"Yes... How do you know her na?" Ash asked, her brow furrowed in confusion.
Sunny ignored Ash. His priority was the ti limit imposed by his family’s near-death experience, which overshadowed all other concerns. He looked down at Gabby, his voice deliberately asured.
"We aren’t here to fight. We are just passing through!" He was going with peace, not out of fear, but pragmatic calculation: all his strength must be conserved for Elental Prism. He couldn’t afford a prolonged, energy-draining battle.
Gabby, the exquisite beauty, offered a cold, absolute rejection. "Sorry, whoever you are... None of you are leaving here alive." Her figure spun, a blur of motion, vanishing into an intimidating streak of light. She didn’t fly, she ran up the vertical surface of the ruined building with frightening, impossible speed.
".....?!"
WHOOSH!!
Both Sunny and Ash were thrown backward, their falls jarring as they landed butt-first on the rubble. Sunny imdiately raised his hand, touching the small, perfect cut that had appeared on his cheek. He felt no pain, only a chilling sense of inadequacy.
’I didn’t even detect her attack? And she’s in the sa rank as .’
’Gabby’s speed isn’t just movent; it’s an erasure of the space-ti between points.’ He rose to his feet, adrenaline flushing away his shock.
The light hovered before them for a breath-stopping mont and then solidified back into the elegant form of Gabby. She glanced around the highest rooftops, then stopped at Sunny, shaking her head with a look of certainty.
"If my guess is correct, you’re after Elental Prism, right?" she asked, her voice an icy calm. She wasn’t asking for information; she was confirming their order.
"What does that have to do with you?!" Sunny hissed, his control cracking. He summoned All-changer, which instantly morphed into a gleaming Desert Eagle. The weapon was his imdiate security blanket, his proof that even if she was faster, he still controlled the distance.
"My mission is to kill anyone who’s after it... That ans, I have a valid reason to kill you two." She turned her head to Ash, who stood so feet behind Sunny, her own expression a mix of awe and terror.
"May I know your nas? I tend to know my kills na," Gabby added, her tone utterly devoid of malice, treating the declaration of intent as a simple, necessary formality.
Sunny snorted, his patience gone. "You think because you are fast, you are invincible?!" He stopped speaking and let his power answer.
BOOOOM!
Red and black smoke erupted from the ground as his body contorted and swelled. The man was replaced by a massive, eight-foot-tall werewolf covered in coarse red and black fur. The transformation was agonizingly quick, showcasing his raw power.
"Ancient bloodlines?!" Both Ash and Gabby exclaid, their shock equally profound, but for different reasons.
Ash was horrified. She had thought he had only two bloodlines, a powerful but manageable threat. Now, she was looking at a creature forged from four, a being who constantly hid the full scope of his origin.
Gabby was stunned because witnessing one Ancient Bloodline was unheard of; two in one opponent was a defiance of cosmic law.
"Who are you?! Are you a god from the Supre World!!" Gabby hissed, then nodded, piecing together an explanation.
"That’s why you know my na... Surely, you’re from the Supre World, if not the Great World. There is no way soone like you will be born in the Lower or Upper Worlds." She found comfort in compartntalizing his threat, needing him to be a God to justify his impossible power.
Sunny blinked inside the monstrous form. ’I was actually from the Lower World, but that isn’t important now.’ He let her assumptions stand; they served his purpose.
He raised a clawed hand and pointed it at the desolate sky, his voice a gravelly, guttural snarl. "rging with Fenrir and Carcharoth bloodlines, my speed and attack strength have risen to a terrifying degree." He was playing his trump card, not just to fight, but to control the terrain.
BOOOOM!!!!
Gabby and Ash looked up, eyes wide in disbelief. A huge black spinning vortex appeared, rapidly covering the entire ruin city below.
"What are you doing?!" Gabby yelled, a note of alarm finally entering her voice.
"Your main advantage is speed... But taking away the ground. Can you use it?" Sunny smirked, his plan executed with ruthless efficiency. "On the ground, you’ll be faster than ... But on air?"
His eyes glowed golden, and the Wings of Judgent ripped out from his back—four huge, feathered appendages, instantly boosting his flight speed.
"You are nothing," he added, the words echoing his newly found confidence in the face of her speed.
"...?!!"
Gabby was montarily speechless, her strategic advantage—the solid ground—literally spinning away beneath a cosmological threat.
BOOOOM!!
She looked up again, seeing more than a thousand flaming teorites beginning their chaotic descent from the vortex.
’I will kill you before it lands!!!’ Gabby’s tactical mind scread. The chaos would be her ultimate undoing, but the threat to the Elental Prism was even greater.
Without warning, she lunged at Sunny, initiating the engagent. Sunny, equally committed, t her charge with matching speed.
BAM!!!!
