Chapter 49: /Raging Inferno/
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To describe him as angry would be an understatement. No, he was the very embodiment of wrath.
He was apoleptic.
Every step he took shattered and scorched the ground. The pressure emanating from him completely dominated any weak hollow, causing them to completely freeze up.
He looked like a monster, a disturbing malformed version of his dragon form. 2 meters tall, with a beastlike stature. The dark red tattered cape behind him looked like it was burning yet it wasn't. His armor resembled more of a metallic beast than a suit of armor.
Any foe unfortunate enough to cross him would be almost instantly evaporated by a burst of chaos flame. If they were lucky at least scraps of their armor would remain. The unlucky ones didn't even leave behind ashes.
Like that he reached Sen's Fortress. Annihilating everything in his way. He stepped forward through the gate, stepping on the pressure plate and completely crushing it. Yet that didn't stop the trap from fi
*Phsuu! 3x* *Clink* *Clink* *Clink*
The darts did nothing but harmlessly bounce off his armor. The snakemen who noticed the intruder came rushing toward him with weapons raised. But he only looked at them with scathing indifference. He didn't even view them as enemies, only temporary nuisances.
*Slice!* *Boom!* *thud 2x*
With one wave of his blade, he sent out a wave of flame that bisected both of the lizard men. They didn't even spill blood as both halves were cauterized.
He didn't even bother looking at the corpses as he marched forth. Any snakeman trying to intercept him would meet the same fate.
Even the tens of traps laid in Sen's Fortress didn't slow down his march one bit. The guillotines that were meant to intercept any challenger meant nothing as he ripped them apart with his bare hands. The arrow traps after it were ignored, unable to do anything but annoy him.
He continued until he was met with an outdoor area with a lot of boulders. He went around the chutes where the boulders ran down to kill more snakemen to satisfy his bloodlust when he saw a non-enemy.
When the onion-shaped knight saw the near-demonic knight he spoke.
''Mmm...mmm... Mm! Oh-hoh! Forgive me. I was absorbed in thought. I am Siegmeyer of Catarina. Quite honestly, I have run flat up against a wall. ...Or, a ball, to be precise. ...I'm afraid I'm a bit too plump to be outrunning those things. So, here I sit, in quite a pickle. Weighing my options, so to speak! Hah hah hah hah!
Perhaps I could try some rolling... Bah, no chance. My head would spin. Mmm...''
'/Worthless/.'
Even killing this pathetic excuse of a warrior wouldn't give him any benefit so he promptly ignored it to go up the boulder chute. A boulder rolled down, threatening to crush him but it only irritated the already physical embodiment of wrath.
''/GET OUT OF MY WAY!!!/''
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He completely halted the boulder with his raw strength and dug his hands into it, lifting it above his head and launching it toward the launcher with a gigantic combustion.
'/{Meteor}!!!/'
*BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!*
The boulder launching mechanism was completely demolished. Yet not even bothering to look at the explosion he resumed stomping his way through Sen's Fortress. But when he came across loot he didn't skip it even in his rampage.
But when he encountered that mimic he picked it up and ripped it apart with his bare hands, splattering blood and guts everywhere that got evaporated by a burst of flame.
Nothing could stand in his way, enemies, traps, falls. All were shattered and incinerated. The raging inferno blazed his way through everything. Uncaring of anything like the embodiment of flame. And his skill that allowed all of this.
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< Armageddon Blade lv.1 (Hybrid) >
A blade of pure destructive flame forged to end the world. the apotheosis of pyromancy. And the antithesis of the world.
Yet even as the metal giant stomped on him he didn't falter. In fact, the flame grew angrier. The blue and red aura around coalesced into a purple one.
*Stom-* *Creak*
Blood seeped out of the cracks in his armor and most of his bones were mush yet it didn't hinder him the slightest as he caught the foot of the giant.
"/RARGH/!!!"
And managed to throw the golem off of himself. Managing to break its balance and mount its chest.
*Crunch!*
He stabbed his hand into the golem's chest cavity and ripped out its core.
[VICTORY ACHIEVED!]
<You have slain the {Iron Golem} +40,000 +Core of the Iron golem>
He sent the body of the golem along with its core to his inventory as he stood still, waiting for the parademons.
*Flap* *Flap*
And two skinny, almost malnourished demons with pink skin and no eyes along with membrane bat-like wings descended from the horizon and lifted him by the armpits. Carrying him to the home of the gods.
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The journey was long. Very, very long. Around a few hours long. Although that might not seem that long, the method by which he was taken there made the experience less than pleasant.
...
The city was in sight. Objectively it was incredibly beautiful. Enough to be called the home of gods even. Yet he felt nothing but contempt at the sight.
An illusion.
Just more deception.
Always deception.
'/How pathetic./'
*Plop*
Yet more trickery lure to guide the chosen undead to the path to the first flame.
to continue this false age of flame Gwyn created. Just like Frampt.
The age of flame that took everything from him. This illusion is just another breadcrumb to lead him to continue this filthy false age of flame that only lead to misery.
'/Only more reason to tear it all down./'
'/Enough philosophy, time to get the lordvessel./'
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