Chapter 1759 Chapter 1565: Curse Lifted 4

1759 Chapter 1565: Curse Lifted 4

Alex, on the other hand, stood tall, his form bathed in a soft, ethereal glow. The Nemesis' Domain, a power he had honed in his countless battles, had turned the tide. The dragon, once a terrifying adversary, was now reduced to a wounded beast, its reign of terror coming to an abrupt end.

With a feral grin, Alex declared, "Let's have fun then!"

The words barely left his lips before his body transformed into a blur of motion. His right fist, a compressed ball of crackling energy, shot forward with the speed of lightning. It connected with the dragon's jaw with a thunderous impact, sending the monstrous creature reeling.

The dragon, staggered but not defeated, retaliated with a furious swipe of its tail. But Alex, with a speed that defied the laws of physics, vanished from his spot, reappearing beneath the dragon's massive form. His left leg, imbued with the same explosive power, connected with the dragon's underbelly with a force that shook the very foundations of the Abyss.

The dragon was sent flying, its colossal body crashing into the ground with an earth-shattering impact. A crater formed around the fallen beast, a testament to the raw power unleashed in their clash. But Alex knew this was just the beginning. The dragon, despite its injuries, was far from defeated.

With a predatory glint in his eyes, Alex readied himself for the next onslaught. He had tasted the dragon's power, and it had only fueled his thirst for fun, he would release all his pent up frustration on the monster.

The dragon roared, its voice a guttural growl that echoed through the Abyss. Its vision blurred, its senses overwhelmed by the dizzying assault on its senses. It had relied on its magic for millennia, its physical prowess overshadowed by its supernatural abilities. Now, stripped of its arcane arsenal, it was reduced to a brute, a monstrous beast fighting for survival.

Alex, sensing the dragon's vulnerability, pressed his advantage. He moved with a predatory grace, his body a blur of motion. His fists, imbued with the power of chaos, rained down on the dragon, each strike a testament to his mastery of combat. The dragon tried to retaliate, but its attacks were slow, predictable. Alex dodged with ease, his movements a stark contrast to the dragon's lumbering attempts.

The battle turned into a one-sided affair, Alex toying with his opponent like a cat with a mouse. He kicked, punched, and slammed with a brutal efficiency, his every move a calculated assault on the dragon's weakened form. The dragon, its pride shattered, could only roar in defiance, its attacks growing weaker with each passing moment.

Alex, feeling a surge of satisfaction, decided to end it quickly. He focused his chaotic energy into his fists, a blinding light erupting from his palms. With a final, earth-shattering blow, he connected with the dragon's heart.

A low, humming sound filled the air, a collective sigh of relief from the weary planet. People, accustomed to the oppressive weight of the curse, felt a shift in the atmosphere. Their hearts, long burdened by despair, began to stir with hope. The once scarce mana, the lifeblood of their world, flowed more freely, a tangible sign of the curse's weakening grip.

In the bustling cities, people gathered in the streets, their eyes fixed on the tumultuous sky. Whispers of change, of liberation, spread like wildfire. The once downtrodden spirits were ignited with a renewed sense of purpose. They had endured, suffered, but now, a glimmer of hope shone through the darkness.

The world was healing, one lightning strike at a time. The battle in the Abyss, unseen and unheard by most, was a symphony of destruction and creation. And as the darkness receded, a new dawn was beginning to break.

Maybe, just maybe they could win. Alex's women and the others naturally noticed the change and clenched their fists.

''Good, Good, very good my son-in-law did as he promised. Time for us to secretly increased our level.'' Julius, Artemia's father said before contacting the other leaders to start the preparations to tackle the False Gold Realm together.

Meanwhile, in the depth of man-made abyss, a black haired man with two curved horns on his forehead opened his eyes, there were bottomless like the abyss. This man shared a striking ressemblance with Alex's former nemesis and classmate Leonardo.

''Well, not bad boy you didn't disappointed me. Shall we start devouring?" Bahamut murmured, his voice carried so much power it made the world tremble, unknowingly devouring the abyss the curse was the last restraint needed to be lifted for Bahamut to be perfected.

Bahamut in the house.

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