[Tsar Bomba!]
Indeed, this was Drei’s technique. The same one he used in an attempt to suicide and bring down everyone before Anubis intervened. Of course, the current result was at another level altogether… It couldn't even be said to be close to the original.
BOOM!!!
Blinding explosions filled the void of space, of the battlefield consisting of the opposing demigods, as Tiamat watched speechlessly at the blatant scene of destruction. Meanwhile, Anubis, the instigator of said destruction, began to laugh like a mad and deranged lunatic.
“Hahaha! I would have never thought that I would get such an interesting skill from a mere King-rank. Heh… As I thought, reincarnators are really the best of the best.”
The last part of this sentence of his was mumbled in a way that only he could hear them… The existence of reincarnators was a thing few needed to be aware of after all.
Then, waving both of his hands in the air, he materialized two daggers in his palms before using his powers to make them float. Promptly, the daggers began spinning, gaining momentum at breakneck space.
They spun and spun picking up a speed so fast they were nearly invisible to the naked eye, even to the mighty demigods.
When the carnage of multiple explosions finally ended, except for Nihil and the Titan demigods, the other individuals were left in quite the embarrassing state. Parts of their bodies were burned in places and the state of their clothes was better left unsaid.
Such an attack was of course not enough to kill a mighty demigod, much less a bunch of them. Still, the explosion was powerful enough to wipe out all life on the entire continent. It was no joke to take something of this caliber head-on.
Sadly for them, they had no time to rest and recuperate from the aftermath of the devastating blast. Before they could even recover their senses, the two daggers flew at them filled with a deadly and eerie intent.
Demigods were incredibly hard to kill.
It wasn’t just a question of power or destructive force. After living for so long, demigods had many life-saving tools and methods collected as their final cards throughout their long lives. Some could even fake their death or find a way to reincarnate into a new body and state of living.
This was why demigods rarely fought outside of great wars. It simply wasn’t worth it for them to join a battlefield. Who knew if the one you “killed” would suddenly come back to life and give you trouble some time down the line?
Of course, this problem never bothered Anubis— king of demons.
When he killed someone— either they stayed dead for all eternity or became one of his Undead and joined his ever growing army.
There was never a chance for a third option…
Feeling the threat of the hostile daggers, the few demigods separated in all directions in order to avoid getting blatantly hit by them…
At the same time, Surtr who had not even registered the earlier explosion stayed still like a rock as he looked at Tiamat.
He knew very well that currently, he was her target and that Anubis, despite all his jester-like attitude, would not attack him as a sign of respect for her.
As such, rather than wasting time by focusing on the carnage around him, he had been focusing all of his powers on his sword.
The Fire of Destruction. A flame that could erase all life from an entire planet, if not controlled properly, in an instant. A power that was bestowed to him by the goddess Ymir, herself— The herald of destruction…
He was a natural disaster and while he didn’t believe he could completely triumph over Tiamat, he was sure he could bring her down with him if he decided to sacrifice himself.
“I never understood how those goddesses had such loyal followers.”
Tiamat, seemingly understanding the determination of Surtr, shook her head in bemusement and that sense of confusion she always felt. She was also very impressed inwardly. No matter what, loyalty was an admirable trait that was worthy of respect. While she felt no loyalty to her creator, she would not insult those who did.
Everyone needed to place their faith in something or someone— an entity that would serve as their point of worship…
In Tiamat's case though, she was only loyal to herself and those that followed her…
The goddesses, all of them, could go and die for all she cared.
Like this, the fight between the demigods commenced with an all-out bang.
From the get-to-go, the side of Chaos was already somewhat suppressed by Anubis' sole and unsurpassed might…
But it was still within their limits as they could still hold on.
Whenever one demigod was about to receive a mortal blow, Surtr and Nihil would come to help them out of their peril…
Nevertheless, it was sad to see twelve demigods struggle so much against two. But none of them felt any shame about this perilous situation of theirs…
They were too busy fighting to stay alive to bother about something of the likes of shame and dignity.
Some of them even regretted coming to this place after being bewitched by the allure of the treasures they could get from the Dragon Territory.
But it was too late to regret now and all they could do was fight. Fight for their survival so that they could get the hell out of there, at least.
Nihil was tense all throughout the fight as she felt how Anubis was targeting her constantly.
At this rate, it wouldn’t take long before one or two demigods were taken out of commission or simply died, outright…
But they could still hold on. Despairingly so but still hold on.
As long as no other variable appeared.
As long as there was no other abrupt accident.
They could at least escape if all hope was lost in order to stay alive and come back later more prepared.
Sadly… Nihil should have realized it by now.
The more you rely on Fate— the greater the chance that Fate would betray your expectation in the most unexpected and cruelest ways possible.
