Reborn As A Ghost: Time To Build My Undead Army!-Chapter 1717: Lucifer’s Ascension

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RUMBLE!

Explosions of white flames erupted through the skies as the two giants clashed.

The martial artist’s fists against Lucifer’s claws.

His legs against Lucifer’s feet.

Each time a devastating punch came, Lucifer blocked it with his shield-like wings. When he whipped his tail down in a deadly strike, the warrior dodged and immediately countered from behind, slamming a fist into the back of his head.

Lucifer’s aura surged, forming dozens of dragons made of white flames that lunged at the martial artist.

Yet the warrior’s own aura answered, manifesting his Martial Soul at last.

FLUOSH!

"What is that?!"

For the first time, Lucifer beheld the true might of a fully awakened Martial Soul: a colossal titan forged from stone, ore, earth, gemstones, crystals, and countless other minerals.

"Heheh! Gahahahahaha!"

The martial artist laughed wildly. His punches now carried earth-shaking force. Cracks finally appeared across Lucifer’s scales, and blood flowed from his arms for the first time.

"Hoh?"

Lucifer’s lips curved into a grin. His eyes blazed bright gold, his scythe shimmered with white flames, and he unleashed a relentless barrage.

Drawing on the principles of Maria’s Phantasmal Fist, he began to refine them, blending them with his own abilities and slowly forging the rough outline of a personal martial art.

Scythe, dragon claws, dragon tail, dragon fangs, and breath, these were his natural weapons, and now he wielded them all at once in seamless harmony, guided not by skills but by pure mastery of his body.

The heavens above glowed brighter as Ki in the atmosphere grew lighter, flowing into him.

CLASH! CLASH! CLASH! CLASH!

The martial artist’s fists started breaking through his defenses. This battle was far harder than he had expected.

"More power... I need more!"

Lucifer’s body abruptly transformed. The powers of his previous evolutions resurfaced as Abyssal Death Flames fused with White Void Flames. The two opposing forces converged into a rotating Yin-Yang symbol on his chest.

"UUUUOOOHHH!"

With a furious roar, he swung his scythe upward, unleashing a massive slashing wave.

The martial artist grinned savagely, eyes bloodshot.

"HAAAAH!"

He punched straight through the flames, only for Lucifer to vanish and reappear behind him. The Yin-Yang symbol expanded, flames racing across his entire body.

"I think I finally understand!"

His eyes flashed. Hundreds, thousands, millions of punches erupted from both warriors!

Yet cracks spread across the stone titan. The Martial Soul began to crumble. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

The martial artist could no longer keep up.

The reason was simple.

Lucifer was finally learning to wield his overwhelming power with true precision.

"{White Void Dragon Fist}! {Abyssal Death Dragon Fist}!"

Twin fist techniques rained down: uppercuts, downward strikes, left and right palm strikes. The martial artist roared, growing larger with every wound, fighting back with everything he had.

Still, Lucifer dominated. His attacks now flowed in perfect harmony with his Intent and Thought. He no longer needed to think during battle.

Skills no longer mattered.

Everything emerged naturally from his body.

The gift he had long forgotten.

Instinct.

"{Heavenly Dragon Ascension}!"

His voice thundered across the heavens. His fists merged into an unending storm of blows. The warrior’s tough body began to glow, skin burning, muscles rupturing.

"Nnngghh!"

The martial artist refused to yield.

In that moment, his aura exploded. A fragment of his Martial Soul fused with his fist.

"HAAAAAHHH!"

With every ounce of strength, he shattered Lucifer’s stance, breaking his focus.

BOOOOM!

"Uuuggh!"

Lucifer cried out as the punch grazed past his head, tearing through his shoulder and ripping away a massive chunk of flesh that refused to regenerate instantly. The wound brimmed with concentrated Ki that suppressed healing.

Yet Lucifer only smiled wider.

"Heh...! Keep going! I’m getting stronger with every second! Don’t you dare fall yet!"

"Hahahaha! HAHAHAHAAH!"

The martial artist laughed madly, his body twisting under the influence of the Blood Soul Specters within him. Fur sprouted across his skin, his face becoming bat-like.

Lucifer pressed the attack. An armor of White Void Flames and Abyssal Death Flames formed around him, growing denser with every blow he received.

Until...

FLAAASH!

"Gaaahhh!"

The martial artist screamed as an explosion of dual flames erupted from Lucifer’s body, engulfing him completely. His flesh burned in unbearable agony.

Even Lucifer was stunned.

A brand-new technique.

By rotating White Void Flames against Abyssal Death Flames, the Yin-Yang symbol on his chest had become the core of an ever-strengthening armor. The more damage he took, the stronger it grew.

Then, like a supernova, he released everything at once.

BOOOMMM!!!

The blast not only reduced his opponent to charred remains black as charcoal, but hundreds of thousands of Blood Soul Specters perished in the same instant.

"I did it..."

Lucifer gave a tired smile, dizziness washing over him.

The path of strength for this ancient dragon was far from over.

Even after believing he had reached his limit following his last evolution, an entire new world had opened before him.

The world of Martial Arts!

BAAM! BAAM! BAAM! BAAM!

"Ugh! So annoying!"

Meanwhile, Nyx growled in fury as the two disciples of the defeated Iron Fist Elder continued their relentless assault. Their powerful strikes chased her down while she desperately summoned phantoms to shield herself.

Yet their fists shattered the phantoms with ease, causing the fragments to explode and only making things worse, her phantoms were the source of her strength.

She had watched her father fight.

She refused to disappoint him.

"I’m taking you both on! Come at me!"

Tired of fleeing, she turned and faced them head-on.

Nyx wanted one thing.

To awaken that overwhelming form she had unleashed back in Atlantis.

A mysterious, terrifying state she could not trigger again no matter how hard she tried.

She didn’t even remember how it worked, and no Skill describing it appeared in her status.

It was a power born only under extreme stress, the kind she had never experienced since that day.

"This power... I need it!"

CLASH! CLASH! CLASH!

Explosions of phantom flames and blood energy filled the air. The two martial artists summoned dozens of massive metal boulders, hammering Nyx from every direction.

Amid the pain, her axe swung down, shattering their pseudo-Martial Souls and halting the rain of boulders.

RUMBLE!

At the same moment, Nyx opened her jaws and unleashed a breath attack infused with the deadly element of Demise.

BOOOM!

Both martial artists were hurled backward with tremendous force, struggling to regain their footing as the breath finally faded.

"Agh!"

Yet they attacked again without giving her a moment to breathe.

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