The Vanguards' ship burst into the dying sector.
Before them, a broken multiverse — light devoured, worlds shattered.
Hovering in the void… Doomrend.
A towering figure clad in jagged red-black armor, barely containing the raging power within. His burning red eyes locked onto the approaching vessel.
"So many useless worlds…"
His voice — cold, sharp, like a blade across stone.
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First Strike
Kael, aura blazing pure white, led the charge — the Tyrants burst forth in formation.
Orion and Lyra: twin streaks of blue and silver, blades drawn.
Zevak and Cryalis: shielded the team with Absolute Zero barriers.
Veyra: her crystalline flames swirling pink-gold, eyes aglow.
Zero Step: vanishing in a blur, calculating attack vectors.
Zeraphon: fists crackling with restrained might.
Kael shot forward first — fist glowing.
"You won't destroy another world!"
He struck Doomrend square in the chest — an explosion of light.
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Doomrend's Wrath
But as the light faded…
Doomrend didn't move.
He slowly looked down at Kael's fist.
The air rippled with heat.
Wrathful Aura surged — the space around them cracked.
Weaker beings would've disintegrated instantly.
"Strike again."
A command — not a taunt.
Kael's eyes narrowed. He unleashed a barrage of strikes — each faster, stronger.
But Doomrend's rage only grew.
With every hit, his body pulsed — his power climbing.
Rage Amplification. Adaptive Fury.
He evolved mid-battle.
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The Fight Escalates
Orion and Lyra struck next — coordinated blades flashing — only for Wrath Echo Combat to send aftershocks blasting them back.
Zevak's beams were caught, twisted by Spiral Wrath Energy, and hurled back twice as strong.
Cryalis' freezing field slowed him — for a second. Doomrend's flames surged, burning hotter than concept.
"Pain feeds me." His eyes burned — Wrath Gaze staggering the team for a moment.
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Limit Break
As the Vanguards regrouped, Doomrend's aura exploded outward — the stars around him folding in.
Limit Break. Cosmic Wrath State.
The entire space twisted — galaxies spinning into a vortex of rage.
"You seek to stop me?" His voice deeper now. "Then… be erased."
He fired — Undodgeable Rage Beams — lances of red-black energy that hunted their very essence.
Kael, Veyra, Orion, and Zero Step barely evaded — shields cracking, time itself bending under the beams.
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Holding the Line
Kael, panting, eyes burning bright:
"He's feeding on the fight… we need to break the cycle!"
Veyra, pink eyes glowing with resolve:
"Then we hit him harder. Smarter."
Zevak called out:
"We can't win with brute force — we have to outthink him!"
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The Battle Rages On
But Doomrend's rage climbed still higher — flames bursting from his body.
He flexed, cracking the space beneath him.
"Run. Hide. Pray. You will burn all the same."
The Vanguards stood ready — battered, but not broken.
The true battle had only begun.
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End of Chapter 36