Apocalypse King: The Return of Lucian-Chapter 37: Unyielding Dominance
Chapter 37 - Unyielding Dominance
**Chapter 37: Unyielding Dominance**
The air was thick with the scent of gunpowder and blood. Smoke curled through the ruins of the once-thriving city, now reduced to crumbling buildings and shattered streets. The echoes of battle had barely faded when Lucian stood at the center of it all, his crimson eyes glinting in the moonlight. His coat billowed as a gust of wind carried the scent of death.
Behind him, his best friend—no, his brother in arms—stood tall. Darius had awakened the SS-ranked ability *Titan's Wrath*, and his entire body radiated with an aura of absolute destruction. His muscles twitched, his knuckles cracked, and power surged through his veins like a violent storm.
"Lucian..." Darius's voice was hoarse, eyes locked onto him. "You always were ahead of everyone. But now... now I have something that can match you."
Lucian smirked. "Is that so?"
Before another word could be spoken— **BOOM!**
An explosion roared from the distance, sending a shockwave that rattled the ground beneath them. **KRSHH!** The remnants of a collapsing skyscraper fell, crushing a horde of zombies beneath its weight.
Darius didn't flinch. His fists clenched as his ability crackled to life. The very air around him vibrated as his strength became tangible.
Lucian, however, remained unfazed. He tilted his head slightly, observing the overwhelming power radiating from his friend. Anyone else would have trembled in fear. Anyone else would have felt despair.
But he was not anyone else.
He was Lucian.
**TAP. TAP. TAP.** His boots echoed on the pavement as he took slow, measured steps toward Darius. The tension between them grew heavier.
Then, without warning— **BANG!**
A bullet whizzed past Lucian's ear, barely missing him. Instantly, his reflexes kicked in. **CLANG!** He deflected the second shot with the edge of his knife, the bullet sparking against the blade before ricocheting into a nearby wall.
From the shadows, a group of armed survivors emerged, their rifles aimed directly at him. Their leader, a rugged man with a scar running down his cheek, sneered. "We've been watching you two. Guess what? Your heads will fetch a nice price."
Lucian sighed. "Amateurs."
**RATATATATA!**
Gunfire erupted as the ambushers opened fire. But Lucian was already moving. **SWOOSH!** His figure blurred, dodging bullets with inhuman precision. The wind howled as he weaved through the hail of gunfire, his blade glinting under the flickering streetlights.
Darius roared, his *Titan's Wrath* surging to life. He slammed his foot down— **BOOM!**—cracking the ground and sending a shockwave that launched half of the ambushers off their feet. They screamed as they crashed into the wreckage of a burning car.
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Lucian wasted no time. **SLASH!** His blade carved through the air, severing the arm of one gunman. **THUD.** The man crumpled, wailing in agony. Another turned to run— **BANG!** A bullet from Lucian's silenced pistol ended him before he could take another step.
"W-we surrender!" One survivor dropped his weapon, hands trembling.
Lucian tilted his head, his smirk widening. "Did you think surrender was an option?"
**BANG!** One last gunshot, and the battlefield fell silent.
The only sounds left were the distant crackling of fire and the soft hum of the wind.
Darius turned to Lucian, his expression unreadable. "You haven't changed at all."
Lucian chuckled. "And you have. You're stronger now." He gestured toward the corpses. "But strength isn't just about power—it's about knowing when to use it."
Darius nodded slowly, his fists relaxing. "I see that now."
**DING!**
Lucian's system notification chimed in his mind.
[Host has eliminated multiple threats. Rewarding 50,000 system points.]
[New Item Available in Store: Advanced Ammunition Crate.]
Lucian exhaled, rolling his shoulders. The battle was over. For now.
But the war was just beginning.
**End of Chapter 37.**
