Lunar Supremacy: The Original Alpha



Seeing the potential danger, he decided to try a new move he had been eagerly looking forward to using.

The inspiration for this technique came from an anime he had watched when he was still a human, and now, as someone with massive amounts of energy , he felt the thrill of bringing it to life.

Getting his palms closer together, he focused his mind on conjuring a pure ball of energy, devoid of any elemental affiliation.

With a little bit of concentration, he willed the pure energy to spin, and it responded to his command like it was an extension of his body. 

"It's easier than I thought," he muttered to himself as he observed the spinning ball of energy.

He marveled at how straightforward this technique felt compared to some of the more complex skills he possessed.

He came to a realization; unlike other abilities that demanded specific sequences and elaborate control, the manipulation of pure energy came naturally to him. 

When he wanted to freeze something, it required several steps of conversion and control. 

He had to channel his pure energy and then transform it into the ice element, followed by further refining it into a specific variation—whether it be freezing it into a solid, turning it into a gaseous form, or even liquefying it.

In contrast, this newfound technique seemed almost instinctual. He could cast it effortlessly, bypassing all those steps.

"Let's see if I can copy that particular move," he murmured.

Then he raised his hand and began channeling even more energy into the swirling ball on his right palms. 

SWIRLS!

SWIRLS!

SWIRLS!

The sphere responded eagerly, expanding rapidly until it reached an impressive 20-meter radius. The once pale blue hue also deepened, taking on a darker and more vibrant shade as the sheer amount of energy infused into it intensified.

As the sphere reached its full size, Vincent looked up at the Dark-Red Flame with a confident smile.

"Watch closely," he said, his voice steady.

With a swift, fluid motion, he released the pent-up energy in a burst of power. 

WHIRR!

The colossal sphere hurtled forward, leaving a trail of brilliance in its wake. The sheer force behind the attack was very dominant, causing the air to ripple and the ground to quake as it surged toward its target.

ZSWOOOOOOSH!

As the ball of energy surged forward, it dug itself into Vincent's own barriers , bulldozing everything in its path. 

The ground trembled as it carved through the earth covered with ice , leaving a trail of upheaval in its wake. 

The sheer force of its advance was relentless, an unstoppable power that was simply pure and overwhelming.

BOOOOOOM!

The collision of both powers was like a massive clash of titans, causing thunderous roars that echoed through the air. 

The two forces battled fiercely, each vying to destroy everything.

But the Dark-Red Flame, though powerful, struggled against the overwhelming might of the spinning ball of energy. Its dark-red hues flickered and wavered, like a fading ember fighting against an encroaching blaze.

Then the spectacle that followed left even the arrogant woman mildly impressed. 

As the spinning energy ball surged forward, it began to exert an incredible force, drawing the energy of the Dark-Red Flame towards it. Like a voracious maw, the energy ball devoured the once formidable flame, absorbing it into its own radiant core.

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It continued to surge forward, closing the distance between it and the woman. 

The robe woman found herself in a position she hadn't anticipated - facing the force of her own power, now amplified by Vincent's own attack.

But she didn't even flinch

"Good.... but you can do better , " her arrogant words echoed through the air, and with a mere slap of her palm, the powerful spinning ball of energy burst like a balloon.

BOOM!

Vincent's attack seemed to unravel before her with ease, as if it were nothing more than mere party tricks.

However, his expression remained unfazed, despite the apparent defeat of his powerful attack. 

He knew that the woman's nonchalant reaction was not because his attack was weak, but because she was simply too strong.

"Impressive technique, but you'll need something more powerful if you want to hurt me," the woman playfully remarked. Her attitude towards him changed after that exchange.

"This will be my last attack. I hope you don't die," she added, her voice tinged with absolute confidence . 

As her aura surged forth, a dark energy manifested behind her. There was no trace of the previous red hue; instead, it was pure darkness that enveloped her, conjuring a giant, shadowy crow with its immense wings unfurled.

Vincent's instincts took over, and he instinctively stepped back, creating a small distance from the imposing presence before him. 

It was an unsettling feeling, the sensation of fear creeping into his mind. He had grown powerful enough to obliterate a city with one attack, yet here, faced with this dark manifestation, he felt genuinely threatened.

"I have to go all out, " Sensing the imminent danger, he transformed into his werewolf form. 

He knew that holding back against an unknown and formidable power would be foolish, and he needed every advantage he could muster.

"GRRRRRR," he roared.

"Caw-caw!"

And as if responding to him . The eerie cry of the crow pierced the air as the dark entity hurtled towards him with astonishing speed, like it was bending space itself. 

"Not good, " Quickly, he concentrated all his energy on reinforcing his muscles, bones, and fur, bolstering his werewolf form to withstand the impending onslaught.

Multiple layers of energy barriers also materialized around his body, forming a formidable shield.

But to his surprise, the anticipated explosion did not occur. Instead, the dark crow enveloped him, shrouding him in its shadows. It was an unexpected turn of events, leaving him disoriented and uncertain of what was happening.

He focused his senses, trying to discern the intentions of this mysterious entity. The darkness seemed to seep into his very being, searching for something deep within him. It was as if the dark crow sought to unlock the secrets hidden within his soul.

"This is a soul attack!" He gritted his teeth in anger as he realized the gravity of the situation. "You dare attack my soul!"

Vincent's eyes turned furious as the realization hit him - he had let his guard down, allowing the woman to get dangerously close and target his very essence.

His instincts as a werewolf intensified, and a deep growl rumbled from his throat.

"GRRRRRRR!" With a powerful roar, all the energy within him erupted outward, like a fierce inferno purging the darkness. The external energies that had engulfed him were eradicated in an instant .

BOOOOOOM!

The shockwave rippled through the air, creating a blinding brilliance that engulfed everything. The sheer force of the explosion seemed to bend reality itself, the very fabric of space trembling under its impact.

As the dust settled and the brilliance subsided, Vincent emerged from the aftermath, his werewolf form radiating with an aura of primal might. His eyes blazed with ferocity and deep anger.

"You've made a grave mistake," he growled, his voice carrying a primal raged. 

"Attacking my soul is something you'll come to regret."