Transmigrated as a Fat villain: All heroines are after me

Chapter 43: Chapter 43 - Zeph's Last moments

Thud

I slammed into the dragon's massive tooth, pouring every ounce of strength and mana into the blow.

To my dismay, the tooth didn't even budge.

It was as if it were made of some impenetrable material.

Panic and despair welled up within me as I grappled with the realization that I might not escape this predicament.

As the dragon's gaping maw swallowed me whole, it felt as if my body was being consumed by an insatiable abyss.

The heat inside its mouth was unbearable, scorching like molten lava, searing every inch of my being.

A bluish light radiated from its throat, intensifying the searing agony.

Desperation clawed at my mind as I knew I had only one chance.

"Come on, Dammit! "

With trembling hands, I activated the «Zendal», channeling every ounce of my mana into strengthening it.

The pain was excruciating, like a thousand fiery needles piercing my very soul.

" Kughhhhh! "

I gritted my teeth, tears of torment streaming down my face, determined to survive, to seek vengeance against that damned mouse of a God.

"Ughhhh!! "

I summoned every ounce of strength I had left and unleashed a devastating blow, pouring mana into it with such force that it could have flattened an entire mountain.

But to my utter dismay, the dragon's teeth remained unmoved, an impenetrable fortress of an unknown material.

"Arghhh! "

A cacophony of emotions surged through me, a tangled web of suffocation, pain, and a burning desire for revenge.

Each breath felt like a futile struggle, and the excruciating pain coursed through me, my skin burning away under the relentless assault of my own mana.

The stench of burning flesh filled my nostrils, a cruel reminder of my frailty.

"Arghhhhh!!! "

I couldn't bear it any longer. It was my own folly, my reckless pursuit of revenge that had led me to this excruciating end.

Despite my vast reservoir of mana and its rapid regeneration, my human heart couldn't contain the overwhelming surge.

My heart, like me, was weak.

My vision dimmed, the world fading into a hazy abyss.

As my body succumbed to the relentless pain and my skin continued to burn away, a radiant blue light descended upon me.

It was the dragon's ?omega breath?, a force equivalent to a two-megaton nuclear explosion.

At least, I thought, as the world dissolved into blinding blue, I would meet my end in a blaze of power equal to the mightiest forces of nature.

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