Protagonist?Antagonist? I Reject Both

Chapter 387: 387

Chapter 387: 387

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The tentacles lashed out in a coordinated turmoil, moving with serpentine movements.

They aimed to ensnare Leon, their speed a blur against the backdrop of the devastated forest. Each tentacle swung with a force that was capable of crushing boulders and slicing through trees.

Leon's dark shield, held by spectral hands, blocked the majority of the tentacles, but some managed to slip through. When they did, they struck with a thud, sickening sound, their force driving Leon back.

The tentacles wrapped around his body, their grip vice-like, attempting to constrict and drain his strength.

However, since his Draconic body had become quite hard and his physique had improved, Leon decided to use this properly to take some blows instead of wasting time running around.

Leon retaliated with a powerful dark-infused punch, his fist colliding with one of Vortugen's solidified forms.

The impact was explosive, a burst of dark energy erupting outward and sending shockwaves through the forest. Trees splintered and were uprooted, their remains scattering like matchsticks in the wake of the collision.

Seeing this, Leon clicked his tongue. If he used a flame of darkness that bastard would either run away or mold its body to avoid it.

Vortugen's shifting body absorbed and reflected some of the blows, its crystalline structure shimmering as it withstood the force.

However, the repeated impacts caused visible fractures in its crystal.s

As Vortugen tried to counter with a spiraling tentacle attack, its appendages flared with dark energy.

The tentacles moved in a blinding whirl, creating a vortex of destruction. They struck the ground, creating deep gouges and causing the forest floor to tremble. The shockwaves from the attacks sent debris flying and uprooted trees, their trunks splintering under the strain. Leon, unperturbed by the destruction around him, unleashed a final, concentrated assault. With a roar, he gathered all his dark power into a single, devastating punch. Shadows coalesced into a dense sphere of dark energy, which he hurled toward Vortugen with unrelenting force.

Vortugen, in response, hardened its form to its maximum density. Its tentacles flailed desperately to intercept the dark sphere, but the sheer force of Leon's attack overwhelmed them. The sphere collided with Vortugen's body, creating an explosion of darkness that illuminated the entire forest.

The impact shattered Vortugen's defenses, sending it sprawling through the air. Its form writhed and convulsed as it tried to maintain its shape, the forest around them now a smoldering ruin of blackened trees and scorched earth. The aftermath of the clash left a deep scar across the battlefield, a testament to the ferocity of their battle.

Just the idea struck him.

Leon's shadows called Avelin, Terpas, and others moved in silence, converging on the crystalline structures on Vortugen's back.

During the fight, the ghost dispersed silently and hovered around Vortugen waiting for a chance to attack him.

With a sudden burst of coordinated attacks, the shadows struck the crystals with precision.

A resounding crack echoed through the forest as the crystals shattered into fragments. The ground trembled from the impact, and Vortugen's form quivered as the protective structures were obliterated.

As Vortugen struggled to regain its composure, a swarm of shadows surrounded it. They launched a huge crowd assault, their dark forms weaving through the air with deadly intent.

Tentacles flail wildly, trying to fend off the shadowy attackers, but they are overwhelmed. Each shadowy strike landed with a sickening thud, leaving Vortugen increasingly battered and disoriented.

Leon, watching the chaos unfold, pointed his finger with a grim expression.

"Time to use the trump card."

As he said this, his heart was really beating wild

Darkness swirled at the tip of his finger, coalescing into a small vortex.

At first, the vortex seemed manageable, but quickly it began to expand.

SWOOSH!

The swirling mass of darkness grew larger, the suction force increasing with each passing second.

Leon's face grew pale as he felt the immense pull trying to draw him in.He felt qi in his body was sucked in more rapidly as if trying to devour his entire existence.

"Fuck!I knew it, I shouldn't use this."

Knowing things were going wild, he first called the shadows and used the shadow realm to engulf the remainder of the cavity.

In a desperate move, Leon hurled the vortex at Vortugen while calling back some of the major shadows he commanded.

"Damn!Just go away!"

Like a mass of ball, Leon swung his hand and threw the things that shot out like an arrow towards Vortugen.

The small dot of darkness flew through the air, growing rapidly. It started as a mere speck but quickly expanded into a swirling maelstrom. The vortex's pull was intense, sucking in everything within its range.

Vortugen, struggling to fend off the shadows, suddenly noticed the expanding vortex. It felt a very big intuitive crisis after seeing the thing and wanted to run away as soon as possible.

However, few of his tentacles that we're slashing wildly we're captured by the vortex. The creature's tentacles lashed out desperately, trying to escape the growing force. The small dot widened, growing from the size of a fingertip to that of a hand. Vortugen tried to flee, but the vortex's pull was relentless.

The swirling mass continued to grow, consuming everything in its path. Vortugen let out a chilling scream as it was drawn into the vortex. The creature's form was pulled into the expanding darkness, its struggles growing weaker as the vortex's power intensified.

Seeing the vortex nearly at its full size, Leon wasted no time. He turned and spirited away, the menacing storm of darkness beginning to pull everything toward it.

The forest itself seemed to be caught in the storm, trees and debris swirling in the chaotic

gusts.

As Leon fled, the horrifying sight of the vortex consuming everything in its wake was a grim reminder of the devastating power he wielded.

The forest was consumed by the storm, leaving behind only the echoes of Vortugen's final scream and the chaos of the swirling darkness.