"AAAAAH—"
Dark Mist roared, clutching his head.
Would you believe he had rammed himself to death?
In truth, even for an existence like Dark Mist, entering Chaos Form was a somewhat dangerous move.
It was true that he had cooperated with the Barian and obtained Barian Power, but the power of "Chaos Form" that came with Barian Power was still quite a novel concept even to him.
So before using Barian Power, Dark Mist had actually hesitated a little. He had no doubt that the power of Chaos could let him ascend to a new level and reach a higher realm, but it came with risks as well.
He might go berserk, lose consciousness, or something even worse might happen. Since Dark Mist had never tried entering Chaos Form before, it was uncontrollable for him too.
Just now, he had found his opponent troublesome enough that he had only decided to use the power of Chaos after making up his mind. It was somewhat like breaking through in the heat of battle, like using the momentum of a fight to achieve a breakthrough.
But who the hell rammed themselves to death against their opponent three seconds after breaking through!?
Dark Mist was ready to cough up blood. He was the mighty Dark Mist, Astral's dark side. After darkening and breaking through, he had not even gotten a chance to show off before ramming himself to death. Didn't that make him look like some weakling?
And that only made him angrier.
No, what the hell was with that camera!?
Dark Mist felt awful all over.
Hadn't you taken over Yuma Tsukumo's Duel? Where was your Utopia? What happened to that promised Utopia-on-Utopia showdown?
Honestly, Dark Mist was not afraid of facing Utopia at all. He even thought he had the advantage.