he tre of the sed floor of the Necropolis of the Gods, three individuals could be seen casually strolling towards another volo.

  On the left, Leona, the majestic Divine Lioness. Her immense presence dematention, a testament to her newfound strength after breaking through to the ninth rank. She had once again grown in size, now t over the ndscape at a size parable to a fully-grown elephant.

  Her muscur frame rippled with power, each sinew and muscle defined with an air of dominance. Her obsidian fur, as dark as the night, gleamed with a red hue radiating a terrifyi, atuating her fierd regal appearance.

  Her stride owerful yet trolled, a refle of her newfound mastery over her enhanced physical abilities. Leona was a force of nature, a guardian of her panions, and as she roamed the sed floor of the Necropolis, her imposing figure left an indelible mark, a symbol of her unwaveriermination to proted grow stronger.

  On the right was Amira, whose beauty seemed to enhah every breakthrough. Her presence was nothing short of ethereal, a vision of otherworldly grad elegance.

  Her mixed-race heritage lent her a unique and entiy, capturing the attention of all who crossed her path. Her plexion was fwless, akin to polished ebony and smooth ivory merged into one. Her features, delicate and refined, held an air of celestial charm, evoking a sense of awe in all who id eyes on her.

  She was adorned in a white leather, tight-fitting armour that atuated her lea undeniably feminine physique. The pristierial g to her like a sed skin, emphasising her lithe curves and graceful form. The armour bore intricate designs, adding an air of elegao her already angelic appearance.

  Her golden eyes shone like twin suns, radiating warmth and wisdom. They were pools of brillia within her elegant visage, a refle of her extraordinary irength and the depths of her soul. Her hair, a lustrous bck, framed her fad cascaded down her ba a stunning trast tolden eyes.

  As she strolled with each elegant step, the soft, ethereal glow of her presence seemed to illuminate her surroundings. Her every movement exuded an aura of purity and grace, a testament to her mastery over the profound mystery of purity. With each breakthrough, her beauty had beore angelic, a living embodiment of celestial allure.

  In the tre, Ace strode fidently through the desote ndscape of the ruins, his appearananding attention and exuding an air of unshakable fidence.

  After tless battles, all the robes his mother had forced him to take had been torn to pieces or ied, a fact he wasn’t particurly unhappy with.

  As it stood, he donned a pair of loose-fitting bck cargo pants, the fabric tucked into his rge, imposing bck boots, remi of the unwavering father figure from his previous life.

  But it was his choice of – or rather, ck thereof – tops which was truly remi of his former self. He opted not to wear a shirt, bearing his perfectly sculpted upper body to the world. Each muscle was defined and hoo perfe through rigorous training and tless battles. His chest was broad, and his shoulders were strong, a testament to the physical prowess he had achieved.

  As he walked, the searing su down on his bronzed skin, casting shadows along the tours of his well-defined abs and chiselled arms. Beads of sweat glistened on his skin, a stark trast to the rugged terrairaversed. His posture was rexed yet poised, exuding an aura of power aermination.

  Like his master, Ace’s give g to his back, seemingly of its own accord. The only odd thing was that, despite not being in battle – at least not yet – his give, instead of its normal navy colour with crimson hue, was instead obsidian in colour, signifying his deliberate use of Haki.

  Amira asked why he was wasting energy elling his [Armament Hak when not in battle; Ace expihat siheir ons were capable of growing with the nourishment of spiritual essence, he figured it should also be possible to nourish it with his Haki as well.

  Although Ace had no proof to back his theory, due to his current prowess, the strain on him was marginal at best. Plus, stantly doing so also had the added be of training his mental dexterity.

  They had only just he volo when the ground began trembling violently as a colossal Fme Tyrant, stood hundreds of meters tall, emerged from the fiery ndscape. Its body formed by tless interlog va boulders. The air grew scorg hot as waves of intense heat radiated from its t figure. It clutched a dark-red battle axe, a Demi-God-level diviifact emanating an ominous Destru-type power.

  The power it emanated seemed to have surpassed that of the average prime saint. Still, no surprise could be seen on the faces of the trio, oement and anticipation.

  This was already their eighth time challenging the tyrant. Though they were more than capable of going around it, they had decided to set themselves the challenge of only proceeding to the floor wheing this monstrous creature.

  “You three are back again?” The Fme Tyrant growled; the sound of its voice thundered across what would soon bee a battlefield once more. “You should know by now you’re incapable of beating me!”

  As the Fme Tyrant roared, fmes surged around it, creating an aura of inferno that enveloped the battlefield. Its crimson eyes bzed with malevolence as it gred down at Ace, Leona, and Amira, its lips curling into a sinister grin. The giant's grasp on its blood-red battle axe tightened, ready to unleash devastation upon its foes.

