Transmigrating as an Extra Third-Rate Villain

Chapter 116: Chapter 116:What If? [3]

As the swords hit the invisible glass floor below us, they instantly shattered into thousands of pieces before turning into corruption and accumulating into multiple blobs on the floor.

Facing the claw attack of the corrupted figure, I stood still, swinging my own dragon's claws at him.

As my claws hit his arms, his claws, in turn, hit my arm, leaving a trail of blood and corruption.

Although I wasn't immune to corruption, I couldn't be corrupted.

Wincing in pain, I dashed backward, ignoring the blood pouring out of my arm, and stared at the area of his corrupted body I had hit.

There was a dent in his arm, albeit small, but the important part was that the dent wasn't regenerating.

From the dent, corruption flowed out of the figure's body, weakening the figure and causing him to shrink in size.

However, a moment later, he simply manifested a makeshift bandage made out of corruption and placed it over the dent.

Matching his creepy grin, I de-manifested my dragon's arm on my right, leaving the left side still a dragon's arm.

Using the blood-red substance I got back, I combined it with my mana and manifested a wing, much smaller than usual, on my right side.

The next moment, I was gone and right in front of the bandaged figure.

Swiping my claws at him for a second, I briefly dodged his attack by instantly flapping my wing and appearing 5 meters away.

Again, again, and again.

Claw.

*CLASH*

Wing.

Claw.

*CLASH*

Wing.

Claw.

*CLASH*

Wing.

The night-black was no longer dark and silent as our battle illuminated the abyss both above and below us.

The fire that sparked every time our claws made contact, my blood-red and ocean-blue wing and claw shining every time I moved, and my golden eye that allowed me to perfectly time my attacks.

*WHOOSH*

Retreating once again, I stared at the figure, who now had multiple bandages all around his body, and flapped my wings once again.

Appearing right before him, I slashed my claws at him, and he did the same.

*CLASH*

As our claws fought against each other, I removed the dragon's claw from my left hand before instantly manifesting it on my right hand.

Throwing my right hand, which was previously by my side, at him with the claws extended outward, I cut into his body, dealing yet another dent.

But, in exchange, he thrashed his claws forward at my body, but before his attack could hit, I was already gone.

*WHOOSH*

Perfectly timing my moment to dodge, I appeared mid-air 5 meters above him and instantly dived downwards at his head with my right hand's claws pointed straight downwards.

Examining his surroundings for a second, the corrupted figure quickly noticed I wasn't around him, so he looked downwards and then upwards.

As his eyes locked onto my descending figure, it was too late, as my claws pierced straight through his head.

*WHOOSH*

Materializing 5 meters to his right, I de-manifested the dragon's claw in my right hand and returned it to my left side.

Looking down at my body, which had countless scars, and observing the corrupted figure's body, I noticed that my bloody scars and his dents were practically in the same place.

He had a dent in his right shoulder; I had one there, too.

He had a dent in his right leg; I had a scare there.

"...we really are one of the same."

Placing a bandage on his head, the corrupted figure tilted his head at my words, seemingly trying to understand what I said.

Failing to comprehend my words, the corrupted figure raised his palm to face me and materialized a beam of pure darkness.

This wasn't your usual beam, though.

As I instinctively moved out of the way to dodge the beam, the beam followed me, twisting and turning to lock on me.

Open his other palm, another beam of the same sort materializing before charging towards me as well.

*WHOOSH*

Flapping my wing countless times, I appeared all over the space, with the beams following me at every turn.

The black beams followed me in the sky as I used my wings to float, and as I passed by the tree, the beams shot right through the tree trunk, creating two massive holes.

"...probably shouldn't destroy the thing I'm trying to save."

The next second, two more beams manifested from above the corrupted figure's nonexistent eyes and locked onto me.

Moving in unison, the four beams charged towards me, and flapping my wing countless times, speed mirages formed at every location.

However, this beam completely ignored the speed mirages and continued towards me, while in turn, I moved even faster, combining dash with the flapping of my wings.

Dashing and flapping my wings while I waited for the cooldown to reset, I took full advantage of the large void, moving as away as I could from the corrupted figure while simultaneously dodging the beams.

As my dash cooldown finally reset, I flapped my wing while using a dash, instantly taking me into the middle of where four beams met.

As the two beams on my right and left met, large explosions sounded from my sides, causing a bout of smoke to appear.

Dismissing both my wing and left-hand claws, I used the last bit of my mana and blood-red substance on one final dragon's transformation.

Covered in the smoke and not visible to the corrupted figure, my head instantly transformed into that of a dragon with countless spikes materializing.

However, despite having a dragon head, I felt completely normal as my senses remained the exact same.

As the smoke wore out, I opened my mouth, and inside, a beam of ocean-blue and blood-red materialized, creating a purple ball.

Releasing all my mana and blood-red substance, I felt the purple beam grow until it was finally too big for my mouth to contain.

Activating the dash one last time, I sped forward 10 meters, appearing a few meters away from the corrupted figure.

As the corrupted figure stood there, shell-shocked, the purple beam materialized and instantly shot down right at the corrupted figure.

Illuminating the pitch-black void, the purple beam moved at an incredible speed, seeming like a meteor in this outer-space-like space.

As the end of the beam touched his body of corruption, it instantly made a hole big enough to cover his entire stomach.

No bandage could cover that up.