Gabby’s hardened claw nails collided on the gun’s cold, reinforced surface. The force threw Sunny backward. She didn’t hesitate, imdiately lunging for the follow-up, sending countless, hypersonic attacks at the werewolf in every second.
BOOOOM!!
A dense, shockwave of energy radiated out from the collision point, throwing Ash off the building. She quickly deployed her own powers, extending her blood veins to catch a nearby support column, stopping her fall.
"I can’t even follow their moves," she muttered, staring at the flashing red and golden lights on the rooftop.
’Is this the battle of gods? But if he’s this powerful, why is he after Elental Prism?’ The mystery of Sunny deepened with every action. She looked up at the teorites, their speed multiplying.
’Nope! I must get off this city!!’
Survival was paramount. She shot forward with all her speed, abandoning the two powerhouses to their heated, self-created battlefield.
BAM!!
Sunny moved back from a forceful collision and released a shot from All-changer.
WHOOSH!
Gabby leaped into the air, dodging the bullet with an effortless grace that was infuriating.
"I don’t know what weapon is that!! But it’s useless against !!" She shouted, demonstrating her refusal to be intimidated. She shot forward, claws aid directly at his head.
Sunny quickly executed a calculated leap backward. Her palm slamd onto the building rooftop, sending devastating cracks across the structure, a testant to her pure, destructive power.
BAM!!
The air crackled as All-changer bullet struck the spot where Gabby had been. She lunged again, pressing her speed advantage.
’Wow! She is faster than I thought.’ Sunny’s mind raced through the data:
’The Wings of Judgent increased my speed, All-changer also increased my speed. Slow Curse reduced her speed. Even my bloodlines’ transformation increased my speed... But with all these boosts, I can’t still land a hit on her.’ He felt a cold dread settle in his heart.
’She is just a core slave under the Great Mother!! How powerful will the Great Mother’s fragnt be, let alone her original body?!’ The thought reaffird his desperate need for the Elental Prism—he wasn’t powerful enough yet.
He blocked Gabby’s claws with his gun, the impact forcing him back.
BAM!
Sunny flew backward, crashing into the building below, instantly shattering the entire structure into a pile of ruins.
"Just die!!!" Gabby hissed, landing lightly on the ground, staring down at the dust. Her frustration at his resilience was finally showing.
"Die?" Sunny erged from the ruins, his werewolf form bruised but intact. He wiped the blood from his lips and smirked.
"That isn’t in my dictionary." He was embracing his rogue nature, fighting dirty to survive.
"Then I will add it!!" Before Gabby could attack, Sunny shot into the air, intentionally ascending past the descending teorites.
"You are out of ti, Gabby!" he yelled, taunting her from his new vantage point.
Gabby moved her gaze wildly, trying to track his speed among the falling space rocks. The chaos was already affecting her focus. "Cowards don’t hide from a fight!!" she yelled, appealing to a sense of honor she knew he wouldn’t possess.
"As long I win... I will do anything!!" Sunny’s voice reverberated from the clouds. His priority was the objective, not the fight’s integrity.
WHOOSH!!
Gabby snapped her head to the side, watching in disbelief as ten massive, churning gateways ripped open in the air. Before her, an endless stream of fully ard rcenaries poured out. In less than seconds, more than five hundred thousand had materialized.
"Face my soldiers!!" Sunny’s voice bood.
Gabby slowly moved her gaze across the swarm of soldiers, completely ignoring the terrifying mass of bodies.
’Is she ignoring them?’ Sunny, hovering above the teorites, was stunned.
"Impressive... Truly. System... Let’s make this fun, Use my title; Grim Reaper!"
{Ok, Master.}
{Title effect Activated.}
BOOOOM!!
Gabby frowned, turning back to the rcenaries. Their eyes, once rely human, were now glowing an intense golden hue.
’Did their strength just increase?’ She thought in shock. This wasn’t just summoning; this was empowernt.
"Deal with her," Sunny commanded.
With his word, the more than half-million-strong force drew their weapons and surged toward the solitary figure.
"You don’t have infinite spirit energy! You not only have the rcenaries to deal with, but also the teorites... But I... I have infinite rcenaries! Not only that!! I can create more teorites!" Sunny was defining the paraters of the loss: a battle of attrition against a peak god-like foe.
Gabby gritted her teeth at his mocking words, her focus sharpening to a pinprick of determination. She lunged towards the charging rcenaries.
"No matter your plan! I will kill you!" she hissed, her first attack vaporizing a rcenary into dust.
"You don’t get it... I already won," Sunny said, a triumphant smirk stretching his wolf-muzzle. All-changer morphed into a highly advanced tracking sniper rifle.
"As long I can think about it, I can form it! Let’s see how you escape when you are marked." He said, and released the shot, not at her, but at the chaos she was about to enter. The weapon’s tracking bullet would be the final piece of the trap.
"I already won."
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