Ink Sun Dragon vs Zephiron Varkal

Varkal was three hundred meters high. Compared to the Ink Sun Dragon, which was a seven hundred meter monster, he was a little small.

Two of his arms held a massive post with a flag attached. Another two were glowing with a white light, and the last two arms held a pair of curved swords. Each of the items held was as in proportion to his massive body.

The Ink Sun Dragon seemed agitated. It tore off two of its tentacles, which had been turned to stone. As the tentacles began to heal, a green light flashed from one of the flags.

Varkal flew into the air with a green glow covering his body. The hundred-meter swords and shining fists raced towards the injured Ink Sun Dragon.

'Damn them!' Bian cursed the spirit and the creature. His whole body was covered by a purple flame that was trying to petrify him.

The flames hurt like the stings of bloodlusted wasps, it took all his willpower not to shout out. Thankfully, jadeskin had resistance against poison and curses like petrification, and jadebody granted even better defenses than jadeskin.

The purple fire refused to be extinguished, pushing Bian near a dangerous edge. The attack from the Ink Sun Dragon had severely damaged his jadebody.

He was riddled with cracks and looked like a statue on the verge of collapse. His body couldn't even focus on healing him because of the purple flames.

There wasn't a single move he could use to counter the poison. He thought of the dongxuan sutra, but Varkal's energy flow was too complicated to be mimicked by a human.

Bian refused to stand up or deactivate the Empirical Aura for fear of drawing attention. Neither Varkal nor the Ink Sun Dragon knew the indigo light was coming from him; they must have suspected each other to be the cause.

Just the shock waves from the fight in the skies sent tremors through the shelter. Bian was grateful he wasn't made of flesh and bones, as such shock waves would definitely kill any creature lower than super.

He refused to give up after he had already died twice, especially now that he could no longer visit the void where the inner cylinders are. His thoughts raced as he searched for anything he could use, no matter how far-fetched it seemed.

Checking through his arsenal, he saw a lizard made of stone in his sea of soul. Summoning the beast soul of the Stone Beast Devil, a glyph of a lizard appeared on his back, turning his jadebody to a stone statue and the purple flames died out.

Bian was technically petrified, so the purple flames had accomplished their goal. Without the constant assault of the flames, the cracks on his body began repairing themselves at a snail's pace.

'It might take me weeks to recover from this.' With a sigh, Bian turned his attention to the two monsters fighting in the skies.

Zephiron Varkal stood tall in the sky, his body covered in the blue blood of his foe. The flag held by his upper right arm emitted a green glow, while the flag in his left had not been used yet.

The Ink Sun Dragon had recovered its lost tentacles. Although it couldn't deal any damage to the nimble spirit, it also regenerated from all his attacks.

Its tentacles suddenly spread out as sunlight was drawn toward the beast. The strange indigo light didn't affect either party and was thus ignored since it couldn't be solved.

"This weird light will also fade with your death." Varkal scoffed at the efforts of the Ink Sun Dragon. The flag in his upper left arm suddenly caught on fire.

The fire burning it was completely black, and immediately the clouds covered the skies. There were clouds as far as the eye could see, with not a trace of sunlight anywhere.

"What will you do now?" Varkal taunted with an amused smile. The Ink Sun Dragon had just lost its most powerful asset, the sun. Without the means to fight back, it would most likely be killed by Varkal sooner or later.

The beast also seemed to have realized its predicament. It flew closer to the clouds, almost as though it wanted to fly through them to reach the glorious sun.

"Clever devil." Varkal clicked his tongue, and the flag emitting a green light caught on green fire. He sped up to the beast and decided to finish it before it could reach the sunlight above the clouds.

A sonic boom disrupted the atmosphere as Zephiron Varkal, a three hundred-meter spirit with six arms and three heads, flew at breakneck speed toward the even bigger Ink Sun Dragon.

Erupting in a low grunt, the two hundred-meter swords fused to become a thousand meters. The sheer momentum of the scene was astonishing.

The thousand-meter-long blade swept toward the Ink Sun Dragon in a motion that seemed slow. This was just an illusion because of the sword's massive size.

In one fluid motion, the seven hundred-meter Ink Sun Dragon was severed into different parts.

A black sun exposed itself just below the head of the creature.

"I don't believ—"

BOOM!

An explosion equivalent to hundreds of nuclear warheads went off. The world was ironically brightened by a dark light as the black sun exploded.

Bian, who was in Varkal's shelter hundreds of thousands of meters below, felt the shockwaves, which were strong enough to instantly kill ordinary mutant creatures.

"Just the shockwaves of the explosion are so deadly." Bian let out a sigh, mesmerized by the power displayed by both sides. Their momentum was too amazing to be compared to any other fight he had seen.

He could only hope the Ink Sun Dragon would die and become a beast soul since it was still in the Empirical Aura, which would still last nearly two hours.

The great explosion cleared the clouds for thousands of kilometers. Under the luminous light of the sun, the Ink Sun Dragon began to regenerate from one of the two tentacles it had discarded earlier on.

As long as one of its nine brains or three hearts was intact, it could heal in the presence of sunlight. The petrification of its massive limbs was still ongoing and had yet to reach the brain in its tentacle.

The petrified tentacle regained its liveliness as the Ink Sun Dragon grew to completion in under a minute.

"Preposterous bullsh*t!" Bian cursed loudly, not caring if anyone would hear him. The sight was just too ridiculous to be taken seriously.

"Hahahaha!" A booming laughter echoed from the skies. Zephiron Varkal—or what was left of him—was laughing.

Thousands of scrolls, totems, and flags were burning as he healed at an astonishing rate. Compared to the Ink Sun Dragon, which healed in under a minute though, his healing was a bit slower.

"So that's your secret. As long as I wipe you out completely, then it will all be worth it." Varkal spoke like a madman.

The Ink Sun Dragon flew towards the retreating Zephiron Varkal. He didn't dare battle the creature until he was fully healed, so he kept retreating instead of attacking.

Meanwhile, the Ink Sun Dragon was rapidly absorbing the solar rays around it. It had a dark fog surrounding it due to the sheer amount of light being absorbed.

"To think, after surviving the King Chimera thousands of years ago, you would come here to die by my hands." As Varkal repositioned himself, he brought out a gourd-shaped item seemingly out of nowhere.

"One drop, one ocean, one million lives!" A black drop of blood dissolved the gourd and fell toward the last petrified tentacle of the Ink Sun Dragon.

'The King Chimera? The same one that possessed the Emperor Manticore. The poison looks similar too, but much more potent.' Bian looked toward the black drop falling from the sky.

"Screech!"

The Ink Sun Dragon screeched in rage upon seeing the black poison. It hurriedly shot a black beam at the drop, but the attack was countered by Varkal, who blocked it with a bone shield.

The drop fell faster than any liquid should have and despite the struggles of the Ink Sun Dragon, the black poison dropped on the stony tentacle and flashed an acidic green light.

Sizzle!

The long, petrified tentacle melted into a puddle of blood and pus in a matter of seconds. The rage of the Ink Sun Dragon reached an all-time high.

"As long as I, Zephiron Varkal, can kill you, I will empty out my years of accumulation today!"

Varkal spoke as the last injury on his body healed. A blue halo formed behind him as a good portion of the No Man's Forest—the size of Earth's moon—floated up to the sky.

"Not even the sky can escape my grasp—what hope do you have?"

The artificial moon floated to the sky, causing an eclipse. The forest almost lost all visibility if not for the weird indigo light, which provided just the bare minimum.