Doomsday: with unlimited warehouse system



Time and time again, the Dark Dragon hurled wind blades towards David.  The sharp whistling of the wind blades and the explosive sounds of friction in the air were enough to instill fear.

David swung the Galaxy Shatter Fist, smashing the incoming wind blades one after another in mid-air.  This caused the Dark Dragon to furrow his brow in frustration.

During these exchanges, the Dark Dragon clearly sensed David's strength and understood why a level ten Dark tiger met his demise at his hands.

However, consumed by vengeful anger, the Dark Dragon's mind was clouded.  Even though he wasn't currently a match for David, he was determined to fight on.

To Dark Dragon, this battle wasn't just about avenging his brother, but also about redeeming his Dark city's reputation and enhancing their power in the wasteland world.  So, he had to win, but he was overestimating his own abilities.

In these rounds of attacks, David hadn't even used thirty percent of his strength.  He even refrained from fully utilizing the Galaxy Shatter Fist.  He looked at the Dark Dragon, who hovered in mid-air, surrounded by swirling winds.

David sneered, "You're supposed to be their big brother, can't you show some real strength?"

This statement further infuriated the Dark Dragon.  He shouted, "Kid, let me show you what terror truly means!"

With a loud roar, the Dark Dragon's armor shattered, and a black vortex spun into existence in the sky.  The vortex resembled a serpent, twisting and charging into the Dark Dragon's body.

Suddenly, the Dark Dragon spread his arms, allowing the vortex to surge within him.  His aura grew terrifying.  At that moment, he transformed into a wind dragon, swirling in the air like a phantom.  The combination of his elusive form and the surging wind-based power transformed the valley's sky.  Countless dark clouds churned, accompanied by resounding thunder.  Seeing this phenomenon, David nodded in slight surprise.

"Well, now you're worthy of my attention," David remarked.  Just as he spoke, the Dark Dragon's colossal dragon body spun and soared towards him.

David instantly tore open a spatial rift, disappearing from his original position.  Simultaneously, he manifested the Void Blade.  When using spatial abilities, the Void Blade's critical hit rate reached a fearsome level.

Reappearing in mid-air, David decisively swung the Void Blade at the Dark Dragon.  A metallic clash resounded, sparking a shower of light.  Surprisingly, the Void Blade made contact with the Dark Dragon but failed to cause substantial damage.  David nodded to himself, realizing the Dark Dragon was giving his all to try and kill him.  This realization thrilled him as he sought formidable adversaries.

David's goal had always been to find strong opponents.  It was through clashes with such foes that he could comprehend and accelerate his own growth.  The Dark Dragon grew more arrogant.  The massive dragon head aimed at David..

"My dragon form boasts defenses equal to my level.  Can you break through them?  Hahaha!"  After a hearty laugh, the Dark Dragon once again used his immense dragon body to charge at David.

Rather than dodging, David retracted the Void Blade, preparing for a true hand-to-hand battle.  He unleashed the full power of the Galaxy Shatter Fist, delivering punch after punch onto the dragon's body.

At first, the Dark Dragon didn't feel any pain.  However, as his expression grew increasingly serious, he began to distinctly feel the force behind each of David's punches.  He felt that the power of those punches was beyond the realm of the wasteland world, capable of tearing apart all things in its horrifying might!  Even the dragon scales that acted as his defense started to faintly fall away.

The Dark Dragon's anger flared up instantly.  He believed that this young man who had just entered the wasteland world wasn't qualified to fight him.  He was the lord of the Dark City in the wasteland, and also one of the three major powers.  He felt the need to teach this young man a lesson!

"Roar!"  Suppressing the intense pain throughout his body, the Dark Dragon roared furiously.  He twisted his dragon body, aligning his dragon head with David.  Without hesitation, he opened his mouth, releasing a gust of wind powerful enough to shatter mountains!

This powerful wind condensed the entirety of the Dark Dragon's level eleven strength and was a lethal strike he had developed after reaching level eleven—his ultimate technique, the Dragon's Wrathful Wind!

"Hahaha!  Perish beneath my Dragon's Wrathful Wind!  I'll turn you into a speck of dust in the wasteland world!  Cross me, and you will die!"  The Dark Dragon's Dragon's Wrathful Wind tore through the void, resembling a malevolent wind from the depths of hell, viciously hurtling towards David.  At that moment, even the sky and earth seemed to pale in comparison due to the ferocity of the wind.

Suddenly, a fierce storm followed suit.  The animals in the mountains and forests cried out, sensing the threat to their lives.  The entire valley even began to tremble and seemed on the verge of collapse.  Viola turned, her expression filled with worry, as she looked at the howling wind.

Mandy, after extracting a triangular bayonet from a zombie's body, leaped high in an attempt to shield David.  However, the Dragon's Wrathful Wind was simply too swift, leaving her no time at all.  At this moment, David gazed at the surging Dragon's Wrathful Wind and slightly closed his eyes.

In this moment, everything around David grew quiet.  There was no heavy rain, no violent wind, and even the people around him disappeared one by one.  Only the circular jade pendant he had taken from Danny floated before him.  Emitting a faint light, the light transformed into crimson, filling the space around David with scarlet hues.

And at this moment, David suddenly opened his eyes wide.  His pupils turned as blood-red as the surrounding light, seemingly containing an apocalyptic crimson deep within his eyes.

With a soft laugh, David extended his hand and lightly clenched it in the air.  "Swish!"  A spear, about two meters long, materialized slowly and was held in his grip.  The spear was entirely red, as if it had been formed from countless droplets of blood.  The spearhead bore peculiar patterns.

David caressed the spearhead, seemingly hearing countless pitiful cries.  As he tightly grasped the spear, the entire wasteland world underwent an anomaly!  A tragic red light shimmered in the sky, akin to the blood of demons from the depths of an abyss.  This light was even more crimson than the light of doomsday, exuding a vicious and ruthless aura.

Opening his eyes, David cast a disdainful smile at the arrogantly triumphant Dark Dragon.  The next second, he swung the spear with both hands, and a ferocious aura expanded outwards.  He thrust the spear towards the oncoming Dragon's Wrathful Wind.

"Ooo!"  At the moment of impact between the spear and the Dragon's Wrathful Wind, the patterns on the spearhead shattered.  Countless souls seemed to be unsealed from their prison, emerging like evil ghost!