Chapter 125 Grudge

125 Grudge

Malachi chuckled like an amused old man as he held up his hand. A spark billowed to life, and suddenly a ball of pitch black flame appeared in his palm. "This is something else... Now I got the whole set!" He held up his other hand and produced a spark of black lightning, before summoning a dark tendril of shadow. "Ah... I guess I'm missing water though but black water would be a little gross, no?" He realized. "What... is he talking about?"

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"Black water actually has a fair bit of minerals inside of it and is quite refreshing."

Malachi flew down to the three men below and immediately wrapped his arms around Morgan and Enzo like they were the best of friends. "We're still going to eat after this, right? If I'm honest I think the girls and I got our hopes up a little bit." "Oh, can I come!?" Arias asked excitedly. Malachi smiled warmly like he was just waiting for the golden haired man to respond and he uttered the most chilling words imaginable. "How are you supposed to come with us if you're going to be dead in a few seconds?"

Rumble...BOOOOOOMMM!!!

As soon as Mal finished his threat, an enormous bolt of black lightning blew the entire ceiling apart, and fell down on the unsuspecting cult leader. Morgan and Enzo were both sent reeling from the explosive debris and the loud shockwave produced by the lightning strike. Malachi seemed to be the only one who was relatively fine as he looked down at the two men who were temporarily blinded and deafened on the obliterated floor. The men were groaning and holding their ears in synchronization with each other, all of which Mal found to be slightly amusing. "Sorry guys, probably should have warned you about...Wait why the fuck am I apologizing right now if you can't even hear me?"

"Urgh.."

"Hijo de puta... ¡me arden los ojos!" (Son of a bitch... my eyes are burning!)

"Lo lamento. Se curarán en un segundo, Enzo." (Sorry about that, they'll heal in a second, Enzo.)

"Well, that was really something!"

15:39

The avatar of day snapped his fingers, and suddenly the night's sky was chased away by sunlight.

Even though it was currently 11 p.m, the sky above was as bright as early in the morning. Malachi tried to use his own powers to counter and bring back the night but... it proved to be to no avail. No matter how hard he tried to return some sense of shade into the world it failed all the same. In the back of his mind, Malachi started to wrack his brain for alternatives to the current dilemma. Based on everything he knew from Nyx about Avatars of the gods, he was certain that he wasn't in possession of the abilities needed to defeat Arias, much less wound him. His weaponry would be ineffective, his physical attacks laughable, and his powers were far below the necessary standard. Arias casually tossed Malachi up above his head, while making a finger gun gesture with his hands. "Pew, pew, pew!"

With childlike glee, Arias fired bullets of burning light through nearly every corner of Malachi's body. Even though he couldn't see himself, he knew that he must have been riddled with holes all over. The pain was somehow as unbearable as it was sweet, as it was a reminder that he was still alive.

But if he didn't figure something out soon, he was going to head to the afterlife more quickly than he planned. And as if a light had gone off in his brain, he remembered one weapon that he had yet to use in this fight. 'Shear...!'

Responding to his call, the frightening nightmare appeared in the sky. As Malachi fell from the sky in a free fall, she rushed at the one responsible for putting him into his terrible state. "What a horrible monstrosity you are."

"ENEMYYY!!!"

"Yes, yes, I suppose I am."

Arias remained unbothered as he held out his hand and fired a beam of light as large as a fully grown sequoia tree. The bolt of light obliterated the strange creature to pieces, and Arias resumed his search for Mal.

It wasn't very difficult to find his opponent's broken body lying on top of a car that was parked on the street. He clenched his fist as he began gathering power within himself as he intended to close the curtains on this historic day. "My gentle mother... with this I will absolve you of your- AAAAGGGHHHH!!!"

Arias wasn't sure when or how it happened, but somehow that nightmarish creature from before had reappeared behind him, and pierced his chest with a scythe-like appendage. Normally he shouldn't have felt anything from an attack like that but for some reason he was in excruciating pain. To make matters worse, the place where his illuminous body had been stabbed was darkening, almost as if some kind of corrosive agent had been introduced into his system. 'Mother... you did not mention anything like this!' Arias screamed internally. "Enemy... kill enemy!!!"

I wanna pick my third novel back up but honestly I don’t really know what direction I wanna take it and I’m in desperate need of ideas. AnathaShesha