My Charity System made me too OP-Chapter 239: Becoming the Ruler II

The moment she crossed into the continent, a powerful surge of mana swept toward her—a barrier meant to deter intruders.

"Hmph," she scoffed, raising a single hand.

Dark tendrils coiled around her arm before lashing out in every direction, tearing the invisible forcefield apart as though it were paper. The barrier shattered with a deep, resonating crack, sending shockwaves across the land. Almost instantly, dragon sentries patrolling the skies turned their piercing gazes toward her.

From their colossal wingspans to their obsidian-like scales, these were no mere beasts, but monarchs of the sky—proud and powerful rulers of their domain. Their roars thundered through the heavens, warning her of the foolishness of challenging their might.

Yet, Shubh-Niggurath only chuckled.

Then, she vanished.

Before they could react, she reappeared amidst them, her very presence distorting the air. The dragons recoiled as an oppressive aura of madness seeped into their minds, twisting their thoughts, sowing doubt and confusion.

One dragon—a regal-looking beast of crimson scales—snapped out of the trance first, opening its maw to unleash a devastating firestorm.

Shubh merely raised a hand.

The inferno engulfed her, swallowing her entire figure in a sea of flames. The dragon's eyes gleamed in triumph—until, through the blaze, two glowing red eyes pierced the smoke.

A monstrous tendril shot out from within the fire, wrapping around the dragon's throat. It thrashed and roared, its claws slashing at the appendage, but to no avail.

With a sickening crack, its massive body was hurled toward the earth, cratering into the molten cliffs below.

The remaining dragons hesitated, their instinctual arrogance warring with their primal fear.

"You will submit," Shubh whispered, her voice echoing directly into their minds, driving them to the brink of madness. "Or you will perish."

The dragons trembled.

And in the distance, deep within the Imperial Palace, the Dragon King stirred. His golden eyes flared open as he felt the disturbance in his domain.

"A trespasser…" his voice rumbled like an earthquake.

With a mighty beat of his wings, he took to the skies, his body wreathed in divine flames.

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Shubh soared high above the vast Dragon Continent, her eldritch form weaving through the swirling tempests that marked the edge of Xel'Zirath's domain. The sky here was not like anywhere else—bathed in perpetual golden light, a radiant glow that illuminated the entire continent. It was a testament to the Dragon King's celestial might.

Below her, towering citadels built from obsidian and enchanted gold stretched toward the heavens. Grand temples dedicated to the Draconic Pantheon lay beneath her feet, their priests and warriors gazing up in shock and reverence as an intruder entered their realm.

Then, a voice boomed across the skies.

"WHO DARES TRESPASS INTO MY DOMAIN?"

The very air trembled as the voice carried across the vast expanse of the Dragon Continent.

The sky ignited.

A titanic golden dragon descended from the celestial firmament, his wings vast enough to cast a shadow over an entire city. His very presence distorted space, and his sheer heat melted the clouds around him. His scales gleamed like a living sun, each one radiating an untamed, ancient power that had ruled these lands since the dawn of time.

Xel'Zirath, the Celestial Solar Dragon King, had arrived.

Shubh floated in place, her abyssal form untouched by the searing radiance. She tilted her head, a smirk forming on her lips.

"I'm here to make you submit, oh great and mighty king," she said, her voice dripping with amusement. "Bow before me, or I will break you."

A low growl rumbled from Xel'Zirath's throat, shaking the world itself. His golden eyes, burning like twin stars, narrowed in contempt.

"INSOLENT WRETCH."

With a single beat of his wings, the heavens shattered.

A tidal wave of divine flames surged from his body, hotter than the core of a dying star. The sun itself seemed to dim in comparison as the Dragon King unleashed his fury.

Shubh did not move.

The celestial inferno crashed into her like an apocalyptic storm, consuming the entire sky. The golden fire roared, twisting into a vortex that could reduce even gods to ash. The air itself became a blazing furnace, threatening to incinerate all life on the continent below.

But then—something impossible happened.

The flames twisted. Warped.

They were being devoured.

The golden inferno funneled into the abyssal void around Shubh, vanishing into the unfathomable depths of her existence. The Dragon King's divine fire, the very essence of his celestial might, was being consumed as if it never existed.

Xel'Zirath's eyes widened.

"Interesting," Shubh murmured, stepping forward as if she had not just withstood an attack that could have annihilated entire realms. "But you'll have to do better than that."

The Dragon King snarled.

Xel'Zirath vanished from sight.

A sonic boom tore through the sky as he reappeared before Shubh, moving faster than mortal perception could comprehend. His massive claw, large enough to crush mountains, descended upon her like the hammer of a god.

Shubh grinned.

BOOOOM!

Their clash sundered the sky. A shockwave erupted, splitting the clouds apart and sending tremors through the earth. The Dragon Continent itself quaked beneath the impact.

Shubh caught the celestial claw with a single hand.

Black tendrils lashed out from her body, wrapping around Xel'Zirath's arm, sinking into his golden scales. The Dragon King snarled in pain, twisting his body to free himself. His colossal tail, reinforced by the might of the stars, lashed through the sky, aiming to bisect Shubh.

She dodged effortlessly, vanishing into the void before reappearing above him.

Her clawed hand slammed down upon his head.

CRACK!

Xel'Zirath roared in fury, his form crashing into the mountains below, reducing them to rubble. A massive crater formed beneath him, the land itself unable to withstand the sheer force of their battle.

Yet he was far from defeated.

The Dragon King's true power ignited.

The sky turned white.

The sun itself bent toward Xel'Zirath, feeding him its divine essence. His body expanded, his golden scales burning with the radiance of an unstable star. His wings stretched wider, their edges crackling with cosmic lightning. His aura alone was enough to distort time and space, warping reality itself.

"CEASE TO EXIST!"

His voice carried the weight of an absolute command, his authority as a Celestial Solar Dragon warping the laws of existence. Reality trembled under his decree, threatening to erase Shubh from the fabric of creation itself.

Shubh's smirk widened.

"Cute trick."

Darkness expanded.

A monstrous, eldritch eye opened behind her—an eye that should not exist. An eye that stared beyond reality itself.

And suddenly, Xel'Zirath's absolute command shattered.

These are the powers of beings at the Levels of Tier VIII, a being that can destroy a continent if he wishes.

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