Lunar Supremacy: The Original Alpha



BOOOOOM!

Razu jumped upward, the ground beneath his feet cracking as he propelled himself skyward. 

He was widely renowned for his immense strength, being considered the strongest supernatural being in terms of raw power. In this moment, he held nothing back, fully unleashing his formidable might upon the threat before him.

SWOOOSH!

As he soared through the air, he bore a striking resemblance to a speeding bullet, generating shock waves in his wake as his body broke through the sound barrier. 

"Take this!" Razu's voice rang out with anger. 

His two right fists clenched with such force that the space around him cracked and distorted. 

"Asura Extinguisher!" he bellowed, releasing his devastating attack. 

BOOOOOOM!

The impact of his attack upon the black arm resonated with a resounding explosion that rippled through the air, shaking the very air.

But it wasn't the end of the onslaught. 

The other Rank SSS supernaturals, spurred on by Razu's boldness, unleashed their own powerful long-range attacks. These attacks soared through the sky, each carrying an indomitable force capable of reshaping the heavens themselves.

BOOOOOOM!

BOOOOOOM!

BOOOOOOM!

The combined impact of these attacks created shockwaves that radiated outwards, painting the sky with turbulent waves of energy. The once serene atmosphere was now a chaotic battlefield where the powers the supernaturals collided. 

Fortunately, a protective barrier enveloped the city, shielding most of Atlantis from the catastrophic effects of the clash. 

The barrier acted as a formidable shield against the titanic forces at play, ensuring that the majority of the city remained unscathed despite the ferocity of the battle that raged just beyond its bounds. 

"Did we take it down ?" Saintess Agness asked, her eyes revealing a hint of fear. 

She couldn't fathom the audacity of someone launching an attack on Atlantis at this very moment. 

The sheer number of Rank SSS combatant present here was sufficient to dominate the entire world, making this decision incredibly perplexing. It could only indicate that the invader had chosen to strike without a trace of apprehension toward them.

But as the dust settled in the air, the enormous black arm remained untouched. It stood as if taunting everyone for their futile attempt. 

"Razu was taken down!" someone's voice cut through the chaos, the announcement sending shockwaves through the assembled members. 

All eyes turned to witness the grim sight: Razu's once powerful form held captive by a figure whose face was concealed behind a mask.

A mixture of astonishment and trepidation settled over the scene, the battle momentarily forgotten as the enigmatic figure and his captive demanded immediate attention. 

The silence that followed was heavy with anxiety, the implications of Razu's defeat rippling through the minds of those who had witnessed his brave war-cry  moments ago.

The masked figure, standing confidently on the massive black arm, held Razu's neck in a vice-like grip, casting a long shadow over them

"That's the Moonlight Sanctuary Leader !" Saintess Agness exclaimed in frustration. 

"I'm sorry for coming late," the masked figure's voice dripped with contempt, sending an unsettling shiver through the air. 

His words were laced with a coldness that seemed to pierce through even the chaos of the ongoing battle. A strong sense of killing intent radiated from his very being, casting a heavy weight upon everyone who bore witness to his presence.

Despite the power that the representatives of the union held, the atmosphere was fraught with tension. 

They were all Rank SSS, some even stronger, but in the face of the masked figure's chilling demeanor, a looming threat of death seemed to hang over them. 

"So you finally show your true colors," Saintess Agnes's words dripped with a mixture of anger and frustration. Her teeth were gritted as she confronted the figure before her, the revelation of the Moonlight Sanctuary's involvement fueling her anger.

The masked figure's presence had shattered the façade of neutrality and revealed the organization's hidden agenda. Agnes's words carried a sense of condemnation , as if the truth had finally come to light, revealing the sinister motives that had been lurking beneath the surface.

"You're the one who wanted us gone so badly, huh?" he shot back, his tone full of scorn. "Acting like we needed to be wiped out and using that whole Fate thing to get people on your side." He added.

"And I'm right to do so! Look at the chaos you cause !" Saintess Agnes retorted with fierce conviction. Her response was infused with anger and accusations , a direct challenge to the masked figure's actions . She stood her ground, resolute in her belief that her actions were justified and right.

