Chapter 265 - Disturbance Among The Celestials {5} Duel Inside The Realm Of Chaos

The space between worlds, the emptiness in the multiverse. You might expect this space to be just that, empty. But, it is, unfortunately, the opposite of that. That space is what Amell refers to as the Realm of Chaos. It's filled with chaotic energy that if it should appear in most worlds, it would destroy that world in just a matter of years, and if a more substantial amount of chaotic energy leaked into any world, it might just take days or hours for total annihilation to occur.

This was the realm chosen by Amell for the dual to take place. When the rift opened up and they both walked into the realm, their bodies were assaulted by all the powerful and chaotic energy that existed within. For the majority of people, stepping into this realm would kill you instantly, but these two brushed it off like it was nothing. You could say this realm was deadly for mortals but child's play for Celestial beings like the man who came to challenge Amell.

This realm was the space between everything in existence, and if you world-travelled you would come across this place more than once. Amell's eyes scanned the horrific and brutal environment that now surrounded him on all sides. Inside here you would find nothing but death and despair, yet Amell found this place to be empowering, something in here was giving him power.

"Do you feel it? The calling of our home?" He turned to Amell with a calming attitude.

"What are you talking about?"

"You must have questioned yourself for a long time now. Are you mortal or not? The answer is no, you are not!" His smile turned smug, and he enjoyed having Amell wrapped around his little finger, which Amell could do nothing about. He knew more about the truth of the multiverse and he was stronger than him. Amell was at his mercy, even though it didn't look like it.

"I suppose you have an answer to all my questions?" Amell closed the rift and placed his hands behind his back. "As long as this is not a plot to get out of this fight, go ahead and tell me what I am." For two hundred years, Amell had asked this question and was this the moment when he would get it answered.

"I would not dare to do that. We Celestials have integrity. A promise made is a promise fulfilled." He looked more serious now, which served to emphasis the point that he was serious about it.

"You are what we call half-celestial. You are not mortal, yet you aren't fully Celestial yet. You are in the process of becoming one of us."

"Well, thanks for clearing that up for me. But, it would help if you explained to me what the hell a Celestial is? Are you gods?"

"Some do see us that way, but that is only for the ignorant, which is most of existence."

"We are Celestials, which is nothing more than a fancy word for mortals that have transcended their own mortality."

"Are you claiming that all Celestials are former mortals?"

"That is right! The council chairman was the first one to transcend, countless aeon's ago. Some speculate he is as old as the Celestial realm itself. Though no one really knows." He explained in awe.

"This is quite a lot to take in. I only have one last question."

"Ask away!"

"What is the name of the soon-to-be-dead Celestial standing before me." Amell looked deep into his opponent's eyes with nothing but the pure unadulterated rage inside his own.

"Zamza. Captain of the fourth district of the twenty-fourth Lord City of the Celestial Realm." Zamza performed a proper bow, it showed quite clearly that he was well versed in noble society.

"Zamza, I would not have killed you if you did not hurt my daughter, but since you did, I will be true to my promise and rip you to pieces." A sword-slash travelling close to the speed of light traversed the distance between them. It was Amell that had drawn his sword, but Zamza wasn't like anyone he had ever faced before. He disappeared and a slap on the face sent Amell flying.

"Do not mistake me for a common mortal. You will have to do better than that." He vanished again, and Amell was still flying, he was unable to stop himself. The force he got hit with was something he had never experienced before. Zamza landed another successful punch and the sound of Amell's ribs breaking sounded out.

"Is this all you got? I hope not," Zamza sent out his hair and grabbed onto Amell and dragged him back towards him. "I ask that you please survive this one. It has been a while since I fought someone, and I am very bored." His hand lit up in white energy and he punched Amell once again. But, this time his punch didn't connect as he thought. Amell's body went imaginable at the last possible second and he went straight through Zamza. When he came out on the other side, he delivered a backwards kick that struck Zamza right in the head.

"You broke my rib. Congratulations, for you, are the first one to injure me, and you will be the first one to experience my full power." Amell drew his golden sword, and with it came the release of his entire aura. The vast majority of this part of the Chaos realm started shaking violently.

"Get up!" He spoke apathetically.

