Having a powerful lord as a father figure, what's wrong with just wanting to draw cards?

Domi calmly put away his bow and arrows, and said in a nonchalant tone:

My name is Death Omen.

After saying that, he ignored the impotent and furious bandit leader, put on his gauntlets, turned around and rushed into the group of bandits by the campfire, unleashing his Doomsday Jump!

As everyone around him fell into a state of fear upon seeing the scarecrow, Domi maintained the Fear Domain and transformed back into his original form, whispering:

"Susanoh!"

In an instant, four deep purple ribs and a pair of arm bones emerged from the void, firmly enveloping Domi.

His ribs can withstand most physical attacks, while his massive arm bones become his means of large-scale attacks, as if they were his own arms!

With a thought, Susanoo's arm bones began to sweep wildly left and right, smashing the stunned thieves away like bulldozers. They fell to the ground like potatoes, likely suffering serious injuries and unable to get up for a while.

Immediately, a series of wails erupted, dust billowed, blood splattered, and golden flashes shimmered amidst the chaos, as if the enormous fist raised high was omnipresent.

He had the entire battlefield under his control.

What was originally a joyful bonfire party turned into a large-scale funeral scene in just a moment, which was like slapping Tusso's face on a chopping board!

This is intolerable! This guy called Death Omen must die here today!

He leaped directly into the battlefield, his robust body like a small truck, kicking up a cloud of dust as he stepped onto the yellow earth. Coupled with the large machete he carried, which was as long as a man, he looked quite imposing.

By this time, Domi had already dealt with most of the petty thieves, and the few who had escaped were hiding behind the tent, not daring to show their faces.

He had already terrified the small fry, and the newly acquired villain points kept flooding the screen. This was the dueling arena he had created for himself by going all out from the start.

Tuso glanced around at the crushed corpses everywhere, and was so angry he almost laughed out loud:

"Good, very good! A death omen, is it? After killing so many of my men, you won't be leaving here alive tonight!"

"We're already locked in a life-or-death struggle, so let's skip the threats."

"You're pretty straightforward, then I won't waste any more words with you! Take this!"

Tuso slung his machete over his shoulder, charged forward, and swung it at Domi's neck.

The machete flew through the air, appearing quite slow from Domi's perspective, and the next moment, Tuso grinned widely:

"Elementary fire magic!"

"Dance of the Flaming Wheels!"

Sparks suddenly appeared around the downward-slashing cleaver, then spread like wildfire in an instant, engulfing the entire blade and scorching the surrounding air.

In a pseudo-vacuum environment, the speed of the machete is effectively increased!

A sudden change in speed, then crashing down on you!

Such is the way they fight.

Domi's pupils dilated rapidly, and he immediately took action:

"Emperor Engine - Activated!"

It's actually just using rapid breathing, but he wanted to look cooler when he did it.

A faint upward gust of air emanated from the corner of his mouth. Instead of retreating, he threw a punch and charged forward!

Tuso laughed even more wildly: "A foolish move!"

Domi, looking completely confident, was fully engaged in battle. The thrill was unforgettable, and even a smile crept onto his face.

Come on! Let's see who has the last laugh!

Just typed out, fresh off the press!

Chapter 62, Section 61: My Name, the Sign of Death

Just as Domi's fist was about to make contact with Tuso's machete, Domi, who had just been shouting that he wanted to fight to the death, suddenly disappeared.

This sudden turn of events and the bewilderment of losing his target left Tuso stunned, unsure of where to aim his broadsword, and he froze for a moment.

On his back, a fleeting golden flash appeared, followed by Domi.

The core sank down, carrying the power of Qi, and a short punch landed on Tuso's kidney!

The energy, along with the force, flowed into Tuso's body, wreaking havoc without restraint. In an instant, it crushed half of Tuso's kidney, and the energy was lost, but the total amount remained the same, and it could be replenished quickly.

"puff!!"

Tuso shuddered and spat out a cloud of blood mist in the air.

"what did you do to me!"

He only felt a punch, not a very strong one, so why did his kidney burst?

The already heavy body, after losing a kidney, was like a body without half a support, making it difficult to even walk.

This was the plan that Domi had devised when he met Tuso: to take advantage of Tuso's lack of knowledge about the existence of the Flying Thunder God, to launch a surprise attack, and then to unleash a fist-sized burst of energy to inflict maximum damage on Tuso.

