Volk’s eyes flicked upward, squinting as the sky above him shimmered with a strange, otherworldly light.

Three suns hung in the heavens, their rays casting an eerie glow across the landscape.

The realization hit his head like a tidal wave: he was still inside the Draconic Graveyard, the dimension that Sung Woo-Ji had controlled.

“HUH?” Volk grunted, his massive radioactive form heaving as his frustration grew.

He had killed the human—hadn’t he?—but still, the domain remained intact.

That meant only one thing: the fight wasn’t over. Something more was coming.

The hair on the back of his neck bristled, and for the first time, unease slithered into Volk’s mind.

Suddenly, the bones scattered around the battlefield began to tremble.

At first, it was barely noticeable, just a faint rattle, like the soft tapping of fingernails against stone. But then the sound grew louder.

A deep, hollow clack echoed through the air, followed by the ominous scraping of bone against bone.

Volk turned, his glowing eyes narrowing as he watched in disbelief.

The bones that had once littered the ground were now moving—dragging themselves together with an unnatural, jerking motion.

Skeletal fragments fused, twisting into monstrous shapes, forming a spine that coiled upward into the air.

The bones gathered in a whirlwind of dust and death, snapping into place with a chilling precision.

The ground trembled as the monstrous form took shape, towering over Volk’s massive frame.

The air grew thick, heavy with a suffocating presence.

It felt as if the very essence of death was seeping into every corner of the domain.

Volk could taste it on the back of his tongue, a cold, metallic tang that sent shivers down his spine.

His heart pounded in his chest as the creature fully formed before him—a dragon of pure bone, its massive wings stretching out like the skeletal remains of a long-dead beast.

Its hollow eye sockets burned with an eerie, otherworldly light, and its jaw hung open, filled with rows of razor-sharp fangs.

CRRRREEEEAAAAK.

The bone dragon’s movements were jagged and unnatural, its spine twisting and cracking as it reared its skull back, preparing to unleash a roar that would shake the heavens.

The air around Volk grew colder, the temperature dropping as an icy wind howled through the battlefield.

ROOOOOAAAAAARRR!

The bone dragon’s roar ripped through the air like a thunderclap, shaking the very foundations of the Draconic Graveyard.

The sound was deafening, a terrifying, primal scream that seemed to come from the depths of the underworld itself.

Volk staggered back, his massive form trembling under the sheer force of the roar.

His radioactive aura flickered, dimming momentarily as the creature’s presence filled the space.

“NOT DEAD?”

Volk muttered, his deep, guttural voice barely audible over the dragon’s roar.

The creature before him was no mere remnant of the graveyard—this was a manifestation of Sung Woo-Ji’s power, a final, desperate retaliation from the Death Monarch himself.

Volk’s eyes narrowed.

This was only the beginning.

The bone dragon lunged forward, its wings flaring wide as it swooped down toward Volk with terrifying speed. Volk braced himself, his enormous muscles bulging as he prepared for impact.

SLAM!

The bone dragon’s tail whipped through the air like a massive club, crashing into Volk’s side and sending him hurtling across the battlefield.

He skidded through the dirt, his massive radioactive form leaving a trail of scorched earth in its wake.

BOOM!

Volk smashed into a pile of bones, the impact sending a cloud of dust and debris into the air.

He grunted, pushing himself up with his massive fists, his glowing eyes burning with fury. “YOU… THINK… VOLK CAN BE STOPPED?!”

With a roar of his own, Volk charged forward, his enormous fists slamming into the air as he swung wildly at the bone dragon.

“SMASSSHHH!” he bellowed, his voice shaking the ground as he launched himself into a series of brutal, relentless attacks. His radioactive aura flared brighter, crackling with deadly energy.

The bone dragon darted to the side, its movements swift and unnatural. It lashed out with its claws, its bone talons scraping against Volk’s skin with a screeching sound.

“DIVIIIDEEE!”

Volk roared, slamming his fist into the air with a shockwave of force. His massive, green hands swung down toward the bone dragon, but the creature moved with a grace that belied its skeletal form, dodging his attacks with ease.

Volk’s frustration grew. His fists swung down again and again, each blow more savage than the last.

“VOOOOOOOLLL!” he bellowed, his voice echoing through the battlefield as he attacked, “SMAAAASSSSHH!!”

But no matter how hard he struck, the bone dragon refused to fall.

Its bones seemed impervious to his blows, and with every strike Volk landed, the dragon retaliated with bone-shaking force.

WHAM!

The dragon’s massive wing slammed into Volk’s chest, sending him flying once more.

He crashed into the ground with a thunderous impact, his radioactive form crackling with energy as he pulled himself to his feet once again.

“GRAAAAAHHH!”

Volk roared, his patience wearing thin. His fists clenched, and a dark, twisted smile spread across his face.

“VOOOOOLLLKK ANGRRRYYY!!!” he bellowed, his voice booming as he unleashed his next attack.

Tiny, glowing spores burst forth from his hands, filling the air around the bone dragon.

The spores swirled in the air, carried by an invisible wind, and as they made contact with the dragon’s skeletal form, Volk’s smile widened.

“PARALYZE!” Volk shouted, swinging his fist toward the dragon. But the spores had no effect. The dragon moved through them with ease, unaffected by the debilitating attack.

“CRUUUUUSSHHH!!!” Volk tried again, slamming his fist into the ground, sending a shockwave of spores into the air. But again, the bone dragon remained unfazed, its hollow eyes burning with a cold, unyielding light.

“SMAAASSHHHH!”

Volk’s attacks grew more frantic, his massive fists pounding the ground as he unleashed spore after spore. But no matter how many attacks he launched, the bone dragon seemed immune to them all.

SLAM!

The bone dragon’s tail whipped through the air once more, slamming into Volk’s chest with bone-crushing force.

Volk let out a roar of pain as he was sent flying back, crashing into the ground with a deafening thud.

His breath came in ragged gasps as he struggled to push himself up.

The bone dragon loomed over him, its skeletal form towering above his own massive body.

The air around them was thick with tension, the feeling of death and danger pressing down on Volk from all sides.

But Volk wasn’t finished.

With a guttural roar, Volk’s body began to change.

His muscles bulged even further, his radioactive aura flaring brighter as his form grew larger and more monstrous.

His skin stretched and cracked, his bones creaking as his body expanded.

“VOOOLK… GROWS… STRONGER!” he bellowed, his voice filled with rage and power. His form doubled in size, his radioactive energy crackling like lightning around him as he prepared for the final showdown.

The bone dragon let out a low, menacing growl, its hollow eyes fixed on Volk as it prepared to strike once more.

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