First Legendary Dragon: Starting With The Limitless System novel Chapter 331

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Chapter 331: Battle Between Old Friends

Orion seethed, frustration bubbling furiously inside his chest. His grip on his blades tightened fiercely, knuckles whitening as he strained under the immense burden of his dual sword auras.

Sweat dripped from his scales, breath labored and burning painfully in his lungs. He knew he was reaching his limit. Yet he couldn’t surrender. Not yet.

Before Orion could strike again, a powerful presence erupted suddenly from the distance, an aura so intense it forced everyone to freeze momentarily.

Eyes turned swiftly as a golden figure descended onto the battlefield. The aged Tigerkin King, his golden robes billowing furiously in the chaotic wind, landed gracefully, standing face-to-face with Valerian.

His old, scarred features were calm yet determined, his presence radiating unwavering authority and resolve.

Valerian’s playful demeanor faded slightly as he looked at the Tigerkin King with genuine interest. "You still haven’t given up, hmm?" Valerian’s voice was almost gentle, softly laced with bemusement and respect. "You’re courageous, old friend, but you’re still too young to compete with me."

The Tigerkin King met Valerian’s gaze unflinchingly, his aged amber eyes firm with quiet dignity. "Matters little," he replied calmly, voice resonating with quiet finality. "I’ve already decided. This battle shall be my last, and thus... I’ll give it my all."

Without further hesitation, the Tigerkin King closed his eyes briefly, taking one final, deep breath. An instant later, his eyes snapped open, blazing fiercely with overwhelming determination.

His powerful body trembled violently as a terrifying surge of energy erupted from within him. His mana combusted explosively, every pore of his body radiating blinding golden brilliance.

Space itself around him cracked and fractured, fissures spreading rapidly in every direction as the entire battlefield trembled violently beneath his overwhelming aura.

Valerian’s expression instantly shifted to seriousness, eyes narrowing sharply, recognizing the real threat before him. He lifted his chained scythe cautiously, its dark blade humming ominously with condensed shadow energy.

Orion and his companions gathered quickly, retreating a few steps, eyes wide with astonishment and awe at the Tigerkin King’s display of terrifying power.

"Is he... combusting his own mana?" Arya murmured, awe-struck, barely able to comprehend the enormity of what she witnessed.

"Yes," Kale replied grimly, recognizing the desperate, ultimate technique immediately. "This is a forbidden technique, a suicidal last stand. His body won’t survive it."

Orion’s fists clenched, eyes locked firmly onto the two powerful figures preparing to clash. His heart felt heavy, fully aware of the finality of the Tigerkin King’s decision.

He knew the king was prepared to die, to sacrifice everything, to buy them time and perhaps, the faintest chance at victory.

Yet, even now, the situation felt hopelessly grim. Orion looked at his exhausted friends, battered and worn down from battle, and felt his resolve tested.

He briefly considered ordering a retreat through the portals. After all, surviving to fight another day seemed wise.

But he hesitated, his gaze returning to the Tigerkin King, whose blazing golden aura shone brightly, defiant against the encroaching darkness.

Orion steeled himself. No matter how bleak, he wanted to witness such an apex battle and to show his respect to the immense sacrifice about to be made.

The Tigerkin King roared defiantly, his golden figure erupting forward like a blazing comet, the sheer speed fracturing space further as he clashed fiercely against Valerian.

Their impact shattered the battlefield beneath them, generating devastating shockwaves radiating outward, ripping massive fissures open across the terrain, scattering soldiers like leaves in a hurricane.

Valerian fought seriously now, scythe whirling dangerously as he matched the Tigerkin King’s explosive strikes blow-for-blow.

The world itself seemed to shudder and groan beneath their apocalyptic duel, their power surpassing all mortal limits.

"Is this what power at the peak of this world looks like?" Sylvia murmured in disbelief, struggling to keep her balance amidst the violent tremors shaking the battlefield.

Orion’s expression hardened further, his dual-colored eyes filled with respect and sadness. "Yes," he said gravely. "This is the price of standing at the peak."

Valerian’s calm demeanor finally fractured slightly, his eyes narrowed with intense concentration as he struggled against the Tigerkin King’s overwhelming attacks.

The battlefield quaked violently under the explosive collisions of the two apex beings. The Tigerkin King’s blazing aura raged brilliantly, its golden brilliance illuminating the battlefield, contrasting sharply against Valerian’s sinister crimson aura.

Each clash between them cracked the air itself, sending devastating shockwaves rippling across the land.

Orion watched in fascination, unable to tear his gaze from the fierce struggle unfolding before him. The sheer power the Tigerkin King wielded made Orion feel powerless, despite his recent breakthroughs.