Zeyus emerged from the explosion with scars all over his body; he was not amused, and the man gave him another reason to be angry. He was treating him as if he was an angry child who had his toy taken away. Zeyus turned his attention to Arthur who was relaxing on the pillar behind him. He closed his eyes, finally getting his anger under control. There was no use to be angry, Ares lived how he wanted and he died.A tough pill to swallow. Zeyus knew one thing, to get his revenge he had to think and orchestrate his plans rationally— He knew from the days of his father, Cronus that agitation and irrational thinking lead to flawed judgment. Chuckling to himself, Zeyus closed his eyes and began channeling the magical essence in his body. It was time to show the man before him why he was the king of the gods of Olympus. Arthur witnessed the sudden change in demeanor; the god before him had gotten over his anger, but not entirely Arthur could still see the flaring hatred in the god befor
Every eye in the throne room turned to the door, the owner of the hammer coming through the large oak doors. Unlike every god they had met, this one was not old— he looked like he was in his early 30s spotting long brown hair, prominent sideburns, and green eyes. The incoming man wore black armor made from scales and around his shoulders was a cape made from snakeskin. He stepped into the middle of the room, before him were Arthur's friends, and behind them was the council of Granger. Granger smirked, he got up to his feet. The throne rose with him and he sat down. “Glad you could make it Odinson,” Granger said placing his hand on the armrest of the throne. Odinson nodded, he wanted to help. Ever since he got control of Asgard from the reign of his father Odinson II he had been looking to fight at the behest of the man who helped him. He felt unimaginable zeal when he informed that his assistance was required by the King of all kings, the king of the kings of the gods Granger. T
Odinson gasped for a moment, blood escaping through his mouth. He was in a perilous situation, the man before him had his heart in his hand but amid the peril, Odinson found it funny. He thought he had him checkmate as if he was going to die. Truly amusing. He did not fight his father just to be defeated by a lesser being, not without him giving his very best in the fight. He intentionally allowed the latter to pierce his chest and make his way to his head, he wanted to show him that a God such as him needed no heart to survive. Midas looked at the laughing man, maybe he finally went insane and started laughing when he saw death. He clutched his hand tighter expecting the latter whose heart was in his hand to start flinching and coughing but to his surprise, he did not do as he had anticipated. The psychopathic smirk remained on Odinson's face as he allowed his Qi, the full extent of it to run rampant accessing the Son force— a powerful cosmic power that engulfed the land and Mid
[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] Lily gracefully landed on the ground and two things became clear to her, the ground beneath her was not stable, it was a bit wobbly and it made her feet sink into the ground. The intense heat struck her skin, she was in a desert and a couple of feet away was a woman she had followed when Midas separated everyone. She had long blonde hair and a striking pair of crimson eyes, that looked like rubies from a distance. She wore a dull armor set atop her blue blouse and a sword was strapped to her waist. Arthurian Saber The III looked at the woman before her, Her companion had managed to get rid of them to give their friend a moment with her master. Arthurian knew that Odinson although as powerful as he was, would lose to the man who separated them. She knew every knight was going to lose including her. It was a sense of foreboding she got from the group that made her think this way. It felt like nothing she had ever felt, it was potent and from how their bos
Evangelist stared at her opponent from a distance, she was not fully recovered from fighting Sing and Grandine earlier, though she had to fight for the one she loved, to ensure that he gets to his goals without anything impeding them. The legion of Granger included. She had to give it to the one called Midas, he was precise with his placement of portals. He had placed them in a place she would be able to access a majority of her power including Sing's without hindrances. The battlefield was a swamp, the vegetation blossomed from the presence of both fighters as their Qi was nourishment to the surroundings. Nudt stared at his counterpart, his dark eyes unimpressed by the amount of Qi the woman was radiating, he found it hard to believe that, the woman before him was the one who had defeated Sing, one of Grandine's powerful henchman alongside her child. He found himself intrigued by what happened to Sing because whenever he took a sniff of the atmosphere he got the scent of Sing flo
The battle began between the last two individuals transported away by Midas. They were at a mountain range, the winds were chilling cold as they pillaged the lands like travelers, caressing everything they touched.The weather was humid yet tumultuous at the same time as it caved to the Qi the two fighters had. Standing near the foliage on the mountain peak was a young man standing at 5 foot 7 inches, he wore Israeli clothing consisting of a white blouse shirt, strap-on sandals, and a large coat above. On his waist was a rope that had a small bag connected to it. He was David, the one who had a blessing from the all-father. Also known as the Goliath Slayer. Alucard peered at the man standing before him, he was not that impressive. His body physique was average at best, with no defining muscle structure but there was something about the man that made him take the fight seriously. He could not place his finger on it, but it felt as if he was staring at an even greater being than he
Granger sneered at Arthur, he was a pest on his side. He did not know when to give up and walk away, the latter was always meddling in his ambitions acting as a hindrance to his goals. Ever since he got word of him, he had been wary of Arthur, he organized the summit between rankers in an attempt to kill him but that failed too. Arthur reminded Granger of someone. Granger chuckled remembering that one friend he had back in his timeline. He was like the man before him, obnoxious, he never knew when to stop probing into people's businesses until he got killed. Arthur looked at the chuckling man, he raised an eyebrow wondering if the latter had gone senile. “What is so funny?” Granger hummed upon hearing the question, what was funny? He looked up at the ceiling unable to find the right words. He contemplated his choice of speech before he began to reply.“You remind me of someone, a person I held dear to me,” Granger replied reminiscing of the past. Held dear? Those words held mean
Arthur took a look at the gate opened by Linux, his eyes peered through the gate seeing across the dimensions. He knew he made a grave error in calculations but he had to, to match the power of Linux it was imperative for him to release the seal. He flickered across the battlefield and appeared before Linux, he threw a punch at the latter who blocked his punch. Linux kicked Arthur away from her only for the latter to pounce back and be on the assault once again. She diverted and blocked his attacks retaliating with her own. Each time their attacks met, the land shook and the earth split into two. The winds roared as they rippled across the battlefield and the entirety of the globe.Arthur jumped back distancing himself from Linux, he dodged to the side seeing the horde fire attacks where he was standing. He gritted his teeth and looked around him. The army of legions surrounded him, closing every escape route he had. But Arthur was not intimidated, he could deal with a majority o