Protagonist?Antagonist? I Reject Both

Chapter 380: 380



Above the ground, the atmosphere was a chaotic storm of tumultuous power.

Dark clouds stretched across the sky at various lengths. The inky depths of the sky were illuminated by relentless flashes of lightning that streaked through the heavens.

The lightning strikes bombarded the land with terrifying force, leaving a smoldering crater where the earth had been torn asunder. The air crackled with raw, untamed energy, and every thunderclap resonated like a celestial drumbeat, shaking the very foundation of the world.

The lightning strikes concentrated on a blackish bud like outgrowth emerging from ground. It was struck mercilessly until it was swept into ashes however..

Following its destruction, tribulation aimed at the ground and blasted away the land exposing a huge hollow tunnel leading down with a huge plant-like black body whose roots went deep down.

From the gaping hole in the ground, where the relentless bombardment had ravaged the earth, a deep, rumbling roar shattered the cacophony.

The roar was not just a sound but a seismic wave of power, vibrating through the storm- lashed skies and shaking the ground beneath.

It was the roar of the Griffiths, and it herded as a powerful surge of blasts.

Bursting forth from the gaping chasm, a horde of Griffith surged into the open.

They emerged in groups shooting out from the ground one after another.

Leon stood atop on the back of a powerful Griffith's, feeling the creature's steady flight beneath him as it soared high above the chaos.

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"Is this how you welcome me!"Leon shouted marvelled at the sky, which was a dazzling tapestry of lightning flashes.

Each bolt illuminated the turbulent clouds, casting eerie shadows and revealing the full extent of the storm's fury. The sky roared with thunder, a constant reminder of the storm's overwhelming power.

Leon stood atop the griffith, eyes wide as he took in the storm-filled sky. He glanced at the lightning and spoke in a voice filled with awe. "This storm... It's like nothing I've ever seen. The raw power in the air is incredible!"

Turning to Griffith beneath him, Leon shouted over the roar of the storm, "Let's go my pet... Soar...Soar up there..."

From this vantage point, Leon looked down and felt a chill run down his spine.

As he looked down at the monstrous Vortugan, his expression shifted to one of horror and disbelief. "Damn, this son of bitch is really ugly...No wonder it's bisexual otherwise which female would take an eye on you."

The ground below was dominated by a massive, dark hole, its edges ragged and smoking from the relentless bombardment.

Amidst the smoke and debris, the monstrous form of Vortugan quivered ominously. Its body, dark and undulating, stretched out like a grotesque tree rooted in the earth.

Its body was a grotesque mass of writhing tentacles and slime, covered in a thick, blackish sheen that gave it an almost otherworldly appearance. The monster's form twisted and coiled, with tentacles extending in all directions.

The surface of its body was eerily smooth, yet it pulsed with a sickly, unnatural glow that seemed to seep from its very core.

The lightning flashes from the storm above struck Vortugan's body, igniting the acrid branches of its form.

The dark and glistening tentacles now sizzled with fiery, electric energy. The acrid smoke that rose from the burning branches mixed with the smell of scorched earth, creating an unbearable stench that filled the air. The lightning set parts of Vortugan ablaze, and the burning tentacles writhed in agony, adding to the creature's already horrifying appearance.

The sheer scale and grotesqueness of Vortugan were enough to make anyone quiver, and even he was taken aback.

Leon ignored it for now and stared at the sky up ahead.

BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!

As if sensing Leon's presence, the atmosphere churned violently and in the very next moment, Leon saw the cloud forming a vortex while lightning slowly condensed.

"Holy shit...Aren't you being too fierce!"Leon wiped the beads of sweat forming over his forehead and asked Griffith to go down.

Leon steered the griffith downward, his gaze locked on the massive maw of Vortugan that gaped open below.

"Hmm! Let's bring this guy to greet the tribulation also."

With a powerful leap, Leon jumped from the gryphon's back, soaring through the turbulent air toward the gaping maw. Just as he was about to land on Vortugan's quivering surface, the monstrous maw lunged forward, aiming to engulf him whole.

However before the maw could close around him, three figures appeared in a flash. Terpas, Avelin, and Seeker, right, sprang into action. With incredible agility, they grabbed hold of the maw's edges, pulling it back and preventing it from snapping shut on Leon.

Leon barely had a moment to react before a new threat emerged. Dozens of tentacles, each writhing and twitching with malevolent intent, shot out from Vortugan's body, aiming to ensnare him. The sight was both horrifying and mesmerising. The tentacles were slick with an oily black substance, their movements quick and unpredictable.

Just as the tentacles reached out, a blinding flash of lightning erupted from the storm above.

The lightning was ferocious, a sheer torrent of electrical energy that seemed to tear the sky apart. It descended with unimaginable power, crackling and hissing as it tore through the air. Leon felt the lightning's intense heat and force as it struck him. The bolt was a blinding, searing streak of white light that enveloped him completely. It was as if the sky itself had unleashed its fury upon him, each crackle and burst of energy sending shockwaves through his entire being.

The force of the lightning was so overwhelming that it pushed against Leon's body downward, shaking him to his core.

"SHITTTTT!"

The raw power surged through his body, electrifying every nerve and causing his muscles to tense involuntarily. The sheer intensity was enough to make him feel like he was being torn

apart from within.

The lightning bolt slammed into the tentacles as well. The electrical energy coursed through them, causing them to writhe and convulse violently.

One by one, the tentacles began to burn and crackle with white-hot energy. They were blasted apart in a series of explosive bursts, each fragment disintegrating into ashes before it could

reach Leon.