The First Clash
KABOOM!
The moment Azhdaha lunged, the entire battlefield shattered.
Kuroyami barely tilted his head as a claw the size of a building tore through space itself, missing him by mere inches. The wind pressure alone carved massive craters into the land behind him.
He grinned. Fast for something so damn big.
Azhdaha's molten eyes locked onto him.
"You DODGE well, boy. But can you ENDURE?"
The ancient dragon reared back—
And unleashed hell.
A wave of primordial energy erupted from its mouth, a swirling maelstrom of destruction that melted everything in its path.
Kuroyami smirked.
And stepped forward.
Walking Through the Apocalypse
The dragon's breath attack devoured the battlefield, swallowing everything in an inferno of pure annihilation.
Mountains collapsed. The sky turned black.
Yet—
Step.
A single footstep echoed through the destruction.
Then another.
And another.
Through the flames, through the storm of power itself, a figure emerged—
Unscathed.
Kuroyami yawned. "That all?"
Azhdaha's eyes narrowed.
"Impossible."
Kuroyami rolled his shoulders. "C'mon, big guy. You wake up after thousands of years, and that's the best you got?"
His smirk widened, eyes glowing.
"Let me show you what real power looks like."
The Black Overlord Awakens
Kuroyami raised his hand.
The air froze.
Not from cold, but from pure domination.
Darkness swirled around him, warping reality as his Template Power surged. The sky cracked, space twisted—
And from the depths of nothingness…
A sword appeared in his grasp.
Demon-Slayer Katana: Yami Sukehiro's Power—Unleashed.
Black lightning danced across the blade.
Kuroyami grinned.
"Let's make this fun."
Then he vanished.
Instantly.
And reappeared—above Azhdaha's massive head.
The Cut That Shook the World
"Dark Cloaked—Dimension Slash."
The world screamed.
Kuroyami's blade cut through space itself, an attack that ignored durability, slicing through everything in its path.
Azhdaha's massive form froze.
A deep gash appeared—spanning from the tip of his skull down to his very core.
For a moment, silence.
Then—
"GRAAAAAAHHHHHH!"
Azhdaha roared in agony, an ancient sound that sent shockwaves across the entire Underworld.
Blood—black and molten—erupted from the wound.
The land trembled.
And for the first time in its eternal existence—
The Dragon King felt fear.
Kuroyami's Declaration
Kuroyami landed on the ground, casually resting his sword on his shoulder.
"Still alive?" He smirked. "Not bad. But you're on borrowed time now, big guy."
Azhdaha staggered, his titanic body struggling to remain intact.
"You… are no mortal… WHAT ARE YOU?!"
Kuroyami's eyes gleamed.
"The one who stands at the top."
Darkness exploded around him.
The battle was far from over.
To Be Continued…
Author's Note:
Kuroyami finally gets serious!
Yami Sukehiro's power in action!
Can Azhdaha still fight back?
Next time: "The Dragon King's Last Stand!"