Alchemist In The Apocalypse: Rise Of A Legend!

Chapter 465: Skip!!!!

Andrew realised that he had to act quickly. He couldn't let Ace spiral out of control and potentially harm himself. With a swift motion, he channelled his dragon aura to create a barrier

With a burst of power, he expanded the barrier he had erected around Ace, attempting to shield him from the darkness that threatened to consume him. The pressure intensified, and the clash of auras created a brilliant display of red light and darkness.

Ace was momentarily disoriented by the sudden surge of energy, his movements faltering. The dark aura within him fought against the emperor's barrier, causing a visible strain on the young warrior's body and mind. His eyes, once filled with determination, now flickered with uncertainty.

"Stay with me, lad!" Andrew called out, his voice laced with urgency. "Get yourself together!"

But the darkness had its grip on Ace, and he found it increasingly difficult to resist. The dark aura seemed to whisper promises of power and domination, clouding his judgement.

As the battle continued, Ace's attacks became more erratic and unpredictable. The ground around him trembled with the sheer force of his strikes, but his movements lacked the precision and control they once held. It was as if the dark aura was guiding him now, pushing him to unleash devastating attacks without thought for the consequences.

Andrew Dawn found himself in a difficult position. He could see that Ace's powers were reaching an unprecedented level, but he also knew that if the young warrior lost himself to the darkness, it could lead to untold destruction.

With a heavy heart, Andrew made a difficult decision. He chose not to fully unleash his own power, instead opting to meet Ace's attacks with a measured response. He allowed himself to be pushed back, creating an opening for Ace to strike, all the while trying to assess the best way to break the hold of the dark aura.

"Come on, lad. You are stronger than this," Andrew urged, his voice carrying both encouragement and concern.

As if in response, the dark aura surged within Ace, and he let out a fierce roar that shook the very earth. His body now bore a heavy coat of black scales, giving him an almost primal appearance. The dark energy seemed to fuel his attacks, making them more devastating than ever.

But amid the chaos, a faint glimmer of Ace's true self remained. Deep within his consciousness, he fought against the darkness, struggling to regain control of his mind and powers. His memories flickered like a distant light in the darkness.

Andrew sensed the internal battle within Ace and knew he had to seize the opportunity to help his opponent break free. With a calculated strike, he targeted the area where Ace's heart lay, aiming not to inflict harm but to reach the core of his being.

The impact sent Ace reeling, and for a brief moment, the darkness wavered. Andrew seized the chance and, with the gentleness of a mentor, sent a surge of his dragon aura towards Ace, intending to reinforce the young warrior's true essence.

The collision of auras was intense, and for a moment, everything stood still. The dark aura and the dragon aura fought for dominance, while Ace's consciousness teetered on the edge.

"Figth it!!!!"

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Meanwhile, in the settlement, Anna's heart raced with worry and anxiety for reasons she couldn't fully comprehend. Ever since Ace had entered her mind, her emotions had been in turmoil, and her mind couldn't find peace. It was as if an invisible connection had been formed between them, and she felt an inexplicable need to ensure his safety.

With a determined look, Anna decided to send out her summoned crow clones to search for any traces of Ace in the true world. All she wanted was to see through their eyes and confirm that he was safe. Her comrades in the settlement noticed the distress in her demeanour and grew concerned themselves.

As Anna released the black crows one after another, they soared into the skies, spreading their wings wide to search for their target. Each passing moment felt like an eternity to her, and she couldn't help but feel a gnawing sense of dread in the pit of her stomach.

Her teammates gathered around, trying to understand what was bothering her so much, but Anna found it difficult to put her feelings into words. The fear she felt for Ace's safety was overwhelming, and she didn't want to burden her friends with her worries.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, one of the crows returned with a vision of Ace. As Anna gazed through its eyes, she was taken aback by the sight before her.

While Ace's appearance seemed calm and composed, there was an aura of power emanating from him that made her heart race even faster. It was evident that he was engaged in a formidable battle, and the intensity of it was palpable even through the crow's vision.

The scene unfolding before Anna's eyes was both mesmerising and concerning. She could see the clash of auras, the brilliant flashes of power, and the destructive shockwaves that emanated from Ace's every move. It was clear that this battle was on an entirely different level, and she couldn't help but worry about the toll it was taking on him.

In the heart of a tumultuous volcanic landscape, Ace found himself amidst an internal tempest that mirrored the fiery surroundings. Lava flowed like molten veins beneath the cracked earth, mirroring the turmoil within him. The air vibrated with an uncanny energy, and the ground trembled beneath his feet.

Anna's distress and Blue's cryptic behavior had unlocked something dark and powerful within Ace. As the molten reds and oranges of the volcanic landscape surrounded him, he felt an equally searing conflict raging within.

His mind split like a fault line, and two distinct facets of himself emerged. One was the Ace he had always known, the young man with a heart full of dreams, laughter, and friendship. The other was an enigmatic, shadowy version, driven by an insatiable hunger for dominance.

The two Aces circled each other amidst the roaring inferno, their eyes locked in a fierce struggle for control. The Ace he recognized emanated determination and a fierce loyalty to his friends, while the other exuded an almost palpable aura of malevolence and self-interest.

With each step th

ey took, the volcanic terrain responded, spewing jets of molten lava into the air. It was as if the elements themselves were mirroring the intense clash occurring within Ace's psyche.