  Ace, Leona, and Amira stood their ground, their determination unwavering. They khey faced a formidable adversary, but their st attempt had been two weeks ago; they had each made signifit progress in that time.

  Amira activated her Viz bloodline, summoning a radiant angelic phantom that mirrored her image, bringing her warrior and mage cultivation into the ninth rank.

  At the same time, Ace’s [Armament Hak spread across his body, turning him into what could only be described as an obsidian-coloured titan, whilst a thin, but overbearing, skin-tight aura of crimson fmes ed around him like a fiery armour.

  Leona crouched low, her obsidian fur bristling with anticipation, and her feline eyes focused intensely on their colossal oppo as she, simir to her human partner, willed her fmes to coat her muscur body, causing the air to crackle from the heat.

  Seeing that, a snort left the rock-like lips of the Fme Tyrant as it swung its battle axe, sending a wave of destructive force hurtling toward them.

  Ace was the first to react. His give pierg forward with explosive momentum, defleg the arg axe over their heads.

  Amira, using her enhanced agility and speed, moved like the wind, disappearing into the blind spot of the tyrant, who knew better than to take his eyes off the obsidian-skinned little titan.

  At the same time, Leona’s muscur rear legs rippled with frightening power as she tehen, kig off against the ground multiple times in an instant, she shot forward like a crimson arrow being released from its bow.

  Agility was never her forte, but when it came tht-line speed, because of her undeniable power, her velocity was electric.

  The Fme Tyrant didn’t have time to blink before Leona was on top of him, and because of Ace’s previous defle and Leona’s perfect timing, his rocky side was left open to attack.

  The lioness’ fiery paw tore a k of its side off, causing the Tyrant to grunt in pain as va flew from its wound like blood. Still, as a Fme Tyrant, a king among Magma Demons, its vitality was seemingly endless.

  In the blink of ahe wound had recovered as new va boulders took shape, repg the ones just destroyed. Still, the trio tinued as though they hadn’t noticed.

  Ace jured a bzing tornado of fire that spiralled around his give, increasing the might of his [Bzing Give Art] as his polearm drew a beautiful arc through the air towards the Fme Tyrant’s opposite side.

  The Tyrant prepared to respond to Ace’s attack, meeting fire with fire, when it suddenly stumbled forward, feeling a sharp pain assaulting its rocky ankles. It only saw a brief flicker of light before Amira’s figure disappeared, swiftly leaving its attag range.

  It was just as the Tyrant was at its most vulnerable that Ace’s strike met its mark, causing molten rocks to splinter and explode. It bellowed in pain as the fmes scorched its form.

  In a frenzy, the Fme Tyrant activated its Bloodlust ability, a surge of dark energy inating from its battle-axe engulfing it.

  Ad his partners had already surpassed the Tyrant in its ordinary state. It was this transformed state that had giverouble time and time again. After activating the Bloodlust ability of the axe, the already impressive physical power of the Tyrant skyrocketed. Fortunately, when in this state, though the Tyrant’s physical ability improved, its intelligence suffered.

  Its movements grew erratid frantic but easily predictable. It swung its battle axe with relentless fury, f the trio into a defensive formation, with Ace being forced to take the brunt of its attacks, meeting its tyrannical attacks with the explosive and wild but oddly elegant strikes of his [Bzing Give Art].

  It was because of this that Amira was able to ter with swift and precise strikes from her katanas, aiming for the Fme Tyrant's joints and vulnerable spots, whilst Leona lu its legs, tearing through the va boulders with her cws and fangs.

  The st time they fought, the trio had been forced to flee in a sorry state, but after their most ret improvements and the trio's increased coordination and synergy, they were able to defled terattack with precision, exploiting the moments of vulnerability in their adversary's berserk state.

  As the battle raged on, the Fme Tyrant's onidable body began to weaken. Its fmes flickered erratically, and its movements grew sluggish.

  Seeing that, Ace’s eyes flickered with excitement as he saening. He stepped forward, his body flickering out of the way of the ining axe, seemingly telep directly in front of the enormous head of the Fme Tyrant as he roared, “[Myriad Point vergence]!”

  Finally, with a final five simultaneous thrusts from the youngster, a giant explosion engulfed the Tyrant’s crazed body, shattering it into tless pieces and scattering it across the fiery ndscape.

  Breathing heavily, Ace, Amira, and Leona stood victorious over what was left of the vanquished Fme Tyrant. Aed glint in each of their eyes as they panted. Finally, it was dohey won; they had actually beaten a being that was not only a prime saint but one more powerful than any of the saints among their enemies.

  It was because of this that they were filled with fidence, ready to face whatever dared to stand in their way.

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