My SSS-Rank Clone Talent: I Level Up Endlessly! novel Chapter 33

Chapter 33: Tournament (10): Defeat!?

The two faced off on the icy stage, with the temperature rapidly dropping bit by bit as time passed.

Drayken felt the change in the air and remained calm and collected:

'Hmm, the longer this temperature lasts, the more trouble it will be.'

He thought in his heart and quickly came up with a solution.

The lightning stored in his body moved.

Electric arcs swirled around his body; the static energy caused his long red hair to stand up, and the temperature around his surroundings started to gradually return to normal.

Drayken smirked:

'This feels so cool.'

He had absorbed a lot of lightning when he took the attack of the Dragon King head-on, and it hadn't been fully used to strengthen his physique, so he could use this to his advantage.

Ceciline looked at him and shook her head:

"You will never understand the power of a Rank-4 Dragon until you experience it yourself."

She lightly pushed against the ground and used its momentum to jump into the sky, then she pointed with her slender finger at him:

"Ice Magic: Ice Rolling Balls."

The surrounding mana violently gathered on her fingertips, and Drayken felt a chill down his spine.

His pupils widened with horror as a shadow covered the entire platform.

A giant snowball, roughly the size of the entire stadium, was descending upon him like a meteorite!

'How is this a snowball?'

Drayken felt his life flashing before his eyes. His bloodline seemed to have become dry, even it seemed to have lost its fighting spirit before the giant ball.

Before it could even land, Ceciline pointed at it again and muttered:

"Ice Magic: Separation through impact. Union through devastation."

Mana surged in the surroundings again, and some small fragments from the ice meteorite separated, leaving a blazing trail as they honed in on Drayken like homing missiles.

"Hahaha... haha." Drayken should have been afraid of these ice fragments, but...

His entire body was trembling violently, and there was a pure gleam of excitement in his eyes. He felt excited again—this wasn't the influence of his bloodline, but instead merely his own choice.

Drayken crouched low to the ground, lightning swirling around him. His eyes locked onto the incoming meteorite—and in the next instant, the ground beneath him was obliterated.

In a flash, he launched into the sky, fists aimed at the oncoming fragments.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In the blink of an eye, the shards began to shatter, one by one. Drayken surged forward, now enveloped by the speeding snow meteorite. Death loomed closer than ever, and he swallowed hard.

Starlight shimmered in his palms. Aura flared around his body. Lightning surged through every muscle and tissue in his right hand, amplifying his strength.

He was like a black dot streaking through the sky, flickering with lightning, dwarfed beneath the might of the descending snowball.

Then—impact.

Drayken felt as though he'd struck searing-hot iron.

"Raaaah!"

His right arm was shredded—bloody, torn, tissues ruptured. Blood sprayed through the air.

The snow meteorite halted mid-air, its momentum stalling. Thin cracks began to spread across its icy surface.

Crunch!

Drayken's bones snapped. His muscles tore apart, completely mangled.

Ahhh—

A cry of agony rang out, only to be cut short as the meteorite crashed into him, driving through without mercy.

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