Dragon's Wrath: The Cursed Returnee

Chapter 221 Liking The Battle

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The pilot of the giant robot stood in awe, his expression a mix of shock and disbelief. The attack unleashed by the Megazord was meant to be devastating, capable of obliterating mountains and reducing anything in its path to rubble. It was a display of unparalleled power designed to leave no survivors.

Yet, before him stood Ethan, battered and broken but defiant. The pilot's calculations and expectations had been shattered by the resilience and indomitable will of a single individual. The very notion that someone could withstand such an onslaught seemed impossible, defying the limits of their technology and understanding.

In the face of this unexpected outcome, the pilot's confidence wavered. Doubt crept into his mind, questioning the supposed invincibility of their creation. How could this lone warrior endure what was meant to be an annihilation? What force fueled his survival against insurmountable odds?

The pilot regained his composure, and a new plan began to form in his mind. He realized that brute force alone might not be enough to overcome Ethan's resilience. With a swift command, the giant robot's arms extended, revealing hidden compartments that housed a massive sword.

The pilot's fingers danced across the control panel, activating a sequence that unleashed the full potential of the sword. The blade extended, growing in size and gleaming with a menacing aura. It transformed into a colossal weapon, its size dwarfing the already massive Megazord.

The giant sword, now in the grip of the Megazord, radiated power and determination. Its sheer size and weight were intimidating, a clear indication that the enemy meant business. The pilot intended to wield this mighty weapon defensively, using it not only as a means of attack but also as a shield against Ethan's relentless onslaught.

Ethan, though heavily wounded, remained undeterred. He understood the significance of the enemy's new strategy and prepared himself for the impending clash. With unwavering resolve, he readied his own weapon, fully aware that he would need to overcome the formidable sword in order to emerge victorious.

"I like swords, but I like them better when I can wield them," Ethan said after a sigh. "I suppose keeping it stored and then selling it in the future will come in handy."

With a surge of adrenaline coursing through his veins, Ethan relinquished control to his primal instincts once more. His mind became a blur as he charged forward, fueled by a mixture of determination and untamed fury. 

The enemy, wielding the massive sword, attacked with an astonishing speed that defied the laws of physics. The colossal blade sliced through the air with lightning-like swiftness, leaving behind a trail of sheer force in its wake. It was a display of the enemy's mastery over their weapon, their movements fluid and precise despite the immense size of their sword.

But Ethan, driven by a mix of instinct and combat experience, reacted with lightning reflexes. He raised his own weapon to meet the incoming strike, the clash of steel resonating through the air. The impact sent shockwaves reverberating through his body, but he stood firm, his grip unwavering.

However, the sheer force behind the enemy's attack proved overwhelming. Ethan was sent hurtling backward despite his valiant efforts, his body soaring through the air like a ragdoll. The powerful impact against his body jarred his senses, momentarily disorienting him as he tumbled through the air.I think you should take a look at

The giant robot charged forward with an overwhelming force, its colossal form hurtling toward Ethan with undeniable momentum. The massive sword was wielded with the intent to cleave him in two, the air quivering with the sheer power behind the swing.

But Ethan, refusing to succumb to the imminent danger, gathered the remnants of his strength. As the giant sword descended upon him, he unleashed a combination of Explosive Impact and Electric Enchantment. The ground beneath them trembled as his powerful attacks surged forth, merging with the kinetic force of the collision.

The impact reverberated throughout the battlefield, shaking the very foundation of their surroundings. The clash of forces created an explosion of raw energy, illuminating the sky with a dazzling display of power. The giant robot flinched and trembled momentarily, its movements disrupted by the unexpected force that Ethan had unleashed.

However, despite his valiant efforts, Ethan was once again thrown away by the sheer magnitude of the clash. He soared through the air, his body propelled by the explosive aftermath. The force of the impact rattled his bones, the wind rushing past him as he struggled to regain control amidst the chaos.

As he landed, skidding across the ground with a shower of dirt and debris, Ethan fought to steady himself once more. Pain coursed through his body, every movement a reminder of the immense challenge he faced. But his determination remained unyielding.

"I guess this is to be expected…" Ethan thought while looking at his broken fingers.

The pilot of the giant robot began to like the battle once he realized that Ethan had more limitations than he had assumed.

The colossal figure of a giant robot loomed over Ethan, its mechanical limbs poised to strike. Ethan evaded the monstrous machine's thunderous kick with lightning reflexes, narrowly escaping its devastating force.

A surge of adrenaline coursed through Ethan's veins, his instincts honed by countless battles. His senses sharpened, allowing him to anticipate the imminent danger. In a split second, he evaded the mechanical onslaught, sidestepping with unparalleled agility.

The ground trembled beneath the weight of the robot's failed attack, its momentum carrying it off balance. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ethan seized the moment, his movements fueled by a combination of skill and determination. With a swift motion, he leaped towards the behemoth, his weapon gripped tightly in his hand.

Time seemed to slow as Ethan closed the distance between himself and the colossal adversary. The clash of metal against metal resounded through the air as he brought his blade down with immense force, aiming to sever the towering machine in two. His strike was precise, guided by years of training and experience.