Divine Mask: I Have Numerous God Clones

Chapter 264: Seven Star Lucy

Above Lucy, the dark clouds churned violently, swirling with ominous intent as raw, untamed energy crackled through the air. The atmosphere thickened with a suffocating tension, every breath feeling heavier as the impending storm loomed.

The first thunderbolt ripped through the sky, a blinding streak of light, crashing down with a deafening roar. But when it struck, neither Lucy nor the eight-star Volcanic Dragon flinched. The energy dissipated around them harmlessly, as if testing their resolve.

Lucy's gaze remained fixed, her expression calm but alert, while the dragon huffed, its molten eyes narrowing in confusion.

"That was... nothing," the dragon grunted, its voice low and gravelly, almost as if reassuring itself. It bared its fangs, a flicker of doubt crossing its molten-red eyes. "Surely, this tribulation can't be that weak."

Lucy smirked but said nothing, her stance unwavering, her volcanic aura burning steadily around her. Yet, in the air above, the energy shifted, growing more volatile. The storm was only beginning.

Suddenly, with a deafening crack, the fifth thunderbolt descended from the sky. This time, it was different. The very air seemed to tremble as the bolt split the heavens, and when it struck, both Lucy and the Volcanic Dragon staggered under its immense force.

The dragon let out a guttural roar, its voice deep with pain as the lightning tore through its body. Its molten scales, once glowing with a fierce brilliance, began to crack, molten blood oozing from the fractures in its hide.

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"Argh! This... this isn't how it's supposed to go!" the dragon growled, its voice strained with both anger and fear. It gritted its massive teeth, lowering its head in frustration. "How can a mere human withstand this?!"

Lucy winced, her volcanic aura flickering for the first time. Her knees buckled slightly as the impact hit her, the heat of the thunder searing through her veins. Her body felt the weight of the tribulation, but she refused to fall. Her eyes blazed with defiance, her breath heavy, yet steady.

The dragon's molten eyes darted toward Lucy, its gaze filled with both confusion and fury. "You... you should've fallen by now," it snarled, panting heavily as it struggled to remain standing. "This thunder was meant to bring you down."

Lucy straightened, wiping a trail of blood from her lip with the back of her hand. Her eyes met the dragon's, a fierce determination burning in them.

"Is that what you're hoping for?" she asked, her voice a low, taunting whisper. Despite the exhaustion in her body, she smirked. "Don't get your hopes up."

The dragon's body trembled, molten blood dripping to the ground as it bared its fangs once more. "This... this isn't good," it muttered, almost to itself, as if trying to make sense of the situation.

Its deep voice carried a note of fear now, mixing with the fury that coursed through it. "We're not done yet. The next strike... it'll—"

The sixth thunderbolt followed, fiercer than before. It came crashing down with an overwhelming force, the sheer intensity of it ripping through the volcanic landscape. Lava surged, the ground quaking under the storm's relentless fury.

The Volcanic Dragon was hit hard, its body buckling under the blow. Its once formidable scales cracked even further, molten blood pouring freely now. The mighty beast was on the verge of collapse, barely holding on as its breath came in ragged gasps.

Lucy, too, was gravely injured, her teeth gritted against the pain. Her volcanic aura flared desperately, flickering as she fought to stay on her feet.

The dragon, battered and broken, let out a deep, shaky sigh of relief. It had survived. "The sixth strike... it's over," it whispered hoarsely, its voice weak but filled with hope. "That... that was the last one."

But before the dragon could recover, the sky above rumbled once more—louder, more violent than before. Dark clouds twisted and gathered, thickening as they prepared for another strike.

The Volcanic Dragon's eyes widened in sheer disbelief, its massive form frozen in terror. "What... what is happening?!" it roared, its voice rising in panic.

"The tribulation is only supposed to strike six times!" It whipped its head around frantically, its gaze darting between the sky and Lucy, desperately searching for an answer.

Lucy, despite her own injuries, smirked, her lips curling into a dangerous grin. Her eyes, filled with both amusement and defiance, locked onto the dragon. "I don't know..." she began, her tone mocking as she wiped the blood from her lip. "Maybe I'm just special."

Her words were light, but the strength behind them was undeniable. The Volcanic Dragon, seeing the smirk on her face, could only watch in terror as the seventh bolt prepared to descend.

Lucas watched from the sidelines, his arms crossed, eyes gleaming with quiet confidence as the chaotic tribulation unfolded. The sky was alive with fury, and yet, amidst it all, Lucy stood strong. He couldn't help but feel a sense of awe mixed with pride.

"It's because she's a Divine Scripture user," Lucas whispered to himself, his tone thoughtful but calm. "They always receive an additional strike in tribulation. I wonder if Lucy can handle it."

[Of course she can,] the system interjected, its voice dripping with arrogance. [She's far more of a genius than you could ever dream to be.]

Lucas chuckled softly at the system's shameless confidence. "You never miss an opportunity to mock me, do you?" he murmured, his lips curving into a faint smile.

[Mock you? I'm just stating the obvious,] the system replied with a smug tone. [Let's be real, watching your sister fight is like watching a masterpiece in action. And you? Well, you're lucky to even be related to her.] The system's voice was thick with amusement, clearly relishing every chance to inflate Lucy's superiority.

Lucas couldn't deny the pride swelling in his chest. He smiled, shaking his head slightly. "As long as it's my sister, I have nothing to worry about." His voice was filled with unwavering trust, a deep belief that Lucy would overcome whatever the heavens threw at her.

Above them, the dark clouds rumbled ominously, preparing for the seventh and final strike. The energy in the air crackled with intensity, and the Volcanic Dragon, which had once roared with confidence, was now trembling with fear. Its massive form shuddered as it gazed up at the sky, its eyes wide with terror.

The dragon had no idea what was coming next, but Lucy... Lucy stood her ground. Her smirk never faded, a wild glint in her eyes as she faced the storm head-on. She welcomed the challenge, ready to prove her strength, no matter how fierce the final strike would be.

[Look at that! Not even a hint of fear!] the system boasted, its voice almost giddy with pride. [That's my girl! Your sister's going to crush this tribulation like it's nothing!]

Lucas glanced upward, the sky roaring as the final bolt of thunder gathered strength. His smile deepened, calm and full of faith. "Let's watch her do it, then," he whispered softly, completely certain of the outcome.