THE STRONGEST NEXULYTE

The Nightmaw was a creature that was born from darkness and had the ability to bend shadows to form illusions which it uses to trap its prey before attacking them out of nowhere.

"Sadly, you picked the wrong target," Clint scoffed before controlling the wall of darkness in between himself and the enormous mouth of the Nightmaw; the wall turned into a large chain that wrapped around the head of the monster before tossing it to the side.

BAM!

The Nightmaw flew away and disappeared suddenly into space before the sound of it hitting something rang out.

At the same time, the space around Clint suddenly developed cracks before shattering like a broken mirror; the illusion of the Nightmaw had collapsed.

Clint was now able to see where he was properly; it was still the space with shiny jagged rocks, but now, the ground was overflowing with blood, and corpses of different monsters littered the place; each monster looked like their soul had been sucked out of their bodies, and they looked incredibly pale.

A few meters away, the Nightmaw had smashed into a column of corals and had broken them. It let out an inaudible strange sound that seemed like a roar before stretching its body into the air and gazing down at Clint with its four eyes.

After stretching, it got over fifteen meters tall; it was colossal as it looked down at him, its body kept wriggling like constantly running black worms.

It was frightening.

Clint's expression became serious as well. Unlike most monsters, the Nightmaw was an intelligent monster and knew how to think.

It was most likely observing Clint after the latter managed to discover that he was inside an illusion and had even pinpointed the exact location that it had attacked from.

Clint wasn't going to underestimate such an opponent, it would be his biggest regret if he didn't go all out.

Taking a deep breath, Clint's eyes burst out with black light that seemed to even flow out from his eyeballs, the darkness around him beginning to squirm restlessly.

Like a volcano, they surged into the air like a wave of black waters had crashed into the surface of a gigantic rock and fell over Clint's figure.

Swallowing him completely and hiding him from view. The four crossed-shaped eyes of the Nightmaw gleamed as it gazed into the wave of darkness, trying to see Clint's figure, but all it could see was the darkness squirming within.

As if having minds of their own, the darkness began to sip into Clint's body before bursting out again.

Clint's face remained calm, but his eyes flickered with a painful glint; it was clear that whatever he was doing caused him pain, but he didn't stop.

This continued for a few more seconds before all the darkness around Clint had disappeared into his body, even his shadow and the shadow of the objects around him were not left.

By now, Clint had taken a new form.

A long flowing cloak made out of darkness, its helms like a constantly flowing black waterfall wrapped around Clint's body.

On his back were two large wings made from darkness also, they moved up and down without making a sound; waves of black smoke gushed out from them with each movement.

In Clint's hand was a long black staff with two red shining gemstones on top.

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This was the true form of his talent, emperor of darkness!

Clint's black eyes moved like mist and gazed at the head of the Nightmaw; his mouth slightly opened, and a sound came out.

"Come and die"

Swoosh!!

Immediately after Clint said those words, his wings flapped once and he suddenly disappeared from the ground.

Like a ghost born from the void, Clint appeared in front of the monster's head almost immediately and struck out with his staff.

Wooosh!!

As if sensing the danger, the Nightmaw suddenly scattered into countless dark particles that flew past Clint. They flew in the air like fish in water and moved to another side of the space before forming the body of the Nightmaw again.

Clint turned around in midair, his eyes landed on the monster and he disappeared again with a flap of his wings.

His speed was astonishing and he left an afterimage at his previous location when he was already in front of the monster.

BOOM!

This time, the Nightmaw was unable to react in time and the staff ruthlessly smashed on its head.

A strong shockwave resulted and launched Clint into the air while the body of the Nightmaw crashed into the ground. Pieces of shining stones were instantly sent flying into the air after the creature crashed into them.

Still not planning to let it go, Clint vanished again and appeared in front of the snake, his staff swinging down.

His head suddenly turned sideways just before his staff could land on the snake, immediately, his wings moved like shields to his side.

A split second after Clint covered his side with his wings, a large drill appeared out of nowhere and crashed into his wing.

BAM!

The force of the drill was unimaginable, and Clint was unable to stop himself from flying away; he flew for a couple of meters and smashed into layers of blood corals and shining stones, destroying everything in his path.

He only came to a stop after slamming into the blood wall and causing the ever-so-sturdy wall to generate ripples.

"Gah!" Clint's mouth opened involuntarily, and a sound escaped his lungs; small drops of blood flew out of his mouth in the process.

Clint was yet to recover from the hit when countless dark particles crashed into him and began to hit him all over his body, pinning him against the blood wall; it was as if he was being hit by high water pressure.

His body screamed in pain, his limbs were finding it difficult to move.

"Ahhh!"

Clint opened his mouth and let out an inhumane scream, his voice almost generating a sound wave.

In response to his scream, the red gemstones on top of his staff blazed; bursting out with a dazzling shine that illuminated the entire place.

As if moths had made contact with the sun, the dark particles crashing into Clint's body immediately burnt into a puff of smoke before disappearing into the air.

The rest of the dark particles immediately retreated, moving away from Clint and letting him fall to the ground. His face was bodies and he was breathing heavily.

A few meters ahead of him, the Nightmaw had formed into its snake form and was currently thrashing around, smashing itself into anything around it.

On its body, a large chunk of dark particles was missing, leaving a huge gaping wound on the monster; that was most likely the place where the dark particles that the gemstones had destroyed used to be.

Forcing himself to stand up, Clint gazed at the creature that had obviously reduced in size after taking damage. He cleaned the blood from the corner of his lips as a small grin formed on his face.

However, at this moment…

Rumble!!!

The ground trembled, blood walls burst out from the ground; the labyrinth was shifting again!