Neraxis' fist slammed toward Drax as he lay on the ground—THUD! But Drax had already vanished, moving faster than the eye could follow.
Neraxis murmured, his voice edged with surprise, "He's already gone…"
From behind, BOOM! Drax slammed the forbidden stick into Neraxis' neck. Pain exploded from the inside, blood spraying.
Neraxis coughed violently, eyes narrowing. "No… this stick… it's wearing me down. So it's that forbidden stick…"
He stumbled back, barely evading another strike. Mirror fragments erupted from Drax's body, slashing and detonating around them—BOOM! BOOM! The air crackled with energy as shards tore through the surroundings.
Drax bled from his chest and nose, yet a manic laughter tore from his throat. "Hahaha! Hahaha!"
Neraxis barely sidestepped, his immense speed keeping him alive. "Insane… he's actually insane," he muttered, regaining his stance. Then, with deadly precision, he unleashed Yellow Dash—compressing his vital force into a fist and striking with brutal timing. THUD! ZNNGH!
Drax staggered back, eyes wide, but the laughter didn't stop. Blood dribbled from his lips, heartbeat slowing, yet the fire in his eyes burned brighter than ever.
Neraxis grinned, his aura flaring crimson. "Just a few more hits… and he's finished. I don't even want to waste my Supreme Expansion on him."
From above, Drax lunged again. Mirror fragments burst from his body, slashing toward Neraxis and detonating violently. Pain ripped through him, slowing his movement—but Drax only gritted his teeth, laughing through the agony.
"You… really are the King of Evil… Neraxis," Drax hissed, his resolve unbroken, eyes blazing with defiance.