Hitman with a Badass System - 908 Norvin vs Nightmare II

As Norvin and Nightmare lunged at each other, Noah’s heart was pounding in his chest. He watched in awe as the two colossal creatures clashed with an incredible force that sent shockwaves through the treacherous ocean. With blinding speed, Nightmare darted towards Norvin and raised his front legs, delivering a crushing kick to Norvin’s chest. Norvin was caught off guard and was sent flying through the air, his massive frame tumbling and crashing through the waves.

While Norvin struggled to regain his footing, the other dragons swarmed towards him, ready to attack. But Nightmare bellowed a deafening roar that echoed through the ocean, and the other dragons hesitated, momentarily stunned by the ferocity of his voice.

In that moment, Noah felt his legs give out beneath him, and he dropped to his knees, gasping for air. His vision blurred and his head throbbed with pain as he struggled to stay conscious in the midst of the chaos around him.

“This is my fight,” he declared, his voice booming with authority. The other dragons knew better than to disobey, and they cowered before his presence, unable to challenge the might of the dragon with the blood of the royals.

Nightmare’s dragon voice reverberated through the treacherous ocean, its deep and powerful timbre commanding respect and fear. It was a voice that seemed to echo from the depths of the earth, shaking the very foundations of the sea. The sound of it sent chills down the spines of even the bravest creatures. As he spoke, his voice carried an air of authority and dominance, a reminder of his royal bloodline and the power he held over the other dragons. They trembled in fear and didn’t dare to interrupt the battle that was about to unfold.

Norvin steadied himself, gritting his teeth as he felt the blood oozing from his chest. His chest heaved with each ragged breath, but his eyes blazed with a fierce determination. He let out a primal roar, the sound echoing through the treacherous ocean and shaking the ground beneath them.

With a newfound strength fueled by his rage, Norvin launched himself at Nightmare, his massive fists balled up into tight knots. His movements were swift and calculated, his immense size and strength giving him an edge over his opponent. The clash between the two giants was like thunder, their blows landing with the force of a hundred men. The ground beneath them cracked and crumbled, sending debris flying in all directions. Despite the pain and exhaustion, Norvin refused to back down, his determination to defeat Nightmare pushing him forward.

When Nightmare appeared in the treacherous ocean,he was confused and disoriented as he was unsure of how he had been transported there. He had been on his way to meet Claire when a mysterious portal had suddenly appeared and engulfed him. And now, he was faced with a scene of chaos and destruction.

The red dragon’s heart sank as he witnessed the aftermath of Norvin’s brutal battle. He had never expected to find Norvin engaged in such a violent conflict with other dragons. And when he saw the lifeless body of the slain dragon, a surge of anger and disbelief coursed through him. Nightmare had always believed in resolving conflicts through peaceful means most of the time, and he was certain that Norvin could have subdued the other dragons without resorting to such extreme measures. The fact that he had taken a life without a shred of mercy left a bitter taste in Nightmare’s mouth.

With his blood boiling and his mind clouded by rage, Nightmare entered into a pure frenzy mode. His eyes glowed with a fierce intensity as he locked his gaze on Norvin, feeling an overwhelming urge to avenge the fallen dragon.

The battle between Norvin and Nightmare raged on, each landing powerful blows and dodging the other’s attacks. Norvin swung his massive fists at Nightmare, but the dragon was too quick, dodging and retaliating with a fierce blast of fire that singed Norvin’s fur.

Undeterred, Norvin charged forward and grabbed Nightmare’s tail, swinging him around and slamming him into the ground. But Nightmare quickly regained his footing and blasted Norvin with a burst of dark energy, sending him reeling.

The two giants continued to trade blows, each struggling to gain the upper hand. Norvin swung his fists and slammed into Nightmare’s scales, causing them to crack, but the dragon retaliated with a blast of lightning that arced through the air and struck Norvin in the chest.

Despite the intense pain, Norvin refused to back down, and he countered with a powerful blow that sent Nightmare soaring through the air. The dragon crashed to the ground, but he quickly rose to his feet, his eyes gleaming with fury. With a roar, Nightmare charged at Norvin, who met him head-on. The two giants clashed in a fierce battle, each unleashing a flurry of attacks that shook the very earth beneath them. The battle seemed to have no end in sight, each creature determined to emerge victorious.

