BATTLE AGAINST 'GOD'

Ivan looked at the sea of apostles before grunting, his foot sparking as the surrounding materials built a wall in front of them. For only a few seconds it lasted and then was promptly disintegrated by the dozen beams of death.

What he was focused on was Ehit, the bastard god had enough pride that he was unwilling to flee just because his plan was shaking but he seemed shameful enough to try and justify it should it mean living another day.

There was also the factor that even if the fake body was destroyed his soul would just return back to heaven unharmed, not even soul magic would be able to destroy it in time before it ascends.

Which was precisely why Ivan was putting a careful eye on the fake god, because what he didn't know was that Ivan was gifted a certain god-slaying weapon before confronting him.

Thankfully the Liberators all died before they even got to use it, otherwise Ehit's guard would probably be so high he'd just flee directly. As for whether he would even believe such a blade existed, Ivan didn't care.

Though it would be a complete lie to say he had complete faith in the thing. You know… since it was made by a bunch of drunks and all.

But nonetheless it was forged from the emotions of raging rebels using concept magic, if it didn't slay the god it should at least mortally wound him.

The problem was getting close enough to use it, Ivan would likely only have one opportunity to whip it out before the fake god takes notice. With the whole arsenal of weapons Ivan had that Ehit had seen, it'd be suspicious if he pulled out an ordinary looking dagger when in close proximity and not some energy consuming mass weapon of destruction.

With most of the wall being destroyed Ivan leaped forward, breaking what remained and rushing through the rubble to place both his palms on the neck of two apostles each.

As red and blue electricity mixed one apostle's body exploded into steaming blood whilst the other had her entire body contorted in ways that shouldn't be possible.

The steaming blood came into contact with the eye's of a swiftly approaching apostle, who didn't have time to rub it out of her burning eyes before the blood staining her body became ice cold.

And with the wave of Ivan's hand a gust of wind went hurtling her way, shattering the sculpture of her and leaving her in pieces.

In total it took Ivan 7 seconds to take care of 3 of the about 70 apostles. Though Ivan could easily finish them all off with Ars Magna every step he took toward Ehit only made the fake god step back.

It seemed that he knew the maximum range of his ultimate spell was 220 meters, about the length of two football fields.

Though Ehit wasn't a coward, he also wasn't a complete idiot. He had read the mind of his dolls and absolutely wouldn't risk being pulled around in a space that wasn't all too dissimilar from his heaven. In fact Ivan's Ars Magna seemed even more terrifying.

While Ehit could control all of heaven, basically several different dimensions, the control he had never extended to living beings in the realms and neither were the changes he made any more detailed than basically choosing where a world drifted or controlling where a portal took someone.

Ivan on the other hand had a short range but control over lifeforms, he was able to make allies turn on each other. Configuring them into beasts that did their being. Even he could manipulate the space to make himself untouchable.

That mirrored world never once left Ehit's mind, as did the scene of his apostles being torn apart by each other. Disgust marred his face as he stared at the approaching Irregular. At least that was until he realized he couldn't spot the target of his obsession anywhere.

'Where did that damn vampire go…?'

Electricity encased his body as he looked around warily, with it being the only other thing than restoration magic that the body he inhabited was proficient with he pushed it to the max.

The apostles near him backed up a little when facing the lightning of their lord, as standing near him was becoming increasingly dangerous. With the electricity burning their flesh and the sparks obstructing their vision.

Ehit casted an eye toward them before casting a basic restoration spell, with the body he was in he was currently handicapped and even though he usually prioritized his pride right now his life was at stake.

'I can cast a spatial spell but I'd need a few seconds where my hands could do nothing but hold the position of it… And I can't rely on these fools to protect me either with that vampire skulking around.'

His first move would be to deal with Yue. In the middle of combat he wouldn't be able to pull off the ritual especially when he needed the coordination of some apostles but it was the right thing to do now when Ivan was being swarmed with apostles.

That was when a portal opened up right behind him.

*ZAPPPP!!*

Ehit turned around swiftly as a string of blue lighting shot into the hole, hopefully harming whoever sat behind it, which was presumably Yue.

Insead he could only open his eyes in horror as another portal opened behind him at that exact moment where his hands were preoccupied.

*BANG!*

And then that same lighting he just shot went straight for him.

"*cough cough* You little snake. I thought to go easy on you since you're using my body and all but now I guess I'll put those regenerative abilities to the test."

The smell of burnt flesh wafted through the air, Ehit held a solemn look before a green light wrapped his body. At a moderate pace the black singes on his skin dissipated.

*Snap!*

With the snap of his fingers several thunder clouds floated to the ceiling of the room. It didn't take long before they suddenly started shooting down thunder from the sky. Though that was without regard for his apostles.

He had faith they'd be able to survive it with an inch of their life, from there he just planned to heal them back up. The only problem was that Yue might be able to evade it by simply running away through her portals.

Which would be a smart decision on her part as Ehit's control over lightning was ironically at the level of 'god'. A direct confrontation would be suicidal for even her.

And yet at the same time she hoped Ivan wouldn't pull the false god into his realm, it wasn't that she didn't have faith in him but the fact that she wouldn't be able to be there alongside him to watch the fake god die.

If possible she wanted to end it all with her own hands for the suffering the bastard god did to the world and the people she loved.

"Where could she be now…?" Ehit spoke out amusedly as he eyed each of the pillars holding up the room. Sparks at his hands as he readied to destroy each of them just to see her scurry out.

At least that was until a large number of deaths registered in his mind.

"What the—?!" His face was met by a stream of scalding hot water, but half a second before it hit his face he was able to see the figure not too far from it. And near him, the bodies of his apostles.

'He-He used it…!' All his apostles died in a single second, at least that's how he perceived it. But Ehit knew the truth. While he was occupied with Yue the Irregular took the opportunity to use his special move while he wasn't looking.

As a defense mechanism Ehit poured all of his mana into his chest, practically exploding as a stream of lightning pushed everything in front of him back, including Ivan. Simultaneously Restoration Magic restored the fresh hole in his torso.

*DING!*

The sound of swords clanging resounded from behind him as a dozen apostles stood to his back to protect him from hurtling boulders.

As the lighting vanished Ehit spotted the Irregular right in front of him, so with a wave of his hand he withdrew a mystic sword from his pocket storage.

*CLANG!*

The sword was positioned horizontally as two gauntlets came crashing down on it. But the moment Ivan laid his hands on it a powerful force blew him back.

"To think I've been forced to such an extent… fine, you shall be the first mortal in centuries to die by my personal hands. Be sure to savor the moment…"

At that the gravity in the room became several times more dense, the apostles and their damaged gear visibly repaired at a fast rate, his long golden hair turned black as white wings sprouted from his back, and to top it all off, red circuits coursed through his body like veins, stopping at his cheeks after climbing the sides of his neck.

He was using multiple ancient magics at the same time.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

If you want to support me please follow this link! There's a couple new links added~: https://linktr.ee/ardoaleister

Today is another hard working day, on the bright side I managed to get The Forest on sale from steam for $5. It'll be difficult to find time to play it but I'll make it work out somehow. In any case I got to wrap this up right now, I'm in desperate need for a shower. I feel all icky without one.

Thanks for reading, have a great evening, and I'll see you all later~!

If you want to support me and read ahead 10-15 chapters, you can check out my p.a.t.r.e.o.n right here: https://bit.ly/ardoaleister

Discord: https://discord.gg/tQ5TWbYd9t