Reincarnated with a lucky draw system

Chapter 576

All four were overlord Primordials, each commanding at least three Primordial talents with terrifying mastery.

Abyss opened his massive jaws and unleashed a devastating blast of Abyssal breath.

The dark energy roared forward, destroying everything in its path with unrelenting force.

One warden stepped forward, eyes blazing with focus.

Using his mental strength, he tore open a wormhole that swallowed the attack whole.

Then he connected the other end directly behind the Abyssal Dragon, redirecting the blast to smash into the dragon's back.

The dragon remained completely unhurt.

His impenetrable scales absorbed the impact without a single scratch, the energy dissipating harmlessly against them.

Abyss tried to release another attack, but realized he could not.

His Primordial talents had been sealed by the disruptor.

Yet Abyss was not fully paralyzed. A system reward could not be suppressed so easily just because of a disruptor.

"Roarrr!!!" he bellowed once more, the sound echoing powerfully through the isolated space.

He polymorphed in a fluid surge of energy, shrinking and reshaping until he stood in his human form — tall, imposing, and radiating raw power.

"He can do that?" Aaron asked in sheer surprise, watching from afar as the transformation completed.

After a quick attempt, Aaron discovered that each battle space had been carefully isolated from the others.

He could not bypass the barriers no matter how hard he tried.

That simply meant everyone had to handle their own fights.

And, contrary to what he had feared, none of them were doing badly.

After polymorphing into his human form, Abyss stared at each of the four overlord Primordials quietly, his gaze steady and unyielding.

The four overlords reached out toward him at once.

The first one, controlling time and space, void-stepped forward in a flicker. With his space talent, he tried to sever Abyss's arms cleanly.

"Urgh!"

Abyss stretched out his hands, bypassing the spatial cut entirely and nullifying it with raw force.

He grabbed the Primordial by the neck in an iron grip, fingers tightening as he prepared to snap it.

Then he stopped suddenly, turning his head to look toward Aaron.

Aaron nodded once from across the battlefield.

The silent message passed clearly between them.

Abyss nodded back in understanding.

With cruel precision, he seized the Primordial Warden's legs and pulled them apart ruthlessly, tearing the body in two with a sickening sound.

Then, like a discarded rag, he tossed the broken warden aside.

He did not kill the Primordial. Aaron would need him later.

And then Abyss moved on to the next Warden, his steps deliberate and unhurried.

This one controlled Primordial flames and lightning.

He gripped his spear tightly, its tip crackling with raw power, and fired a devastating attack straight at Abyss.

But Abyss remained perfectly calm, his expression unchanging.

The combined blast of flames and lightning slammed into his scales and simply diffused, scattering harmlessly like sparks against stone.

No harm reached him at all.

That was the special nature of Abyssal creatures — or any being born from the void itself.

Depending on their affinity to the abyss, they gained near-total immunity to most forms of attack.

Abyss, with his exceptionally strong connection, possessed that immunity in full.

The disruptor could only prevent him from using his abilities outward.

It could not touch what worked internally within him. Still, stopping external use of talents was already a crippling blow to most Primordials.

"We can't affect him," one of the Wardens said urgently. "This is a losing fight. We need to leave."

He possessed Primordial divination, allowing him to glimpse possible futures, and he served as their strategist.

His warning carried the weight of certainty.

Following his instructions, the surviving Wardens opened a rift with swift, practiced motions and disappeared into it without hesitation.

The Primordial that Abyss had already severed in two could not escape. He remained behind, broken and helpless on the isolated battlefield.

"They fled," Aaron admitted with a faint, almost amused shake of his head, watching the rift seal shut. "Well, even I would have fled."

He stared at Abyss, the perfect killing machine — with quiet respect.

Aaron had abandoned his own fight long ago, choosing instead to observe the others.

The pressure of the sealed spaces kept him from interfering directly, but the view was more than enough.

"Being lazy can't get any better than this," Aaron muttered to himself, a small smirk tugging at his lips as he turned his attention toward Flameborn.

His elemental dragon was the complete opposite of Abyss.

Flameborn could wield every element with masterful control, and he proved it in the heat of battle.

He faced three Primordial Wardens at once — one of darkness, one of flames, and one of destruction — while receiving steady help from Grey.

The darkness Warden had created a giant black hole, its swirling maw hungry to devour Flameborn whole.

Flameborn simply reacted, releasing a powerful breath of flames that the black hole greedily swallowed until it grew overloaded and exploded in a brilliant burst of energy.

But by then, the flames Warden was already beside him, throwing a heavy blow. His hands burned with intense Primordial fire, breaking space apart as they swung forward.

Before the attack could land, a shield materialized between the arm and Flameborn, tanking the strike with a resonant clang.

The shield then reflected the force back, sending the flames Warden flying backward across the battlefield.

The Warden crashed hard into the sealed barrier, the impact echoing through the isolated space.

The destruction Warden appeared behind Grey, opening his mouth wide and releasing a concentrated destruction ray that screamed toward the child-like figure.

"Your breath stinks," Grey mocked lightly, his voice carrying a playful edge even in the middle of combat.

He transformed instantly into dragon forge, his form shifting into a massive, glowing weapon.

He swung himself with perfect timing, severing the destruction ray cleanly in two. The split energy dissipated harmlessly into the void.

Flameborn, watching the exchange from close range, opened his jaws once more.

He unleashed a blast of lightning at the destruction Warden, striking him from above with a deafening crack that lit up the sealed space.

Grey, now free from the threat, reverted to his human form in a smooth motion.

Without pause, he created a bow and an arrow burning with pure starlight energy.

He drew the string back, the bow humming with power, and released the shot at the flames Warden who was already sneaking up on Flameborn again.

Boom!

The arrow struck with tremendous force, punching a clean hole straight through the Warden's abdomen.

The impact sent him reeling.

Flameborn doubled down on the attack, releasing a breath of darkness ray that blasted the flames Warden even farther, leaving him crumpled and unable to continue the fight.

The numbers shifted to two against two.

"I'll take care of the destruction guy," Grey informed calmly, creating several Excaliburs that floated around him in a deadly ring of light.

"And I will take care of the annoying rat," Flameborn replied, his mouth opening wide as he condensed lightning and flames together into a single, devastating attack.