Norvin, being at the Half Immortal stage, had an advantage over Nightmare, who was only at the Fusion stage. The power surging through Norvin’s veins, amplified by the blood of Edros, gave him an incredible strength that he had never felt before. But even with this advantage, Nightmare was not an easy opponent to defeat.

As the two beasts clashed, each landing blow for blow, Norvin felt a rush of adrenaline surging through him. With one swift motion, Norvin swung his massive arm and landed a powerful punch on Nightmare’s side, causing the dragon to roar in pain. But before Norvin could celebrate his victory, Nightmare retaliated with a fierce bite, sinking his sharp teeth into Norvin’s arm.

Norvin and Nightmare continued to clash in a fierce battle, each one determined to emerge victorious. The stormy weather around them intensified, with thunderbolts crackling through the darkened sky and the howling winds adding to the chaos of the battlefield.

Suddenly, Nightmare prepared to unleash a devastating combination attack. His scales shimmered in the stormy light as he opened his jaws wide and let out a blast of icy breath, sending shards of ice flying towards Norvin. Despite Norvin’s best efforts to dodge the attack, some of the shards grazed his fur, leaving small cuts on his body.

Infuriated by the attack, Norvin roared and charged towards Nightmare, his massive fists raised high. Nightmare met his attack head-on, clashing his own fists against Norvin’s. The ground shook violently as their blows connected, sending shockwaves throughout the barren landscape.

As the battle continued, the environment around them began to change. The icy breath unleashed by Nightmare had caused the ground around them to freeze over, making it more difficult for Norvin to maintain his footing. Meanwhile, the fiery breath he had mixed with it caused pockets of flames to erupt, creating obstacles and hazards in the already treacherous terrain.

As the clash between Nightmare and Norvin intensified, the surrounding dragons could feel the energy emanating from the two powerful beings. One by one, they began to retreat from the area, not daring to interfere with the fierce battle.ραпdα `nᴏνɐ| сom

Meanwhile, in the distance, two figures hovered in the air, their eyes fixed on the ongoing fight. The woman was strikingly beautiful, with fiery red hair that seemed to glow in the stormy sky. Her gaze was unwavering, focused entirely on the battle unfolding before her.

Beside her, a ghostly figure floated, bearing a striking resemblance to the fallen warrior Andreas. Though his form was insubstantial, the determination in his eyes was clear. It was none other than Salesi, ruler of Nagaland, and the other Soul piece of Andreas. Together, they had orchestrated the arrival of the Dark Lord’s dragon and the ensuing battle, hoping to settle the score once and for all.

As they watched the two familiars clash, Salesi’s heart raced with anticipation. She had long awaited the chance to strike at the Dark Lord and put an end to his reign of terror.

Since both the Dark Lord, the God of Darkness, and Noah, the God of Light, avoided direct confrontation with each other, Salesi knew she and the other piece of Andreas had to instigate their battle somehow. They plotted to pit Nightmare, the Dark Lord’s familiar, against Norvin, Noah’s familiar. No matter which familiar died in the hands of the other, it would instigate the battle between their respective gods. At the very least, one would weaken the other’s army.

“I’d say take out the Dark Lord’s familiar,” said the other piece of Andreas.

Salesi paused for a long moment, contemplating Andreas’s words. She knew it was a risky move, but it might be their only chance to rile up the Dark Lord enough to make him make a move against the God of Light. They hoped Noah would defeat the Dark Lord and prevent him from plunging the world into darkness. Salesi knew that Noah, the God of Light, wouldn’t be able to permanently kill the Dark Lord without the god-killing arrows. However, if Noah managed to defeat the Dark Lord, it could buy them some valuable time to grow even stronger. The war between light and darkness had been raging on for centuries, and Salesi knew that every little victory counted.

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“He is down,” Andreas said, looking at Noah who collapsed. Whenever Noah’s Andreas depleted his soul energy, Noah would enter an unconscious state for some time before recovering. The other Andreas stared down at Noah’s unconscious form, his soul energy depleted from the fierce battle. As Noah lay there, helpless and vulnerable, Andreas knew that this was their chance to strike. With a sly grin, he turned to Salesi and whispered, “He’s down. Now’s our chance to make our move.” Salesi nodded in agreement, knowing that they couldn’t afford to waste a single moment. They had to act fast if they wanted to defeat the Dark Lord and his armies.