Despite the looming threat and the complexity of the situation, she remained confident. 

The absence of action from the other powerful factions—the remaining "big 3" as she referred to them—gave her a measure of assurance that they had enough strength to overcome the masked figure's dominance. 

"You used Fate as a tool to intimidate and rally support against us," the masked figure's words were laced with contempt, his voice echoing the bitterness of manipulation. His question hung in the air, a chilling reminder of the stakes they faced. 

"But what will happen if we eliminate all of you before Fate?" he chuckled.

"We?" Saintess Agnes words echoed, the word laden with realization and trepidation. The realization that the masked figure wasn't alone, that he represented a larger force, was a bad news for them. Their battle had gone beyond a mere clash of powers—it had become a confrontation with an organization that operated behind the scenes. 

As his words reverberated, the environment itself seemed to respond. 

The black hole, having expanded once more, heralded the arrival of an entity that dwarfed even their most powerful beings. 

SWOOOOOSH

A giant green long dragon materialized in the sky, its presence radiating a power that far surpassed the might of Rank SSS.

"A real Dragon!" Zang Lee from the Heavenly Dragon Sect exclaimed, recognizing that what they were witnessing was indeed an authentic dragon – a godlike species that had long vanished from the Earth. 

The situation had reached a new level of complexity, with the masked figure, Giant Black arm, and the emergence of the colossal true dragon weaving a web of challenges that left the representatives of the union having some doubts. 

"Do you plan to launch an all-out war against us?" Saintess Agness's asked. 

The weight of the situation was bearing down on her, the enormity of the challenge they faced becoming overwhelming. The masked figure's threats and the emergence of the colossal dragon painted a bleak picture of the scale of conflict that lay ahead.

The questions that plagued her mind were ones that echoed in the hearts of those present.

How many trump cards did the Moonlight Sanctuary possess? How could an organization wield such power while remaining hidden from the world's notice? The revelation of their capabilities and reach shattered the illusion of control, leaving behind a sense of vulnerability and uncertainty.

"An all-out war? Do you believe this is our full power?" The masked figure's words dripped with contempt, his sneer implying that their current display of strength was merely a fraction of what they were capable of. 

"Let's talk about this," King Aquanos finally interjected, his voice a beacon of reason amidst the escalating turmoil. His confidence in their power was strong, but he bore the weight of a critical concern—the fate of Atlantis itself.

Despite the city's formidable defenses against external threats, the enemy had infiltrated their very midst. 

The worst-case scenario was now a haunting possibility: Atlantis, a city submerged beneath the ocean, could be destroyed by the sheer pressure of the water itself. The consequences of such an event would be catastrophic, spelling the end for his people and their civilization.

He recognized that while some of the supernaturals might have the strength to endure, the survival of their entire population was at stake.

"What's there to talk about ? You're all too afraid of Fate , " The masked man shook his head . 

A solemn expression crossed King Aquanos' face, signaling the gravity of the situation. The resolute stance of the Moonlight Sanctuary indicated their determination to engage in combat. This display of confidence revealed their readiness to confront them head on.

' We have no choice but to follow fate . We have a plan to escape Fate. If you cease the attack now, then we will let you join our plan,' King Aquanos communicated through telepathy to the masked figure. 

In the midst of the chaos and conflict, he recognized the necessity of finding a way to defuse the situation and come to a resolution.

His proposal carried the weight of their desperation, the acknowledgment that unity might be their only chance to navigate the treacherous waters ahead. 

The masked figure's power and the might of the Moonlight Sanctuary had been proven in this display of power, leaving Aquanos with a realization: their adversary possessed abilities that could potentially aid their plan to escape Fate.

The portal alone that the Moonlight Sanctuary had created was of immense magnitude, suggesting an ability that could play a crucial role in their escape. 

The potential synergy between their goals, no matter how unstable the alliance might be, presented a glimmer of hope amidst the chaos. 

The offer to join their plan was an olive branch—a chance to transform adversaries into allies and to forge a path that could lead them away from the brink of destruction.

As the telepathic communication hung in the air, the masked figure's response would hold the key to whether their disparate forces could find a way to collaborate, navigate their shared challenges, and potentially ensure the survival of their people.