Superman's End Manual

A magnetic, metallic sound emanated from behind Ke Yinzhi's V-shaped mask.

He paused, then asked teasingly, knowing the answer already, "By the way, why do you seem so worried about it? What is it to you?"

"I……"

Black Wukong hesitated, his right hand slightly clenching the golden cudgel.

“Alright, let’s subdue it and then hand it over to you,” the Black Judge said. “Let’s get this over with quickly, otherwise, given the injuries of my two friends, they might die on the way to the hospital.”

Hei Wukong took a deep breath, feeling as if her thoughts had been read. She had been worried that the Black Judge might show no mercy and cut Ke Yongzhu into pieces, just like those ninjas. Hearing him say that, she felt much more at ease.

But it's strange, given Black Judge's personality, would he really entrust a dragon to her to solve? Is this a trap?

Or is he simply too worried about his friend to deal with it?

She shook her head, clearing her mind of all distractions. She thought to herself that this was not the time to think about such things; she had to stop Yongzhu first. So she slowly raised her golden eyes and stared at the dragon.

"Well, let's do it quickly."

As soon as he finished speaking, Black Wukong rode his somersault cloud, transforming into a blur of shadows and charging towards the giant dragon. His golden cudgel struck its horns, but was pushed back several meters by a brute force.

The golden hoops on both sides of the staff hummed, and the somersault cloud beneath his feet surged like a churning sea.

The dragon lowered its face, its lungs expanding like a toad's.

Then it opened its bloody maw and roared as it spewed out a burst of flames, like a giant crimson hand chasing after Black Wukong's figure, trying to capture her in its palm.

Black Wukong held the Golden Cudgel upright behind him, stabilizing his position on the Somersault Cloud. At the same time, he raised his left hand forward, and Samadhi True Fire roared out from his palm to resist the dragon's flames.

The two were evenly matched, and even the Samadhi True Fire was slightly at a disadvantage. Black Wukong had no choice but to slightly lower his body and activate his Somersault Cloud in advance to retreat.

The next moment, the Black Judge raised his right hand.

A dark gash appeared on the dragon's neck, and black blood flowed from the wound, splashing onto the ground like ink.

The Black Judge lowered his right hand, and a giant hammer formed of dark matter slammed the dragon into the ground, creating a crater.

But the next moment, the dragon roared and raised its head, slamming its claws on the ground, causing the ground in front of it to crack open layer by layer as if a volcano was about to erupt.

Immediately afterwards, dazzling pillars of flame erupted from countless fine cracks, heading straight for the Black Judge's figure. The cracks spread at an astonishing speed, almost covering an area of ​​thirty meters in radius.

"She's quite grumpy when she wakes up."

The Black Judge retreated while making sarcastic remarks, instantly dodging ten meters away. At the same time, a dark matter barrier formed beneath his feet, and he was propelled into the sky by the recoil force of the barrier and the pillar of fire.

However, at that very moment, the dragon lowered itself slightly into the crater, its four claws braced against the ground, its leg muscles bulging, like a cat poised to pounce.

Its fighting instincts led it to seize this fleeting opportunity—the mere 0.5 seconds that the Black Judge spent suspended in mid-air.

In the next instant, the sky-covering black wings unfolded in a flash, the wings flapped backward, and the four claws stomped on the ground. The two violent kinetic energies intertwined, propelling it out like a comet.

Its sharp, scythe-like wings whistled through the air, and its heavy, train-like body rumbled with a thunderous breathing sound. To be struck by this dragon at this moment would be no different than being hit by a speeding train.

But the Black Judge had already discerned its intentions from its movements and, anticipating this, raised his right hand, pointing his index finger at the dragon's charging path.

Tiny, dark particles appeared one by one at the fingertips, then gathered together to form a ball of light the size of a soccer ball.

Just as the dragon flapped its wings and pounced, the dark orb of light from the Black Judge's fingertip shot out and made contact with its head when the two were less than ten meters apart.

boom!

Centered on the ball of light, no bigger than a soccer ball, a dark aura expanded exponentially, instantly enveloping the dragon and binding it within.

The Black Judge landed smoothly, raised his right palm, and slightly clenched his five fingers, making a clenching motion.

The next moment, the dark aura exploded, transforming into devastating energy that ravaged the dragon bound within. Black light energy raged through every pore of the dragon's body.

"Roar--!!!"

A deafening roar echoed through the sky.

Black Wukong stared at this scene, cold sweat secretly dripping from his forehead. He thought to himself, "They are really strong. If it were her, she might have already died from this dragon's surprise attack."

How to do?

How can we restore the bamboo shoot to its original state?

Her thoughts were swirling in her mind, but her hands were not idle either. The staff of the Golden Cudgel gradually flared with a layer of Samadhi True Fire, and the chains binding her wrists crackled and sizzled from the heat.

The moment the dragon crashed to the ground, she descended from the somersault cloud, using the momentum from the fall to twist her body in the air to gather strength, and then slammed her golden cudgel, which gleamed with dark gold flames, down.

Bang!

Just as the dragon was struggling to get up, its horns were smashed open by the oncoming golden cudgel, and its already riddled body was further engulfed by Samadhi True Fire.

It extended its blood-stained claws, stopping the golden cudgel from smashing further down on its head.

