The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

Chapter 1585: Intense Battle

The Shadow Oracle clearly had no idea he had been found out. But even if he did, he had no idea he would find himself facing an existence that countered his nature in every aspect.

A shadow cannot be attacked by tangible weapons. A shadow is formless, so basically, it can be anything. So attacking a shadow is akin to attacking the air or the ground.

However, when Fury roared to life and flames gushed from his mouth, the Shadow Oracle found himself struck by a deadly soul attack, the kind that made him grit his teeth and materialize his body.

A shadow’s fatal weakness is its soul.

The moment they become formless, their soul merges with them, so even the smallest soul attack would damage them. So an attack from the Soul Fury Forbidden Flame was surely enough to severely damage his soul.

COUGH!

He coughed and spat blood onto the ground, his eyes narrowing at Fury. The latter loomed over him, his colossal white flame dragon body casting a vast shadow across the land. Fury flapped his wings as if taunting the Shadow Oracle to attack, but he did not.

"Who are you?" the Shadow Oracle asked instead, but to his shock, the reply was a bit infuriating.

"Your daddy."

Fury lunged forward, and when he got close enough, his massive body shifted sideways, and his tail lashed out with terrifying force, crashing down hard toward the Shadow Oracle.

BOOOOOOM!

The moment Fury’s tail descended, the space beneath it shattered, and a devastating shockwave swept across the battlefield, one filled with ever-incinerating soul power.

The Shadow Oracle’s expression changed drastically as he sensed a grave danger heading his way. He knew that the moment the attack landed on him, he was done for.

He raised both arms and summoned dozens of shadow barriers in front of him.

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

The barriers exploded one after another, unable to withstand the overwhelming force behind Fury’s attack.

As an Absolute Flame with an intelligent flame spirit, Fury’s power was comparable to that of a True God. Of course, the Shadow Oracle stood no chance, not when he was a pitiful shadow.

By the time the final barrier shattered, the tail was already upon him.

"No!"

BOOOOM!

The tail slammed into his body and smashed him into the ground.

A massive crater spread outward as rocks, dust, and shattered terrain erupted into the air from the impact.

The Shadow Oracle coughed out several mouthfuls of blood, his bones cracking from the force of the attack.

However, before he could recover, Fury opened his mouth, charging yet another devastating attack, one meant to erase him entirely.

A white flame gathered between his jaws. However, while everyone could tell a flame attack was coming, the surrounding temperature didn’t increase.

Instead, everyone felt an unusual chill spread through their souls.

Even the nearby Universal Gods, whether fighting among themselves or against Nyrela, instinctively distanced themselves.

They could sense the danger hidden within those flames.

"Fury Breath."

ROARRRRRRR!

A pillar of white fire erupted from Fury’s mouth and descended upon the crater where the Shadow Oracle had been sent, slamming down with devastating force.

The Shadow Oracle’s eyes widened in horror.

Without hesitation, his body dissolved into countless shadows that scattered in every direction, fleeing as fast as he could.

The beam crashed into the ground.

BOOOOOOOOOOM!

A terrifying explosion erupted.

The crater expanded several times over as white flames engulfed everything in sight.

The Shadow Oracle managed to escape the center of the attack, but the moment one of the shadow fragments was touched by the flames, his soul trembled violently.

"AAARRRGGGHHHH!"

A miserable scream escaped his mouth, sending chills running down everyone’s spine.

His figure reappeared several kilometers away, blood pouring from every orifice on his face.

His soul had suffered another heavy injury, and to his utter shock, the damage this time was far deadlier than before.

"You bastard!" he roared hatefully.

Fury merely snorted.

White flames escaped from his nostrils as his enormous eyes stared down at the Shadow Oracle as though he were nothing more than prey.

"Stop barking and come receive another beating," Fury said arrogantly, causing veins to bulge on the Shadow Oracle’s forehead.

Fury may not be the most talkative among his siblings, but whenever he spoke, he meant it literally. This meant he truly wanted the Shadow Oracle to come and receive another beating.

Around them, countless warriors were stunned.

The mighty Shadow Oracle, a God Emperor feared for his elusive abilities, was being completely suppressed by a dragon that seemed no more than an Immortal Monarch, yet was in fact a True God.

Even Rhazor couldn’t help but grin.

"Good job, Fury."

ROARRRR!

The white dragon roared proudly before turning back toward the Shadow Oracle.

This time, however, there was no trace of mockery in his eyes.

Only the gaze of a predator staring at a wounded meal.

Rhazor knew the Shadow Oracle had only one way out, and that was to run and never look back. Fury had found his prey, and to be honest, Rhazor wanted to see just what else he could do.

Meanwhile, Void, Nirvana, and Qilin were all urging Rhazor to let them out so they could also join the chaos of the battle.

"Relax, guys, your chance will come."

They clearly didn’t want to wait much longer, but they had no reason to rebel at this point. Rhazor planned to release all of them eventually, but for now, he wasn’t done accounting for all the hidden dangers.

"AAARRRGGGHHHH!"

Suddenly, another scream came from one side of the battlefield. Turning around, Rhazor saw that Amaru had managed to land her first fatal attack, and unfortunately, it was against the Skeleton Shaman instead of the Bone Flayer God.

Her glaive stabbed into his shoulder, and with a deadly pull, she inflicted a terrifying wound across it. The cut caused his arm to grow limp, and with lava pouring into the wound, it wasn’t healing at all.

Amaru has a skill called [Lava Infusion]. She can infuse her lava into her weapons, causing every injury she deals to be infused with lava. While the effect would eventually fade, for the next fifteen minutes, the Skeleton Shaman wouldn’t be able to heal.

That, in Rhazor’s eyes, was a win.

This meant Amaru had fifteen minutes to find a way to completely take out the Skeleton Shaman.

Even more alarming, if she could do the same to the Skeleton Shaman, then she could do the same to the Bone Flayer God and the Nightstalker. They knew that, and so they distanced themselves from her.

Suddenly, Nightstalker turned to her right.

"God King, what are you doing? Attack her before she singles all of us out."

For a moment, nobody said anything.

However, out of thin air, green petals started to fall from the sky.

Amaru, with her extensive battle experience, sensed danger at once, so she immediately distanced herself.

The God King stepped out from thin air and smiled at Nightstalker and the others.

"Looks like you three are not having any luck, just like the Shadow Oracle."

"Shut up and get serious," Nightstalker cursed and readied his dagger.

However, before he could move, a black-and-red coloured Qilin radiating overwhelming power appeared before the God King, and before he could make any move to evade, a massive paw slammed into his chest.

"PUNK!

Qilin had joined the battle.