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In the moment the flames subsided, a profound silence enveloped the entire space. The massive octagonal stone seemed to have exhausted its energy, suddenly floating quietly in place, no longer exhibiting any movement. However, Ironclad did not dare to let his guard down; he knew that in this spire, any careless relaxation could lead to deadly consequences.
He decided to take the initiative, fully unleashing the demonic power within him at this perilous moment. He felt a surge of immense energy coursing through his body, every cell vibrating wildly. In an instant, his form became taller and more robust, the power of the demon making him feel incredibly strong. A ring of deep red flames surrounded him, and every movement he made carried overwhelming force.
At this moment, the sling around his waist seemed to sense the power within him, emitting a soft glow. The glow appeared particularly bright in the darkness, silently increasing his strength and empowering each of his movements.
He clenched his fists, every joint filled with power, and gazed firmly at the floating stones in the air, without any hesitation. Then, he rushed towards the stones, concentrating his strength in his fist, and with wild and resolute force, he delivered a fierce uppercut to the stone.
The collision between the fist and the rock produced a deafening roar, shaking the entire space with its immense force. His fist struck the rock violently, creating a massive vibration that made the air tremble with the release of power. Under the impact of his punch, the rock developed cracks and slowly shifted backward, clearly affected by the blow.
The rock seemed to be enraged by Ironclad's attack, suddenly shaking violently. Shortly after, it unleashed two bursts of intense flames, shooting directly at Ironclad. Ironclad reacted quickly, successfully dodging the first burst of flames; however, the second burst was faster, and he couldn't completely evade it, getting hit by the flames.
The attack of flames caused him intense pain, but he gritted his teeth and endured the agony, immediately refocusing his attention on the stone. He saw that a second face of the stone suddenly ignited with a green flame, echoing the first side. The mysterious green fire danced across the surface of the stone, seemingly concealing some unknown power.
As the flames on the second face burned, the atmosphere around the stone grew increasingly tense and dangerous. Ironclad felt a chill in his heart as he realized that when all six faces of the stone ignited with green flames, it could likely unleash some powerful force or trigger a mechanism. In this environment filled with uncertainty and danger, any unpredictable change could pose a lethal threat.
He knew he couldn't let all sides of the stone ignite, as that could release an even greater danger. He decided to completely destroy the stone before things got out of control.
Suddenly, the stone began to shake violently, and a green flame erupted from its surface, quickly enveloping Ironclad and forming a Flame Barrier. The heat from the Flame Barrier caused Ironclad to feel intense burning pain; however, he did not back down. Instead, he gritted his teeth and activated his tearing ability.
As the flames scorched his skin, his tearing ability seemed to be activated by the pain, enhancing his strength to a certain degree. He could feel the energy within his body surging, every muscle responding to this power born from suffering, becoming stronger and harder.
Ironclad gripped his sword tightly, a determined light flashing in his eyes. The Flame Barrier was indeed powerful, but it would ultimately be shattered before his tearing ability. He took a deep breath to steady his mind and then charged toward the Flame Barrier without hesitation, swinging his sword.
The moment the blade collided with the Flame Barrier, intense sparks erupted, and the flames seemed to briefly retreat before quickly returning to their original state. Ironclad did not stop; he swung his sword in a continuous motion, each strike filled with power and determination. He knew that only through relentless attacks could he ultimately break through the Flame Barrier, get closer to the stone, and completely destroy it.
Then, Ironclad took a deep breath, concentrating all his strength and willpower, and unleashed his ultimate move—Whirlwind. His body instantly transformed into a swirling storm, the friction between his blade and the air producing a sharp whistling sound. As his spinning speed increased, a powerful wind pressure formed an invisible force that violently struck against the Flame Barrier.
The Flame Barrier appeared insignificant under the powerful wind pressure of Whirlwind, beginning to tremble and gradually crack. Ironclad's spinning speed increased, feeling like a wild hurricane, leaving marks on the Flame Barrier. Over time, the Flame Barrier finally dissipated before his powerful Whirlwind, completely shattered.
Suddenly losing the protective barrier, the stone shook slightly, seemingly stunned by Ironclad's attack. As Whirlwind concluded, Ironclad's body stopped spinning. He tightly gripped the hilt of his sword, a glimmer of victory flashing in his eyes. He knew this was just the beginning of the upcoming battle, but at least he had successfully broken through the Flame Barrier, laying a solid foundation for the fight ahead.
Ironclad seized the opportunity to close in rapidly, knowing this was a perfect chance. He had to find a way to destroy the stone before it regained its energy. His heart was filled with passion and determination as he wielded his sword, creating beautiful arcs of light that aimed directly at the core of the stone.
His attacks were swift and precise, each strike infused with power and confidence. Cracks began to appear in the stone as it struggled to withstand his onslaught. With each successive strike, the stone's energy seemed to dwindle, and its counterattacks became sluggish and feeble.
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