He could have killed Raizakia.

Had Raizakia clung stubbornly to his draconic form, the battle would have culminated in Eugene's triumph. However, driven by the primal instinct of self-preservation, Raizakia relinquished his pride and dignity, assuming a human guise as he advanced toward Eugene.

Eugene had exhausted every available resource in his clash against Raizakia. Ignition had been unleashed, harnessing the full extent of his capabilities. Prominence, the Moonlight Sword, the Holy Sword, the Empty Sword, Eclipse, and various other weapons and techniques had all been brought to bear.

The fiery aura enveloping Eugene continued to burn fiercely, its fervor mirrored by the unwavering resolve within his very being. It would continue to burn as long as Eugene’s body could hold out.

But that wasn’t enough. Raizakia had abandoned his form as a dragon. He had polymorphed into a human form, and the scales that once covered his colossal form were now concentrated on his smaller figure.

If Eugene wanted to crush his enemy, he needed greater power.

The vessels in his hand were accentuated above the skin, and his trembling fingers pushed deeper into his chest.

Thump.

A resounding thump echoed within his consciousness. Eugene held his breath, gritting his teeth in determination. He could feel a sense of resistance. Could he really go forward with this? His instincts resisted his conscious decision. He knew that there was a possibility that this was an inevitable choice. The specter of death loomed over him, and he knew his decision could very well lead to his death.

‘But if I keep going like this, I’ll die anyways.’

He kept his thoughts calm and composed. He knew that even if he kept battling in his current state, he...