Norvin was on his last breaths, his wounds and scorched skin causing him to falter. Nightmare, on the other hand, had the upper hand in the battle, and he knew it. He flew straight at Norvin and pinned his arms to the ground, preparing to deliver the final blow. Despite being at a lower cultivation stage, Nightmare’s battle training with Gaya had paid off, and he was a formidable opponent. Norvin braced himself for the worst.

But just as Nightmare was about to rip Norvin’s head off, a sudden bright flash of light lit up the area, blinding the two familiars for a moment. Norvin and Nightmare both closed their eyes, caught off guard by the sudden burst of light.

As Norvin struggled under Nightmare’s clutches, he suddenly heard a sharp metallic noise that pierced through the chaos of the battlefield. It was followed by a growl that turned into a deafening roar. Then, a hot liquid oozed onto his face, and he felt Nightmare’s grip loosen. He quickly closed his eyes, anticipating the worst. When he finally opened them again, he saw Noah standing on his chest, wielding his sword. The sword was plunged straight into Nightmare’s heart, and the dark energy that emanated from the dragon slowly dissipated. Noah’s eyes were glowing brightly, and his aura seemed to have multiplied in intensity.

The scene was shocking, to say the least. Norvin had never seen Noah like this before. It was as if he had tapped into an entirely different power, one that he had never shown before. The sheer force of the energy emanating from Noah was overwhelming, and it seemed to be consuming him from the inside out. Norvin stared at Noah in shock, wondering what had happened. Had Noah unlocked a new level of power, or was it something else entirely? He couldn’t tell, but he knew that something significant had just occurred.

“What have you done?” Norvin growled.

As the blinding light from Noah’s sword pierced through Nightmare’s body, Norvin’s heart sank. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing – Noah, the God of Light, breaking his own rule by taking a life. Norvin growled in anger, his eyes fixed on Noah’s glowing ones. For a moment, he thought he saw a hint of madness in Noah’s eyes, like he was a different person entirely.

The sharp metallic sound echoed through the air as Noah withdrew the sword from Nightmare’s body. Norvin watched in horror as the dragon slowly fell to the ground, writhing in pain. He was about to rush to the dragon’s aid with healing potions when Nightmare vanished into thin air. Norvin blinked, trying to make sense of what had just happened. Had Noah somehow sent the dragon to another realm?

Noah stood there, his eyes still glowing, his aura still burning with intensity. It was a moment that Norvin would never forget. Norvin didn’t feel relieved; instead, fear took over him as he realized the grave consequences of Noah’s actions. If the Dark Lord learned that his beloved familiar, Nightmare, was killed by Noah’s hand, he would stop at nothing to seek revenge. Norvin knew that the Dark Lord would not rest until he avenged his familiar’s death.

Noah’s eyes blazed with an otherworldly light, making Norvin wonder if this was truly Noah before him or someone else in Noah’s form. Norvin’s heart was pounding in his chest as he realized the full extent of what had just happened. The consequences of Noah’s actions could mean the end of everything they knew.

Norvin concentrated and willed himself to shrink in size until he was about six feet tall, the same height as Noah. He knew that in order to snap Noah out of his strange state, he needed to meet him at eye level. As he approached Noah, he could see that the glow in his eyes was still present, and his aura was still burning with intense energy.

Then, he watched in horror as Noah’s eyes, once ablaze with power, suddenly faded and went dark. Noah’s body swayed and he collapsed to the ground, unconscious. Norvin quickly rushed to his side and knelt down beside him, checking for a pulse. Relief washed over him as he felt a faint but steady heartbeat. But the relief was short-lived. Norvin knew that this was not a good sign. Whatever had caused Noah’s eyes to glow and his aura to burn so intensely had clearly taken a toll on him. He feared for his friend’s safety and wondered what kind of danger lay ahead.

As Norvin sat there, cradling Noah’s head in his lap, he could feel his heart racing with anxiety. He knew that he had to act quickly and find a way to help Noah before it was too late.