I Received System to Become Dragonborn

Chapter 606 Next Phase

Eccar's sharp gaze flicked toward the resistance forces behind him, catching glimpses of soldiers scrambling to reload weapons, mages conjuring shields, and the commander who barking orders. Every time he clashed with Krevak the shockwaves rippled through the ranks and threatening to disrupt their fragile organization.

"I can't let this fight drag them down,"

Eccar thought. His mind raced, weighing the risks. "

This guy's power is chaotic, unstable. If we keep fighting here, I'll put everyone at risk."

Krevak launched another devastating punch at him with wild intention. His golden-red energy crackling dangerously as it cut through the air.

Eccar sidestepped so the blow narrowly missing him and carving a deep trench into the earth. His speed is still faster than him so he don't too worry. The army is the one Eccar concerned about.

"Trying to run?!" Krevak sneered. "I thought you didn't know fear, after what you did to my army."

Eccar didn't respond. Instead, he sprang backward with a powerful leap and soaring through the air and landing several hundred meters away on an outcropping of jagged rocks.

His landing shattered the stone beneath him, the force creating a small crater. Without hesitation, he turned and leapt even further, aiming to draw Krevak far from the battlefield.

Krevak's grin vanished, replaced with a snarl. "You're not escaping me!" he roared, his energy flaring as he rocketed after Eccar, leaving a trail of scorched earth in his wake. He only thinking about killing Eccar and not anything else.

Eccar landed again, this time in an open expanse far from the resistance lines. He didn't have to wait long because Krevak already descended upon him like a meteor, his fists glowing with destructive energy.

The moment Krevak's boots hit the ground the force of his landing created a shockwave, splintering the earth around them.

"I'll crush you here!" Krevak bellowed, his frustration evident. He charged at Eccar, his movements a blur of raw power.

Eccar braced himself, meeting Krevak's attack head-on. Their fists collided and the impact sending a deafening boom across the desolate expanse.

The ground beneath them cracked and trembled, deep fissures snaking outward as the sheer force of their strikes reshaped the terrain.

The two figures engaged in a relentless exchange of blows, their movements a blur of claws, fists, and powerful kicks.

Krevak's strikes were wild but devastating, each one laced with that strange energy that seemed to amplify his strength. Eccar in contrast, fought with precision and cold headed because he already far away from the resistance army. His movements deliberate as he relied solely on his physical prowess for now to match Krevak's chaotic power.

Krevak swung a glowing fist, aiming for Eccar's head, but the Dragonborn ducked and countered with a powerful kick to Krevak's midsection. The kick sent Krevak skidding backward, his boots carving trenches into the ground.

Suddenly, the air around them shifted violently as Krevak's golden-red aura surged. The energy expanded in all directions sending fierce winds whipping across the battlefield. Dirt and debris from their earlier clashes were swept up in a storm.

Eccar stood firm, his sharp eyes narrowing as he felt the oppressive weight of Krevak's power growing.

The change was clear. Eccar could sense it. This was no longer the reckless chaotic force that had been swinging wildly at him moments ago. It was something more refined and dangerous.

Krevak's aura flared brighter, illuminating the broken battlefield. Golden layers began to form over his body, appearing first as faint flickers of light before solidifying into shimmering, jagged patterns.

These golden marks spread in some places on his chest, arms, and legs, leaving his body gleaming with a strange and almost divine radiance. Half of his face was now covered in the same golden sheen.

When his eyes opened again, they were no longer the same. They had turned into slitted, vertical pupils.

Eccar frowned. His earlier thoughts had been right, this wasn't just some ordinary foe. This power and transformation, was something entirely different.

Krevak raised his gaze to meet Eccar's, his expression eerily calm. The wild grin that had dominated his face before was gone, replaced with a cold, calculating demeanor. His voice now steady and deliberate.

"You're strong," Krevak said. "Stronger than I expected. But if you think you can hold back against me, you're mistaken."

"So you've finally decided to take this seriously," Eccar said.

Krevak nodded slowly, the faintest hint of a smirk tugging at his lips. "I underestimated you before. I won't make that mistake again."

The winds around them intensified, Krevak's aura pulsating rhythmically. The golden energy layered over his body seemed to ripple and hum, as though alive. Each step he took forward left the ground beneath him scorched and cracked the sheer pressure of his presence reshaping the earth.

Eccar's frown deepened.

"This power is not just raw energy anymore,"

he thought, studying Krevak's movements.

"It's controlled. Refined. This isn't like the energy he was using before. It feels... ancient."

Krevak tilted his head slightly, his eyes narrowing. "You're thinking too much," he said. "Stop analyzing and fight me."

Eccar cracked his neck and shoulder. Then said, "Alright."

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