He originally wanted to have his liver treated, but the liver was located too high up, and he wasn't confident about the outcome, so he opted for the kidney treatment instead.

In terms of results, for someone who already had some kidney deficiency, the kidney-boosting effect was outstanding.

"All's fair in war, isn't it?"

Seeing Domi's mocking mask and hearing these words purely meant to provoke him, Tuso immediately became furious:

"Fine! You want to pull this trick? Let me tell you, no amount of underhanded tactics will work on me!"

"Elementary fire magic!"

"Burning Fury, Tier 1!"

The already volatile magic, when combined with the even more volatile Tuso, resulted in a sum greater than the sum of its parts.

Domi quickly widened the distance, and Tuso roared to the sky, flames erupting from his massive body, like a full-body version of the "Dance of the Flame Wheel." Wherever he went, the area would be burned into a pseudo-vacuum, and his speed would be further enhanced.

A warrior focused on strength who also possesses excessive agility is incredibly powerful; if we exclude Altaïr, he might be the strongest enemy he has ever encountered in his life.

"We must be extremely vigilant."

The Flying Thunder God on the dagger is ready to strike at any moment.

Soon, they clashed again.

Tuso ran, leaving behind a blazing flame with every step.

Domi was wary of the flames on his body, so she could only stay where she was and wait for him to make the first move.

Nathuso then became unrestrained and began to move in a serpentine pattern, circling around Domi and letting the flames spread around him until he had nowhere to retreat.

The fire finally engulfed the two men, their vision a blinding red, the temperature so high that their surroundings were distorted, and the smell of ash was incredibly pungent. At this moment, the camp was like a living hell.

"boom!"

The wood that made up the huge bonfire collapsed with a loud crash in the sea of ​​fire.

This was like a signal, and the two rushed towards each other at the same time!

"Dance of the Flaming Wheels!"

Tuso's flaming machete slashed down relentlessly, like a guillotine, forcing Domi to dodge repeatedly.

Domi used the same trick again, taking advantage of the aftermath of Tuso's slash, he used Flying Thunder God to turn around, wrapped his hand in aura, and punched down!

The giant fist made of bones from Susanoo also slammed into the same spot.

Tuso's body swayed slightly, or rather, he almost fell over.

However, under the protection of the fire magic, Domi did not suffer any real damage; at most, it only caused some impact.

On the other hand, the energy surrounding his fist was slightly reduced... but only slightly, so he still had a fighting chance.

"Hehe...hehehaha! Hahahaha! Death Omen, are you just tickling me? Try harder!"

Beneath the mask, sweat had soaked his hair. The temperature was simply too high, and the intense movements caused by the Emperor Engine were constantly increasing his own heat, which he couldn't dissipate. He felt like his heart was about to melt.

"We can't go on like this..."

"With his kidneys bursting, Tuso's burning rage won't last long, but I can't hold out much longer either, so we have to finish this quickly."

"Drain his magic and strength!"

Domi quickly devised a battle strategy.

"Flying Thunder God!"

He threw the dagger from his hand, its runes flashing, summoning Domi to Tuso's side.

Meanwhile, Tuso was still laughing heartily and had no idea that Domi had teleported.

His absolute speed was his biggest advantage in defeating Tuso!

If one bombardment isn't enough, then do it again and again, until you knock him into the fire you've created.

In the brief moment between taking off and beginning to fall, Domi used Tuso's arm as a fulcrum, leaped up again, and spun 180 degrees, his heel slamming into Tuso's chin with acceleration.

"puff!"

The saliva in his mouth was kicked out by the kick, and Tuso's body leaned backward.

At the same time, Susanoo clasped his hands together, gathered his strength from the side, and swung them over, slamming them into Tuso's chest.

This is not over yet.

With a step back, he used Flying Thunder God Technique again, teleporting to Tuso's front, and Susanoo punched him in the face once more!

Already out of balance, his body was further weakened by the continuous attacks from the front. After several stumbles, he completely lost control of his body and helplessly fell into the sea of ​​fire behind him.

The high temperature of the small flames he created ignited the surrounding tents, creating a sea of ​​fire—a natural fire.

"Oops……"

The Tuso secret passage is in trouble.

Although he is a fire mage, the fire burning on his body is not the same as natural fire. His own fire is equivalent to his own magic power, but natural fire is the purest fire, with real temperature and real flame.

Even if he were consumed by rage, he could still be burned to death in the flames...

History has never lacked such people.