"I judged you too quickly!" Zamza pulled out one string of his hair and it transformed into a pale-white plain-looking sword. No more chit chat, they both disappeared and thousands of explosions occurred in seconds, and flashes of gold and white appeared in the centre of these explosions. This was fighting beyond any level Amell had ever been apart of.

"You are not experienced enough!" Zamza said calmly as his pale-white sword cut open Amell's chest once again. "You are so used to playing around with mortals that you simply can not handle opponents on even your own level. Do you not know that carelessness is what kills most Celestials." He delivered a kick and Amell vomited out a handful of blood as he was sent flying. Zamza appeared by him and pierced his chest with his sword.

"Will not work twice!" Zamza said as Amell's body had gone intangible again. Zamza covered his blade in his white energy and proceeded to drive his sword through Amell's stomach sending another flood of blood flowing out of the Half-Celestial.

Zamza kicked Amell's sword away then grabbed him by the throat. "Let me tell you something. When battling Celestials, cheap tricks will only get you so far. Any Celestial worth his salt won't fall for them twice." His grip tightened around Amell's throat. "You should have said goodbye to your daughter before coming here." He pierced Amell's chest, aiming to destroy his heart. But, something blocked his blade before it could reach his heart.

"What?" Zamza looked at Amell's face and saw that he was smiling widely.

"Got ya," Amell grabbed a hold of his hand with all the power he had left in his body. 'VAATU, NOW!' The black spirit came out of his body in his temporary physical body. He wrapped his arms around Zamza.

"Hurry up, Amell. I can only hold him for a few seconds!!" Vaatu was using everything he had only to keep him trapped for a few measly seconds. But, in battles on this level, a millisecond could be the difference between life and death.

"I said I would rip you to pieces. But, let's make it more painful!" Amell raised his hands and summoned two white flames. The most dangerous flames he was capable of conjuring. These flames could destroy anything, maybe even an entire world by just their heat alone. He condensed them into tiny balls of mass destruction.

"It has been an honour!" Zamza said. He could free himself, but it would be pointless because the price he would have to pay would mean Amell could easily kill him once he was free.

"Can't say the same!" Amell pierced Zamza's chest and the two white balls of flame combusted once inside and an explosion occurred similar in heat and power to the sun. Vaatu retreated inside again so he wouldn't die from that explosion, which he would have, and with that, he would greatly wound Amell's soul.

When the explosion died down, only silence remained. Even the chaotic energy always present within this realm had been temporary wiped away from the area by the sun-like explosion caused by Amell's mightiest flame.

'Are you alive?'

'If I wasn't, you wouldn't be alive either, Vaatu."

'Are you gonna be okay?'

'Eventually. It has been so long that I had almost forgotten what it felt like to be hurting physically. It's surprisingly exhilarating.'

'Very interesting. But, what should we do now? This trick we pulled will not work on someone stronger than Zamza.'

'I am aware. My cosmic bending was useless against Zamza. He had another form of energy that was at the same level as mine, and plus his mastery was higher than mine. Whatever we've got ourselves into now, I can't stay the same level as I am now. I believed this to be as strong as I can get, but clearly I have barely scratched the surface of the true ladder of power in this multiverse.'

'We should get back to my homeworld quickly and think about our next step.'

Amell opened a rift in space just as all the chaotic energy returned. 'Indeed, that is a very good idea. I also have something to do. I think I know someone who can answer all my questions." With his body full of wounds, and blood dripping from all over he walked into the rift.

After Amell had disappeared from this realm, two people appeared where he had stood. "Portgas D Amell. lots of potential in that boy. But, currently very weak. Assessment, not a threat." A man in a calming yellow-coloured suit said stoically.

"He's interesting, definitely the most attractive among them all. Maybe I've finally found my King." A little girl that was floating on a pale-yellow pillow said in a childish, sweet voice. There was no malice within it, but the aura of these two made Zamza look like a dust rat.

"Lady Trik. What did we talk about? When you stop looking for love, it is then that it will present itself to you. So, please do not kill this one too quickly, or the chairman will yell at me again." The man said with an almost pleading tone.

"Wipe that attitude away. I promised I would just observe this time around. It's been a few thousand years since last I saw someone that cute, so I'll him live, for now."

"Very good, Lady Trik. We should head back no, or we will be late for afternoon tea." They both disappeared and their aura completely faded away with not one trace of it left.

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