Divine Mask: I Have Numerous God Clones

The sky above roared with a terrifying growl as the seventh thunderbolt gathered in the swirling dark clouds, crackling with lethal energy.

The entire atmosphere was thick with the weight of the impending strike, far more dangerous than the previous ones. It was as if the heavens themselves were preparing to unleash their wrath upon the earth. Continue your adventure with m|v-l'e m,p| y- r

Lucy and the eight-star Volcanic Dragon stood at the center of the chaos, both bracing for the final blow.

The very ground beneath their feet trembled violently, as though it, too, feared what was coming. Sparks of electricity danced through the air, creating a pressure so intense that even breathing felt like a challenge.

The Volcanic Dragon, its once-mighty form now battered and broken from the earlier strikes, let out a low, desperate growl. Its molten eyes were filled with defiance, but behind that defiance, there was a growing flicker of fear.

"I can't die here!" it roared, its voice trembling, more a plea to the skies than a declaration of strength. But it knew. Somewhere deep within, it knew this was the end.

The massive bolt of thunder finally descended, crashing from the sky with a deafening explosion that tore through the air. Its sheer size dwarfed the previous strikes, the intensity far beyond anything either of them had faced before.

The Volcanic Dragon barely had time to react. It let out one final, agonized roar, its fiery breath flickering and fading as the thunderbolt engulfed it.

Its massive body, built of scales and molten lava, disintegrated on impact, reduced to ash in mere moments. The power of the tribulation was too much, even for a beast of its magnitude.

"No!" the dragon's final cry echoed for a brief instant before being swallowed by the storm, its voice cut short as its presence vanished from the world.

Lucy watched as the creature was obliterated, but she had no time to dwell on its fate. The thunderbolt struck her next, with all its fury focused directly on her.

Her volcanic aura flickered violently as the full force of the lightning tore through her, her entire body trembling under the relentless pressure.

The pain was immediate and overwhelming, unlike anything she had ever experienced. It felt as if her very bones were being shattered, her muscles ripping apart from the inside. Her volcanic power surged in response, struggling to keep her standing.

"I won't die here!" Lucy whispered fiercely, her voice barely audible over the crackling of the storm, but filled with determination. Her face twisted in pain, sweat pouring down her forehead, but her eyes—burning with fierce resolve—never closed.

Her fists clenched as she dug her heels into the trembling ground, refusing to fall, her entire body screaming in protest.

The raw power of the tribulation coursed through her, threatening to tear her apart, but Lucy's will was stronger. She could feel herself slipping, her strength draining fast, but she pushed forward.

"You think this is enough to kill me?" she growled through gritted teeth, her voice shaky but defiant.

The thunder passed, leaving behind an eerie silence that hung heavily in the air, broken only by the distant rumbling of the volcano. The Volcanic Dragon was gone—its very existence erased, leaving nothing but smoldering ash.

Lucy, however, remained standing, though barely. Her body trembled violently, her legs threatening to give way beneath her. Her vision blurred as waves of pain pulsed through her every nerve.

"I... survived," she murmured, her voice hoarse, filled with a mixture of disbelief and triumph.

But her victory was bittersweet. She was gravely injured, her limbs weak, her volcanic aura flickering in and out like a dying flame. Her breaths were ragged, each inhale painful, but still, she refused to collapse. Every fiber of her being burned with pain, yet her spirit remained unbroken.

"It's... not over yet," she whispered, her lips curling into a faint, defiant smirk despite the pain.

Her knees buckled slightly, and her vision darkened at the edges, threatening to pull her into unconsciousness.

But Lucy, her face twisted in pain, gritted her teeth and forced her battered body to obey her will. Her legs trembled, and blood trickled from her lips, but she stood firm, refusing to bow to the storm that raged around her.

"I'm not done yet..." she whispered through clenched teeth, her voice shaking with defiance. Even in her broken state, she refused to let the storm claim her.

As her vision blurred and her strength began to falter, a sudden surge of warmth flooded through her veins. Her eyes fluttered open, wide with surprise, as a vast and powerful energy, hotter than the molten lava around her, flowed into her from the very heart of the volcano.

"What...?" she gasped, her voice filled with awe and disbelief. "Is this..."

The realization hit her, and a fierce grin spread across her face despite the pain. "The reward... for surviving." Her voice was soft but brimming with satisfaction. It was the blessing granted to those who had faced death and overcome it.

Volcanic energy, pure and potent, swirled around her, the molten lava lifting and spiraling into her body like a living force. Her eyes burned with determination as she focused all her remaining will on absorbing the gift.

"I'm not finished!" she growled, her tone now filled with renewed determination. "This... this is my breakthrough!"

Her muscles tensed as the energy surged within her, healing her injuries with every pulse. Her volcanic aura, once flickering weakly, now blazed like a raging inferno, growing stronger with each passing moment. She could feel her power rising, the final barrier cracking beneath the weight of the volcanic energy.

With a flash of fiery light, Lucy's body was engulfed in a radiant glow. She let out a sharp breath, her expression one of pure resolve. The pain was gone, replaced by overwhelming strength. Her aura burned brighter than ever, as if the volcano itself had become a part of her.

"I did it," she said quietly, her voice steady but filled with an unmistakable sense of triumph. "I've broken through."

And as the fiery light faded, Lucy stood tall, her body now radiating with the power of a seven-star cultivator.