Using a lapse in their defense, Anubis manifested a scythe, one weapon that was rather useless in combat but was still his favorite one.
The blade of this weapon was one that could bypass all physical defense and directly target the soul.
Anubis hadn’t simply blown up those undead for fun — even if fun was still a great aspect of that action…
<<Switch>>
Anubis could exchange places with his undead legions— even if there was only some small part left of them. This was one of the way he used to travel the universe. Distance did not matter with this skill.
Once he switched, he appeared directly behind one of the demigods that he inwardly named as 'Demigod 12' as it was the weakest one here and the one with the least experience overall…
When Anubis appeared like a god of death with his scythe held high in order to cut his head, the demigod froze in fear.
Of course, this wasn’t simply his fault.
<<Soul Shock>>
A simple skill with little to no lethal power that could only daze people at the demigod level for a short instant.
But, at their level, a short instant was the difference between life and death.
“No!”
While Demigod 12 was dazed, Nihil was not. Bringing out the full power of her dimension in order to transfer him out of the way, she was shocked to realize that all her control over the surrounding space had been overridden.
The result of her incapacity to act was evident for everyone on the battlefield.
No blood splashed as the scythe simply phased through the body of the demigod. But from his diminishing aura, it was clear that he was deader than dead.
Sadly for that demigod, even his death garnered no attention as all the people of the field turned towards the source of this incident… except Anubis who was busy collecting the body of that demigod.
Nihil felt a chill run down her back at the horrifying scene. It was only thanks to her years of experience that she managed to move out of the way fast enough as an attack passed through space.
Though she couldn't get away unscratched.
Nihil's brow furrowed as she appeared next to Surtr and looked at her right sleeve which was now bloody and empty.
Looking back at the place she left, she could see a young man grinning while waving the severed arm at her.
“Hey Nihil. It isn’t fun when someone puts a wrench in your plan, right? Payback is a bitch.”
Mocking words sounded as the crimson world of Nihil was eroded by a world fully dyed in achromatic colors…
<<Dimension Encroachment: Inverse World>>
It was finally time for the greatest variable of the great war to appear on the battlefield of the demigods…
(AN: Playing around with Anubis was fun. The dude is seriously overpowered haha. Now, it’s time for Sol to show the result of all those investments. In Vol 5, Sol could do nothing much in the grand scheme of things. But now, it’s time for him to show the world what he is made of.)
[Tsar Bomba!]
Indeed, this was Drei’s technique. The same one he used in an attempt to suicide and bring down everyone before Anubis intervened. Of course, the current result was at another level altogether… It couldn't even be said to be close to the original.
BOOM!!!
Blinding explosions filled the void of space, of the battlefield consisting of the opposing demigods, as Tiamat watched speechlessly at the blatant scene of destruction. Meanwhile, Anubis, the instigator of said destruction, began to laugh like a mad and deranged lunatic.
“Hahaha! I would have never thought that I would get such an interesting skill from a mere King-rank. Heh… As I thought, reincarnators are really the best of the best.”
The last part of this sentence of his was mumbled in a way that only he could hear them… The existence of reincarnators was a thing few needed to be aware of after all.
Then, waving both of his hands in the air, he materialized two daggers in his palms before using his powers to make them float. Promptly, the daggers began spinning, gaining momentum at breakneck space.
They spun and spun picking up a speed so fast they were nearly invisible to the naked eye, even to the mighty demigods.
When the carnage of multiple explosions finally ended, except for Nihil and the Titan demigods, the other individuals were left in quite the embarrassing state. Parts of their bodies were burned in places and the state of their clothes was better left unsaid.
Such an attack was of course not enough to kill a mighty demigod, much less a bunch of them. Still, the explosion was powerful enough to wipe out all life on the entire continent. It was no joke to take something of this caliber head-on.
Sadly for them, they had no time to rest and recuperate from the aftermath of the devastating blast. Before they could even recover their senses, the two daggers flew at them filled with a deadly and eerie intent.
Demigods were incredibly hard to kill.
It wasn’t just a question of power or destructive force. After living for so long, demigods had many life-saving tools and methods collected as their final cards throughout their long lives. Some could even fake their death or find a way to reincarnate into a new body and state of living.
This was why demigods rarely fought outside of great wars. It simply wasn’t worth it for them to join a battlefield. Who knew if the one you “killed” would suddenly come back to life and give you trouble some time down the line?
Of course, this problem never bothered Anubis— king of demons.
When he killed someone— either they stayed dead for all eternity or became one of his Undead and joined his ever growing army.
There was never a chance for a third option…
Feeling the threat of the hostile daggers, the few demigods separated in all directions in order to avoid getting blatantly hit by them…
At the same time, Surtr who had not even registered the earlier explosion stayed still like a rock as he looked at Tiamat.
