ใ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐: ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ใ
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โฆThe Battlefieldโง
The void burned. Behind them, Xorath and Cleaving still clashed in madness, but now the focus had shifted. Doomsday Meteorite, the colossal falling star given flesh, loomed over Wukong. The Monkey King spun his staff in lazy circles, smirking, but his golden eyes narrowed with rare sharpness.
ใ๐๐ช๐ ๐ค๐ฃ๐ใ
โฆ You picked the wrong monkey to play meteor with.โฆ
ใ๐ฟ๐ค๐ค๐ข๐จ๐๐๐ฎใ
โฆ Big words. Small creature.โฆ
ใ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐.ใ
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โฆThe Opening Strikeโง
Doomsday moved first. A blur of light and stone, his fist collapsed the starscape in front of him. Wukong twirled his staff, blocked, and the impact rippled through a dozen systems. Suns cracked. Planets vaporized.
ใ๐๐ช๐ ๐ค๐ฃ๐ใ
โฆ Hehโฆ not bad. But you forgotโthis staff doesn't miss.โฆ
๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐. His Ruyi Jingu Bang extended, smashing into Doomsday's ribs and launching him across galaxies. The giant cratered through a chain of ten stars before stopping himself with a roar.
ใ๐ฟ๐ค๐ค๐ข๐จ๐๐๐ฎใ
โฆ Finallyโฆ someone who makes me feel alive.โฆ
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โฆThe Thousand Punchesโง
Doomsday blurred forward, both fists a storm. His body became motionlessโbut his fists multiplied, a thousand in a second. They hammered Wukong like meteors falling endlessly, every strike collapsing space into black holes.
ใ๐๐ช๐ ๐ค๐ฃ๐ใ
โฆ Oh great. The world's biggest jackhammer.โฆ
ใ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐.ใ
๐๐๐๐๐๐ spun it like a shield, a golden circle of divine law, intercepting every blow. Sparks of galaxies burst at the clashes. Behind them, ten galaxies unraveled like paper under fireโobliterated by nothing but shockwaves.
ใ๐๐ช๐ ๐ค๐ฃ๐ใ
โฆ If I had a coin for every punch, I'd buy a new Heaven by now.โฆ
ใ๐ฟ๐ค๐ค๐ข๐จ๐๐๐ฎใ
โฆ If you had a grave, I'd bury you in it.โฆ
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โฆThe Cosmic Shatterโง
The battle escalated into sheer insanity.
Wukong vaulted high, staff lengthening to pierce through the void like a god-spear, pinning Doomsday to the core of a burning star. The star itself shattered, detonating in silence, but Doomsday's body endured, glowing molten. He ripped free, fists hammering Wukong into the dust of creation.
ใ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ .ใ
ใ๐๐ช๐ ๐ค๐ฃ๐ใ
โฆ Hit harder, rock-brain! My master scolded worse than this!โฆ
He burst upward, staff spinning, striking Doomsday across the face with enough force to erase a constellation. Stars went dark. The void howled.
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โฆEqual Furyโง
They became monsters. Wukong's laughter filled the stars, each swing of his staff echoing like drums of justice. Doomsday's roars crashed like avalanches, his fists endless, his fury volcanic.
Staff against fists.
Justice against annihilation.
ใ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐.ใ
Ten galaxies were gone. Entire civilizations turned to dust without ever knowing why the sky went black. And yet the two warriors fought harder, uncaring, unmatched.
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โฆThe Standoffโง
At last, both pausedโfloating in the ruins of shattered stars, glaring. Wukong twirled his staff onto his shoulder, grinning despite the blood on his lips.
ใ๐๐ช๐ ๐ค๐ฃ๐ใ
โฆ You're tough. I like tough. But rememberโmy staff isn't just power. It's justice.โฆ
ใ๐ฟ๐ค๐ค๐ข๐จ๐๐๐ฎใ
โฆ And justiceโฆ dies before me.โฆ
Their auras flared, space bending like cloth around them. The next strike promised ruin unlike anything yet seen.
ใ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐โ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐.ใ
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