At the same time, it opened its blood-red mouth and used a powerful suction force to pull the surrounding air into its lungs, along with the Samadhi True Fire within its body.

He then swallowed the true fire into his abdomen, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, and most of his injuries were instantly healed, the cracks with fine blood vessels disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"how come?"

Black Wukong was taken aback, then frowned.

She could have used her golden cudgel to defend against its claws. But as the dragon swallowed the Samadhi True Fire, it instantly returned to its peak state, and the force exerted on its claws was as heavy as a mountain.

Sparks flew as the golden cudgel and claws clashed against each other, and Black Wukong's feet sank deep into the giant pits beneath them. Even wielding the cudgel with both hands was no match for him.

At that very moment, the Black Judge extended his fingertip, and a beam of dark light, as thick as a finger, instantly pierced through the dragon's right claw.

This allowed Black Wukong to catch her breath. She quickly used her golden cudgel to shake off the opponent's claws, and then stepped on the somersault cloud that swept down from above, retreating to Black Judge's side.

"Haven't you figured it out yet?" the Black Judge said calmly. "Fire has no effect on it, so don't make things worse."

"I know."

The next instant, just as the dragon was about to rise from the deep pit beneath its feet, a dark, magical beam of light suddenly crashed down from above. Its rapidly regenerating horns shattered.

It roared and raised its head, its eyes filled with resentment as it looked at the uninvited guest.

At this moment, near the fashion billboard on the fifth floor of MixC, a gothic-style girl holding a gray umbrella was floating in the air.

The Black Judge raised an eyebrow and looked up at the magical girl Ash: "What's that?"

“She just happened to be passing by, just like you,” Black Monkey replied.

As she spoke, the somersault cloud beneath her feet shot upwards. She could tell that the Calamity Dragon had shifted its target to the magical girl Ash.

“I’ve observed it, and when its horns are damaged, its regeneration speed slows down by more than half.” The Black Judge stared at the Calamity Dragon. “That’s its weakness. Let’s take care of it now.”

Magical Girl Ash pulled a spellbook from Cinderella's umbrella, lowered her eyes, and quickly flipped through the pages with her slender index finger, picking out three cards.

These three cards are [Mana Supply], [Mana Overdraft], and [Random Flash].

The first card is used to replenish consumed magic power, similar to a Snickers bar; the second card will temporarily deplete one's own magic power source, unleashing even more powerful magic power.

As for the third card, it allows the magical girl to randomly appear at a nearby location.

But the moment she took out the card, the Calamity Dragon pushed off the ground with all four limbs, like a frog leaping on a lotus leaf, and instantly shot upwards dozens of meters.

He closed in, getting right up to the magical girl Ash.

Her pupils contracted slightly, and the magic card she was holding in her fingertips—"Random Flash"—disappeared in an instant.

Instead, she appeared two meters behind the Calamity Dragon, avoiding its attack.

Magical Girl Ash clutched her chest in relief, thinking to herself, "This thing looks so clumsy and big, how come it's so fast? It's even faster than those ninjas!"

However, after crashing into the billboard of MixC, the calamity dragon suddenly twisted its body and kicked off the broken billboard with its four limbs, its body once again flying towards the ashes.

The speed was still so fast that it caught people off guard.

However, at that very moment, the pitch-black somersault cloud shot in, smashing through the body of the magical girl Ash, allowing her to once again avoid the dragon's attack.

The dragon of calamity missed its target and crashed heavily to the ground, shattering the fountain in Lordbir ​​Square. It slowly rose from the ruins, its pupils shimmering with a molten lava-like hue. The fountain water washed away the blood from its body, and a scent somewhere between tobacco and blood spread through the air.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Magical Girl Ash knelt on the Flying Nimbus and was carried by the cloud to Black Goku's side.

Bai Qiuwu frowned, feeling her heart skip a beat. She turned her head and carefully checked Bai Zini's body, then breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that she was alright.

"I offended you with my somersault cloud last time, but I saved your life with it this time. Do we call that even?" After a moment of silence, Black Wukong asked.

"You stinky, stinky, stinky monkey, you're smart to know what's good for you!"

Magical Girl Ash may seem to be stubborn, but her legs have actually gone weak.

She wrinkled her nose, pounded her calves twice, then quickly rose from the somersault cloud, lifted Cinderella up, and landed on the ground, her gray and black skirt swaying.

Before leaving MixC, she had already used the magic mirror to alter the details of her appearance, so she wasn't worried about being seen by others.

"Was she with you?" the Black Judge asked.

“No, we’re not familiar with each other.” Black Wukong shook his head.

“A ghost is this monkey’s friend,” Magical Girl Ash also denied.

As she spoke, she crossed her arms and looked at the Black Judge, "I'm more curious, who is this V-mask man?"

"Can I be considered her friend for the time being?" The Black Judge turned to look at Black Wukong.

"We met once," Black Wukong said casually.

"Ha, someone who hangs out with this monkey is obviously not a good person."

After saying that, Magical Girl Ash looked up at the Calamity Dragon in the distance, frowned and asked, "So, what exactly is this dragon all about?"

"There's no time to explain, Miss Ash," the Black Judge said slowly. "It's good to have another helper. But please stay away and support us with magic cards and ranged attacks."