Protagonist?Antagonist? I Reject Both

Chapter 386: 386



The battlefield crackled with dark energy as Leon's hand, coated in flames of darkness, swung toward Vortugen.

Sensing the danger, Vortugen tried to dodge, and shot a few of its tentacles trying to distract Leon as he tried to avoid the attack.

Leon quickly summoned his ghosts to bind Vortugen, but the creature's tentacles sliced through them effortlessly, cutting them down before they could secure him.

Unperturbed, Leon closed in and threw a punch. Vortugen tried to evade, but Leon's hand shifted direction mid-air and struck Vortugen's arm.

The impact was powerful, and Vortugen, in pain, jumped back, emitting a piercing scream. In a desperate move, Vortugen severed its own arm, which began to vanish into nothingness. Before Vortugen could fully react, Leon was already on the move. With swift, determined steps, he reappeared in front of the creature, launching himself at it with renewed ferocity. He aimed a punch directly at Vortugen's midsection, expecting a solid impact.

However....

The scene shook him greatly..

To his shock, Leon's fist passed cleanly through Vortugen's body as if it were nothing more than a slice of butter.

In fact it didn't pass through his body, rather Leon hands that aimed at Vortugen chest show a sheer split in his chest creating a hole through which his fist passed through.

The dark energy surrounding his hand slid through Vortugen's form without resistance. As his fist emerged from the other side, Leon felt a sudden chill of foreboding well up in his heart. The creature's form seemed to blur and shift, its substance almost became insubstantial. Leon's initial judgment turned to dread as he realized that his attack had no tangible effect. The feeling of vulnerability awoke him and a gnawing sense of unease gripped him. Vortugen's form seemed to shift from liquid to solid state at his will, shaking him a bit. For a moment, Leon's mind became blank as he cursed inwardly.

Does this thing even do this?

What the hell?"

In previous bouts, Leon exchanged the first and found it quite hard. The slimy mass on its body had solidified to the point that it could pierce through his weapon but now...Nôv(el)B\\jnn

The body became soft and squishy allowing anything tangible to pass through.

Leon was shocked only for an instant, as in the next moment he tried to move back his arm only to find that the monster had become solidified and the hole in the chest had closed that stuck his hands.

So, he raised his other hand to punch but just then, he saw several tentacles erupting from its body to shoot at him.

SWISH!

His shadows appeared along and his weapon Exitus appeared forming a wide area shield that was immediately held by the ghosts that held firmly trying to block the tentacles but some of them managed to pass through...

Leon, who expected himself to be pierced into a porcupine, found himself pushed by a tremendous force and his body also dragged the Vortugen body.

?????

The question appears on both Vortugen's and Leon's heads, as they lower their head they see the sharp spiky ends of tentacles at Leon's chest enable them to pierce through.

"HOLYSHIT!"

Leon exclaimed in shock, unable to believe it.

His...His scales had become so strong and hard that they managed to block the attack.

He clenched his fist tightly inside the creature, pulling it closer. "You're not getting away that easily!" he roared. With a furious yank, Leon rotated Vortugen's body.

He used flying minions to rise up in the sky and spun around and then with all his might, descended down and slammed Vortugen into the ground.

BOOOM!

The impact sent a shockwave rippling through the forest, cracking the earth and uprooting trees. The ground itself seemed to shudder at the force of the slam, a loud crack echoing through the ruins.

Before Vortugen could recover, Leon summoned Exitus. He formed the weapon into a sharp, brick-like shape, a brutal tool for the job.

With a furious yell, Leon brought Exitus down hard on Vortugen's head. The force of the blow was immense, creating a resounding clang and sending shards of energy splintering outwards.

The creature's form convulsed from the impact, its shifting body struggling to maintain coherence. Leon, seething with anger, didn't give it a moment's rest. "Hey, did you like that, you bastard?" he growled, his voice echoing with fury.

BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!

Without stopping, Leon slammed the brick on Vortugen's body, ignoring the tentacles shocking.The more tentacles bound, the more fiercely he struck, cracking Vortugen's body.

Unable to hold anymore, Vortugen shifted his plan and turned to a liquid state allowing Leon to free his arm.

Leon stood firm and shook his head, being freed from Vortugen. He wanted to strike again but Vortugen's tentacles slashed at him like a whip.

Leon tilted back his upper body to avoid the slash while pushing his toes to jump from around

to avoid another.

Then he put off some distance before preparing to go again.

With a fierce glare, Leon summoned the full might of his dark power.

Shadows erupted from his form, extending outward like living tendrils. As he moved, the

darkness seemed to trail behind him, leaving a blur in its wake.

His punches were shot out like a bombardment of missiles and imbued with dark energy, each

one creating a ripple in the air that distorted the surrounding light.

He launched a series of dark-infused strikes, his movements blurred and his punches tore through the air.

His fists cut through the air with a hissing sound, their impact creating localized shockwaves that shattered nearby branches and sent splinters flying. The ground beneath him cracked with each step, the sheer force of his strikes reverberating through the forest.

Vortugen responded with its own newfound power.

Its form shifted rapidly, becoming solid as Leon's strikes neared, only to become soft and pliable moments later. Tentacles erupted from its body with a hissing sound, their tips razor- sharp and trailing dark, crackling energy.

[Master, let us help.]

[Yes, My Lord uses us fully instead of using us as shields.]

Many voices echoed in Leon's heads begging for help but Leon just them up.

"Let him enjoy the thrill of fight for a bit."