Supreme Copy System: From Trash to Invincible-Chapter 30 - : Slaying the Demon

Chapter 30: Slaying the Demon

The abyss stretched endlessly, a world where shadows whispered and the air itself carried the weight of death.

Leon stood still, his golden Qi radiating like a beacon, resisting the oppressive force pressing down on him.

The elder, now a twisted monstrosity, hovered above, his six demonic arms writhing with unnatural energy. His crimson eyes gleamed with malice and confidence.

"In this place," the elder's voice echoed from everywhere, "you have no power. My domain suppresses all mortal Qi."

Leon narrowed his eyes.

He could already feel it.

His golden Qi burned weaker, unable to fully manifest. The air was thick, like moving through quicksand.

If he didn't figure this out fast—

He was dead.

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Breaking the Chains of the Abyss

The elder raised his hand, and the shadows trembled.

From the darkness, dozens of spears materialized, crackling with demonic energy.

"Let's see you survive this," he sneered.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The spears shot forward, each one carrying enough power to pierce through mountains.

Leon moved.

His instincts screamed at him, and he barely twisted his body—

Swoosh!

A spear grazed his shoulder, tearing flesh.

Another brushed past his ribs, sending pain flaring through his body.

Leon's mind raced.

"I can't keep dodging forever."

His Qi was being suppressed, and this wasn't a normal battlefield.

The elder's laughter filled the void.

"See? You're powerless. You're nothing here!"

Leon clenched his fists.

Nothing?

He had heard those words before.

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A Memory of Strength

A memory surfaced—

His master's words from years ago.

"Leon, power doesn't come from the world around you. It comes from within. The laws of reality can be rewritten—"

"—if your will is strong enough."

Leon's eyes widened.

That was it.

This wasn't just a battlefield—this was a domain created by willpower.

The elder had shaped it with his demonic energy.

Then what stopped Leon from overwriting it?

He closed his eyes.

Took a breath.

And pushed back.

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The Golden Dawn Awakens

At first, nothing changed.

The darkness remained, and the elder sneered—

Then—

A golden ripple spread from Leon's body.

The abyss shook.

The elder's eyes widened.

"What?!"

Leon opened his eyes, and this time, they glowed like the sun itself.

"You think you're the only one who can shape reality?"

His golden Qi erupted, burning brighter than ever, despite the suppression.

The darkness around him wavered, cracks appearing in the abyss itself.

The elder growled.

"Impossible! You—"

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Leon vanished.

And reappeared behind him.

The elder's eyes went wide in shock.

BOOM!

Leon's golden fist struck into his spine, shattering the demon's armor-like flesh.

The elder roared in agony, but Leon didn't stop.

With a twist of his wrist—

He unleashed a barrage of golden strikes.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Each punch sent shockwaves rippling through the abyss.

The darkness cracked.

Leon raised his hand—

And summoned his final attack.

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The Final Strike

A golden spear of light formed in his palm, its presence making the entire abyss tremble.

The elder struggled to stand, his body crumbling, his regeneration unable to keep up.

"You... can't...!" he hissed.

Leon threw the spear.

It pierced straight through the elder's chest.

For a moment—

Silence.

Then—

BOOOOOM!

The elder's body exploded, his demon form shattering into thousands of fragments.

The abyss collapsed.

The world shifted back to reality.

Leon landed on solid ground, taking a deep breath.

The battle...

Was over.

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The Aftermath

As the ashes of the elder scattered into the wind, Leon finally let his power fade.

His body ached. His breath was ragged.

But he had won.

The surrounding area, once a battlefield, was now eerily quiet.

Then—

A voice.

"So, you actually did it."

Leon turned to see a figure in the distance, watching with intrigue.

A new enemy?

Or a potential ally?

He exhaled, clenching his fists once more.

This war was far from over.