He knew very well that currently, he was her target and that Anubis, despite all his jester-like attitude, would not attack him as a sign of respect for her.
As such, rather than wasting time by focusing on the carnage around him, he had been focusing all of his powers on his sword.
The Fire of Destruction. A flame that could erase all life from an entire planet, if not controlled properly, in an instant. A power that was bestowed to him by the goddess Ymir, herself— The herald of destruction…
He was a natural disaster and while he didn’t believe he could completely triumph over Tiamat, he was sure he could bring her down with him if he decided to sacrifice himself.
“I never understood how those goddesses had such loyal followers.”
Tiamat, seemingly understanding the determination of Surtr, shook her head in bemusement and that sense of confusion she always felt. She was also very impressed inwardly. No matter what, loyalty was an admirable trait that was worthy of respect. While she felt no loyalty to her creator, she would not insult those who did.
Everyone needed to place their faith in something or someone— an entity that would serve as their point of worship…
In Tiamat's case though, she was only loyal to herself and those that followed her…
The goddesses, all of them, could go and die for all she cared.
Like this, the fight between the demigods commenced with an all-out bang.
From the get-to-go, the side of Chaos was already somewhat suppressed by Anubis' sole and unsurpassed might…
But it was still within their limits as they could still hold on.
Whenever one demigod was about to receive a mortal blow, Surtr and Nihil would come to help them out of their peril…
Nevertheless, it was sad to see twelve demigods struggle so much against two. But none of them felt any shame about this perilous situation of theirs…
They were too busy fighting to stay alive to bother about something of the likes of shame and dignity.
Some of them even regretted coming to this place after being bewitched by the allure of the treasures they could get from the Dragon Territory.
But it was too late to regret now and all they could do was fight. Fight for their survival so that they could get the hell out of there, at least.
Nihil was tense all throughout the fight as she felt how Anubis was targeting her constantly.
At this rate, it wouldn’t take long before one or two demigods were taken out of commission or simply died, outright…
But they could still hold on. Despairingly so but still hold on.
As long as no other variable appeared.
As long as there was no other abrupt accident.
They could at least escape if all hope was lost in order to stay alive and come back later more prepared.
Sadly… Nihil should have realized it by now.
The more you rely on Fate— the greater the chance that Fate would betray your expectation in the most unexpected and cruelest ways possible.
Using a lapse in their defense, Anubis manifested a scythe, one weapon that was rather useless in combat but was still his favorite one.
The blade of this weapon was one that could bypass all physical defense and directly target the soul.
Anubis hadn’t simply blown up those undead for fun — even if fun was still a great aspect of that action…
<<Switch>>
Anubis could exchange places with his undead legions— even if there was only some small part left of them. This was one of the way he used to travel the universe. Distance did not matter with this skill.
Once he switched, he appeared directly behind one of the demigods that he inwardly named as 'Demigod 12' as it was the weakest one here and the one with the least experience overall…
When Anubis appeared like a god of death with his scythe held high in order to cut his head, the demigod froze in fear.
Of course, this wasn’t simply his fault.
<<Soul Shock>>
A simple skill with little to no lethal power that could only daze people at the demigod level for a short instant.
But, at their level, a short instant was the difference between life and death.
“No!”
While Demigod 12 was dazed, Nihil was not. Bringing out the full power of her dimension in order to transfer him out of the way, she was shocked to realize that all her control over the surrounding space had been overridden.
The result of her incapacity to act was evident for everyone on the battlefield.
No blood splashed as the scythe simply phased through the body of the demigod. But from his diminishing aura, it was clear that he was deader than dead.
Sadly for that demigod, even his death garnered no attention as all the people of the field turned towards the source of this incident… except Anubis who was busy collecting the body of that demigod.
Nihil felt a chill run down her back at the horrifying scene. It was only thanks to her years of experience that she managed to move out of the way fast enough as an attack passed through space.
Though she couldn't get away unscratched.
Nihil's brow furrowed as she appeared next to Surtr and looked at her right sleeve which was now bloody and empty.
Looking back at the place she left, she could see a young man grinning while waving the severed arm at her.
“Hey Nihil. It isn’t fun when someone puts a wrench in your plan, right? Payback is a bitch.”
Mocking words sounded as the crimson world of Nihil was eroded by a world fully dyed in achromatic colors…
<<Dimension Encroachment: Inverse World>>
It was finally time for the greatest variable of the great war to appear on the battlefield of the demigods…
(AN: Playing around with Anubis was fun. The dude is seriously overpowered haha. Now, it’s time for Sol to show the result of all those investments. In Vol 5, Sol could do nothing much in the grand scheme of things. But now, it’s time for him to show the world what he is made of.)
