Boom!

"Ahhh!" Young Slime roared, dumping a massive amount of his demonic force.

"Rrrr!" the dragon responded similarly, as his golden beam grew stronger.

'Think… or I'll run out of demonic force,' Slime#47 thought grimly.

He went through his skillset, hoping to find a solution.

"Demonic Surge. Demonic Flash." He cast the two spells.

His body was wrapped with the dark demonic force.

Whoosh!

He leaped into the air, canceled his Demonic Pulse, and used "Elemental Body, Blue Elemental Variation."

He turned into a blue lightning sparrow in a moment and took off.

"Multi Phantom."

He cast, and multiple lightning sparrows appeared in the air.

Zzz!

The golden beam dashed forward due to the lack of the opposing black beam, then vanished the next moment under the dragon's control.

'What's he planning?' the dragon wondered, as he glared at almost thirty sparrows in the air.

Whoosh!

He took off into the air as well, spreading his wings.

"Demonic Flash," the Slime#47 clones muttered. All lightning sparrows were wrapped with black energy.

Whoosh!

All sparrows rushed straight up into the sky.

'I hope I'm faster,' Slime#47 mused.

"Demonic Flash and lightning form combo allows me to achieve the highest speed I could," he muttered, as—boom! The area was filled with him and his clones' afterimages.

The shadows on the ground stayed behind, taking a few moments to react, and yet struggling to trail the bodies.

"He's faster than light…" the dragon grinned. "What an interesting fellow… to think he is that much faster in mere Tier 2."

"Draconic Flash."

He cast, as his body was wrapped with golden light.

Whoosh!

The dragon dashed toward the clones.

"Dragon Claw!"

His claws coated with gold, he—slash!—waved his claw at a clone.

Boom!

Clone burst into pieces of blue light.

"One down," the dragon clicked his tongue, delighted. "Entertain me… slime."

In the next moment, a new clone suddenly appeared in the sky.

"Ho… battle of energy reserves…" the dragon figured out Slime#47's plan.

Slime#47 would hide high in the sky—far enough that the dragon couldn't catch him immediately—and release clones to stall while he climbed higher.

"Good one… but you met me," the dragon grinned, as he cast, "Draconic Fire Wave."

He opened his mouth wide, as golden threads of mana flashed around it.

"Roar!"

He roared, and a golden wave of fire spread out.

'Damn… It's a wide area attack,' Slime#47's main body clicked his tongue, rushing out to the other side.

Boom!

More than ten clones were instantly hit and wiped out. The dragon turned his head, wiping out clones in a batch.

'Though I'm faster than light… that attack is even faster,' Young Slime mused, frowning. 'I cannot dodge it in time.'

He changed back to physical form as he began to drop. He used the combat style slot.

[ Ding! Ancient Combat Style Slot#1: Demonic Body! ]

His body was wrapped with demonic force, and he turned into a black slime!

His entire being hardened with black energy.

He cast, "Demonic Pulse."

But his target wasn't the dragon's attack. It was the sky.

A dark beam erupted from his palm.

With the force of Demonic Pulse and gravity, he—thud!—landed on the ground. He cancelled the beam.

The dragon stopped his attack and landed on the ground. "Your plan failed…" he grinned.

'I should have taken note of wide area attacks…' Slime#47 mused with a scowl.

"Ancient Combat Style Slot#2—Demonic Pulse!"

Whoosh!

A dark beam rushed at the dragon from behind.

Boom!

The dragon's tail disintegrated.

"Ahhh!" he roared in pain, as he yelled, "Draconic Heavenly Scales!"

The white scales on his body glowed golden, holding against the Demonic Pulse.

'Puff… the backup worked,' Slime#47 grinned, wiping his sweat.

When he created clones, one had silently escaped to the ground and hid underground with Earth Mold.

Clone had used the Spirit Body to sneak attack instead of reusing the Earth Mold spell to avoid noise.

And when the dragon was busy focusing on the main body, the clone struck.

As for why he didn't hide his main body… 'He focused on me. If he'd focused on anyone else, I could have used my main body and sneaked away,' Young Slime mused, as the dragon struggled with pain.

"He could have easily held on against my Ancient Combat Style Demonic Pulse," Slime#47 clicked his tongue. "However, his tail was disintegrated, dealing a heavy blow right away and breaking his defense."

"Demonic Pulse!"

He didn't waste time, firing from the other side—hitting the dragon on his head.

Boom!

The dragon took dark beam attacks from both sides.

"Roar!" the dragon roared, as golden energy wrapped around him strongly.

Whoosh!

"My control is not so refined," Young Slime muttered, pouring in demonic force as wind gusts blew, tearing apart trees and grass.

'I still have 10% of my demonic force,' he thought, hoping to deal the final blow. 'Still forty seconds… if I heavily injure him, I could win.'

"Roar!" the dragon yelled. "Draconic Empower!"

Crack!

The ground cracked beneath, spreading to a few hundred meters, as a huge beam of golden light erupted from the dragon's body and rushed straight to the sky.

Boom!

Both beams were cancelled out. Slime#47's clone burst into pieces of blue light.

Thud!

Slime#47's main body was flung away a few hundred meters—bang!

"Cough! That pressure…" he coughed blood. "What the?"

"Who the heck… can battle him?" he muttered, eyes wide.

Whoosh!

Before he could spot what happened to the dragon, he felt a kick in his gut.

Boom!

He was blown away. He broke more than twenty large trees before stopping.

"Cough!" he coughed up more Slime blood.

Boom!

Bang!

The dragon didn't stop. He kept slamming Slime#47's body with punches and kicks.

'Damn… I cannot spot it… sense it,' Young slime roared internally, as he was yet again kicked in the gut.

Thud!

He stopped after breaking a few large trees.

"If this goes on… this forest will be left with no trees," he muttered, as his body trembled due to the excessive beating.

'He's toying with me,' he scowled. 'He could end me with a single punch,' he thought, trying to stand up.

Bang!

He fell to the ground, failing to stand up properly.

The dragon arrived before him slowly, not pummeling him like before.

"Hahaha." The dragon grinned. "It's been a while since someone injured me…" he said, waving his dragon claws to remove slime blood.

'Yeah… yeah… Your eye got destroyed by me in the last loop,' Slime#47 mocked him internally, as he narrowed his eyes to get a good look at the dragon.

His eyes were covered with his blood, making his vision poor.

"Not a scratch," he muttered, as the dragon was shining brightly, his white scales like a new piece of luxury jewelry.

"It was one good sneak attack," the dragon smiled lightly.

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