolved BurningGreymon didn't even bother to look at the ambushing Okuwamon.
He simply, as if swatting a fly, raised his left hand, which was covered in a crimson dragon-claw gauntlet, and casually slapped it sideways against the deadly pincers.
Smack!
A soft, yet crystal-clear, slapping sound.
The nacing Okuwamon, certain of its success, felt an irresistible, imnse force strike it from the side.
The path of its lunge, into which it had poured all its strength, was forcibly knocked off course by this seemingly casual slap.
The huge insectoid body lost its balance, and with shock and confusion, it staggered sideways, its claws snapping shut on empty air.
"HUH—" The Okuwamon's compound eyes were filled with disbelief.
Its full-power sneak attack was foiled so easily, so casually?
However, BurningGreymon gave it no ti to think or readjust.
The mont he slapped its attack aside, his right arm was already raised.
The armor on the outside of his forearm flipped open, revealing several dark, cannon-like nozzles.
They instantly locked onto the Okuwamon, which had a huge opening due to its loss of balance.
"Wildfire Tsunami!"
A crimson rain of fire, denser than when he was in Agunimon form, with each point of fire more condensed, hotter, and filled with the explosive properties of dragon flas, surged out from the nozzles like a true tal storm.
The fiery rain, at almost point-blank range, poured entirely onto the Okuwamon's head, the joint between its thorax and abdon, and other vital areas.
Boom boom boom boom boom!
An unending series of explosions completely engulfed the Okuwamon.
Each point of fire was like a small, high-explosive, armor-piercing shell, blasting charred holes in its thick shell.
The dragon flas madly ate away at it from within.
The Okuwamon let out a wretched scream and struggled frantically, but under this point-blank saturation strike, its struggles quickly weakened.
After only two or three seconds of continuous fire, when BurningGreymon stopped the "Wildfire Tsunami" and retracted his arm, the Okuwamon was like a tattered, insect-shaped sieve, billowing black smoke and flas.
It fell stiffly from the sky, crashing to the ground with a boom. Its shell shattered, fluids splattered, and after twitching twice, it stopped moving, then dissolved into a stream of data—completely dead.
An Ultimate-level Okuwamon, before the evolved BurningGreymon, went from having its attack slapped aside to being instantly killed.
The entire process was clean and decisive, not even inflicting a single effective scratch on BurningGreymon.
After easily dispatching the ambusher, BurningGreymon's (Ace's) fla-wreathed eyes coldly swept over the remaining Kuwagamon on the battlefield.
These grunts had long been stunned by the lightning-fast evolution and instant kill.
Now, being swept by BurningGreymon's gaze, they were scared out of their wits.
How could they dare to stay? They shrieked and scattered in all directions.
"Trying to run?" BurningGreymon snorted coldly. With a beat of his dragon wings, his figure transford into a crimson streak of light, instantly catching up to a group of the slowest-fleeing Kuwagamon.
He didn't even need to use "Wildfire Tsunami" again.
Just by waving his claws, the scorching claw winds and sharp slashes from his wings tore this group of Kuwagamon apart like chopping vegetables, igniting them into a sky full of data ash.
Like a crimson god of death, he zipped across the battlefield a few tis, charging toward the remaining Kuwagamon that hadn't managed to escape far.
Only a handful were left, and the battlefield was instantly cleared, leaving only the three Okuwamon in front of WereGarurumon, GrapLeomon, and Taomon.
At this mont, BlackWarGreymon slowly landed on the ground, not even glancing at the stragglers who failed to escape.
BurningGreymon (Ace) also deactivated his form, returning to his human shape, and looked up at BlackWarGreymon.
"It seems sticking with you isnt entirely worthless," its voice was flat and emotionless.
"At least, powerful opponents are worth waiting for."
It was clearly referring to WereGarurumon and the others, perhaps beginning to have expectations for the ga forms they would evolve into.
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