The Clash of Titans: Dragon Dust vs. Mingzang
A World-Shaking Confrontation
The moment the colossal hand clenched, the entire world trembled. Divine runes swirled in the air, weaving an intricate dance of power. This was not a celestial technique nor an elaborate spell—just a simple release of imperial power. Yet, it was enough to make heaven and earth bow in submission.
At this moment, Mingzang stood as the ruler of existence itself.
Dragon Dust Trapped?
BOOM!
The massive hand tightened, sealing Dragon Dust within. The explosion sent ripples through space, the oppressive force suffocating all who bore witness. Even the strongest warriors, wielders of nine hundred and ninety-nine strands of imperial flame, felt their souls tremble.
"Is this the true power of a Human Emperor? Unfathomable!" "If he ascends to Emperor Lord, won’t he become invincible?" "His flame is not like ours—it has the true blessing of the heavens!"
The warriors of the Evil Dragon Clan roared in excitement. Their gamble in following Mingzang was paying off—or so they thought.
A Voice From Within
As the crowd watched in awe, a voice echoed from within the crushing grip:
"You think this is enough to hold me? Mingzang, you disappoint me!"
Crack… crack… crack…
Cracks spread across the massive hand like shattered glass.
"What?!"
BOOM!
The colossal hand shattered into countless runes. And from within—stood Canglu, clad in black battle armor, his massive wings unfurled behind him. Darkness coiled around him like a god of night descending upon the battlefield.
"That puppet… was hiding its true power all along?!"
Canglu: The Son of Darkness
Mingzang remained calm, though his gaze narrowed slightly.
"This puppet… such pure dark energy. Its origins must be extraordinary."
Dragon Dust smirked.
"Nothing special. He calls himself Canglu, ‘Son of Darkness’ or whatever. His strength isn’t bad—otherwise, he wouldn’t be my puppet."
Mingzang’s expression finally changed.
Canglu was a terrifying legend from the Era of Chaos.
Yet Dragon Dust had turned him into a mere puppet.
"You are reckless, Dragon Dust. To refine the Son of Darkness into a puppet… this is a declaration of war against the Dark Lord himself!"
Dragon Dust chuckled.
"And what of him? If we lived in the same era, I’d have made him cry."
A hush fell over the battlefield. Even Mingzang sighed.
"Your arrogance knows no bounds. Keeping you alive is no longer an option."
The Clash Begins
WOOM!
Canglu’s Blood Fiend Wings trembled. Countless runes ignited, shifting from illusion to reality—razor-sharp and exuding a terrifying aura.
Mingzang had completed his Imperial Flame Fusion.
Now, Canglu had taken half a step forward as well.
BOOM!
The void beneath Canglu exploded. Like black lightning, he shot forward, his fist wreathed in divine runes, roaring toward Mingzang.
Mingzang sneered.
"A mere puppet? This is what gives you confidence?"
Rather than dodging, he threw a punch of his own.
Darkness vs. Flame
BOOM!
The sky darkened instantly.
Day plunged into night.
A flash of lightning split the void.
From within it—a figure was sent tumbling backward.
"What?!"
The crowd gasped in horror.
The one who had been sent flying…
Was Mingzang himself.
"Impossible!"
The warriors of the Evil Dragon Clan screamed in disbelief.
Dragon Dust simply smirked.
That is the Son of Darkness.
If he was weak, why would the Dark Lord have chosen him?
A Battle for the Ages
BOOM!
The void shattered again. A surge of flames lit up the heavens.
"Finally using your real strength?" Dragon Dust chuckled.
Under Canglu’s relentless pressure, Mingzang could no longer afford to hold back. His Imperial Flame erupted as he charged toward Canglu.
BOOM!
Flames and darkness clashed, splitting the heavens apart.
A cataclysmic storm of destruction engulfed the battlefield.
Final Thoughts
This battle was only beginning. Would Mingzang’s Imperial Flame Fusion reign supreme? Or would the Son of Darkness prove too powerful?
One thing was certain—
The war had only just begun.
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