Chapter 118 - Game On

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"Niniola, what have you done?" Sunday cried out exasperated. 

Close to the lady moments of Niniola madness, at least, according to him, he wanted to run and ditch her completely.

Yes, she had happened to know about the topography of this place so much more than he knew but still, staying around her was like someone willingly walking down the plank.

He could not afford that. That aside, as Niniola had said, he had just hours to the completion of the mission. 

And to do that, he did not need to be caught up in any brawl of some kind. Also, he was considering his current state and power level. Fighting an almost inexhaustible horde of demons from the encroaching darkness and the looming, snarling and growling grotesque shapes that were slowly closely on him would eventually take its toll.

Why did she not consider that before going all rogue like this? 

AnotHer reason why he had to stay away from Niniola whenever he got the chance to do that. For now, he would focus on surviving this horde and getting to Earth.

"Ho... ho..." Ninola chuckled, cracking her knuckles just as the light began to fade off.

It was a visible depiction of the power that they were created with. White light, creation energy of the purest form of Agbara.

And because of that, it was natural to see their hands and legs gleam with white no matter the visibility conditions. 

And also through that, one could determine whether an Irunmole was alive or injured and even dead as the light fluctuated during damages and died out at the time of death. So, it was normal for Sunday and Niniola to gleam in he dark atmospheric conditions of Orun Apaadi. However, with the light show Niniola put up, even with the darkness surrounding them again and her technique deactivated, her hands and legs were brightly shinning so much that it could be seen from several meters away in comparison to the dull gleam from Sunday.

Now that they were closer, the forms of the reins could be made out. Different physiques and grotesque looks, stunted height to beefed up sturdy frames, left and right they growled about.

A couple of them look like crazed humans, worms drilling out of their half flesh, half human skull heads with spores on there bodies and gnats hovering about them. 

Another gang of them looked like little children in black loin cloths, small and nimbly footed as they leapt about like monkeys, having two heads, a scowling face on one and a grotesquely smiling face on the other. And each head kept turning around, the lips of each head chattering in jargons as if they were contesting for who to be in front. The tall ones, orange and red skinned looked like massive sacks of food with their pudgy and roundish forms. They had large lips and an up and down set of sharp pointed teeth protruding from both sides of their lips while having three large fingers on their hands.

Some looked worse, none of them desirable to the head, even those who flew in the air, screaming banshees soaring about in contest with the worm figures who had on their heads, bat wings that flapped every once in a while, giving them a vibe of hovering about in the air.

A few of them had tattered pieces of clothings on. And with each second that passed, the thick darkness that was about that spread so much that one could almost grab it and spread on bread.

"A-ha!" Niniola c.o.c.ked her head and stretched her hands. "It has been long I did this, hmm. I look forward to smashing your faces in, once more." She confidently challenged, beckoning to the demons with her two hands thrust in front of her and her fingers flexing to them, calling them to her.

"Rrrraaaaaghhj!" She screamed, her hands whirling in the air as two spears of light began to solidify into her hands. Her signature move of the Oko Kiliasi, appearing in both hands.

The demons roared too, accepting her challenge and charged for Niniola, their hands weaving spells and folding up into fists for carnage.

"You know what to do, Sunday?" Wherever they are much, that is where a World Bridge is." Niniola screamed out before she got swarmed.

At this sight, Sunday gasped, watching as the light on Niniola's body faded off due to the mass of the demons that were diving on top of each other, burying one another over where she stood.

However, his fears were allayed just as a..

BOOOOOOOMMMM...

A shockwave rang out and the mass of the demons exploded into the air, their bodies hurled everywhere as a result of the impetus of Niniola getting back to her feet, her two hands jerked to the side. To avoid the falling demons, he had to dance about, jumping here and bending over.

"It's been long I did this, Sunday." Ninola calls to him while he hung on the tip of a rock, watching her as she swirled her light spears in the air. "So I am abit rusty. Listen to me, Sunday. Get to wherever the demons come from. Anywhere you see the lot of traffic, that's where we are headed to because at the end of it is a World Bridge."

She leapt up and slammed it into the first Demon and then, whipped a circle to the left where the demons jumped back to evade it just as the first spear exploded the demon she struck into pieces.

"How come there has not been a demon wave yet and these monsters are this huge?" Niniola asked as she spun, ducked, evading couple of balls of black that rippled into miniature shockwaves just above her, the effect of it clearing he demons charging from the back.

"KAAAZAAARRRGHHH!" She yelled as white light exploded from her body, shattering through the close demons about her.

'Bane. Game On!' Sunday muttered from his side.

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