Chapter 591 The Death of Asgard : Part IX

Chapter 591 The Death of Asgard : Part IX

Abaddon hurled Poseidon and Zeus away from the calamity he had imposed on this world.

Not because he wanted to protect them, but because he wouldn't jeopardize their bodies being crushed by the black hole.

Since such a thing would not kill them permanently, these two were going to receive his own undivided attention.

And someone else's.

"ABADDONNNN!!! Who told you to stop my hunt early?!?"

Satan dropped out of the sky like a meteor and smashed both gods into the ground with his hands during his descent.

"And using magic is pussy as well! ...I'll overlook it just this one time though, because it does indeed look cool!" He nodded, pleased with himself for what he considered to be a display of reasonability.

"Insolent roach, how dare you touch me!" Zeus blasted Satan with an electrical blast that contained so much voltage that it could have powered an entire country for a year.

Satan's skin and flesh were practically burned to a crisp on the spot.

Not only that, but his hair had become a rather large and perfect afro that could only have been described by 60's soul brothers as 'Swinging'.

While Satan slowly picked himself up from the ground, his body slowly but surely began to repair itself and the first thing to return to normalcy was his barbaric smile.

"I take back all of my foolish words... You have indeed given me a much better opportunity than before!"

At that moment, Abaddon stepped into the side of Satan's view, and the demon lost his smile almost immediately.

Most would miss it, but just one look at his nephew told him exactly what kind of condition he was in, and what he had done to get there.

"Oh you stupid son of a bitch..."

"That's not very nice, Uncle."

"Do you think I care?! Look at you!"

Abaddon couldn't do anything but shrug and force a smirk onto his face as he continued to stand tall.

"What? Don't think this'll make things a bit more interesting?" He asked as he gestured to himself.

"I have seen quite a few men in my years, but never have I seen one who wanted to die as badly as you." Satan wondered if his nephew's sex life had somehow contributed more brain damage.

"Ha! Perhaps that might've been true once, Uncle, but as I am now the longer I live..."

A huge shadow passed over Abaddon and Satan's faces; almost making them believe that day had turned into night.

The air literally began to vibrate with power as the two deities emerged in their true; divine bodies.

Zeus- a mass of living lightning taller than a mountain that floated on top of a very large cloud to avoid contributing any more to the collapse of Asgard.

Poseidon- a titanic mass of water and earth who seemed like the ideal personification of a titanic wave striking the land.

Seated on top of a hippocamp with a large trident in hand, he was equally, if not more intimidating than his brother.

"The more I realize all I have to live for." Abaddon finished.

"What a lunatic..." Satan shook his head."...I like it!"

""DIE!!!""

Wielding a titanic thunderbolt and an enormous trident, the two gods hurled their weapons down at their much smaller adversaries below.

In an instant, Satan and Abaddon leapt up to avoid the herculean sized attacks.

The two of them decided which opponents they were going to go after without saying a word to confirm their plans.

While Abaddon sprouted his serrated wings and took to the sky, Satan leapt atop Zeus' lightning bolt and began running up it like a staircase.

The thunder god was at a loss when it came to describing his opponent.

None should have even been able to touch him when he was within this form, let alone his weapon.

And yet, here Satan was having his feet nearly burned to bits with every step, but still smiling deliriously all the while.

It was aggravating.

'Feeble insect!' Zeus increased the voltage of his lightning 100-fold and vaporized the body of Satan instantly; leaving only his bones behind.

"A laughable effort!"

As Zeus started to fling away his adversary, something odd occurred.

The skeleton suddenly grew more ethereal red limbs like earlier and held on to Zeus' lightning bolt like an amateur bull-rider.

Even stranger was when it suddenly started talking.

He was eventually slowed down enough that he could no longer escape Poseidon's eyes, and the sea god immediately thrusted his trident towards Abaddon with wrath in his eyes.

"DIE!"

As Abaddon watched the dangerously sharp prongs of the trident come closer to him by the second, he finally realized that he was out of time.

'Now or never...!'

There were several points along Poseidon's body that he'd struck earlier.

Although Poseidon thought that Abaddon was just feeling him out and looking for an opening, in truth he was implanting something like markers.

With a single mental command, Abaddon manipulated the icy shards that he had left along the sea god's body.

The ice bloomed within seconds, and froze several parts of the god's body with ease.

This hampered his movement and the range at which he could attack.

His trident froze just shy of Abaddon's actual body, and the dragon smiled with pride.

Evading the struggling sea god's weapon, he flew directly at his face as he let his body grow to it's natural size.

In an instant, the 150 meter tall god was suddenly dwarfed by a 250 meter dragon.

All eight of Abaddon's heads let out a horrible roar that traveled across the entirety of the crumbling Asgard.

Using his powerful arms, he lifted up the watery god off of his mount and began pulling him into the sky on his powerful wings.

Of course, Poseidon still tried to fight back as his body froze from the inside out.

Since they were now in much closer proximity, it was easier for him to stab Abaddon in the sides with his weapon.

Abaddon ignored the mass blood loss he was experiencing and inflicted some harm of his own; biting down onto whatever section of Poseidon's unnatural body that he could latch onto.

Normally something like this would bear no consequence, but Abaddon had something that was the bane of organic and inorganic adversaries alike.

Venom.

Upon injecting mass amounts of poison into the sea god, the very bonds that held together his liquid body were breaking down; becoming two parts of dissipating hydrogen and one part fleeting oxygen.

Poseidon was literally vanishing right in front of Abaddon's eyes, and he couldn't even begin to form a single coherent thought to stop it.

'T-Thi... this...?'

At his last vengeful act, Abaddon forcedthe large eye within his chest to open.

It hurt so badly that he would later recall it as the dumbest thing he had ever done out of anger, but for now he didn't care.

An unnatural black beam was fired from his chest that not only eviscerated the separated particles that made up Poseidon, but destroyed his soul beyond any eventual repair.

While Abaddon watched his enemy fade into nothingness, he finally let his body relax.

That brief second proved to be his undoing, as his body took that opening as a sign to shut down completely.

His wings would no longer hold him up, as he plummeted from the sky like a lead balloon.

'You know... I cannot say that I haven't done this to myself.' He thought in acceptance.

Suddenly, his blurry vision was obscured by a dark, starry sky.

Only when his body stopped falling did he refocus and realize that his previous assessment was incorrect.

It wasn't the night sky, but a woman so enormous that she could hold him in one hand even in this form.

Her skin was interwoven with the tapestry that was the night's sky, and her eyes were filled with stars.

He stared into her black eyes that were somehow as beautiful as shooting stars and laughed despite the pain in his body.

"I must confess, Nyx... this is the first time I've ever found you to be so beautiful."

Like Yesh, Nyx's lips moved as if she was speaking, but Abaddon could only hear her voice in his head instead of out loud.

'If you think flirting with me is going to get you out of all of the shit that you are in, you are sorely mistaken.'

"I'm not flirting, I just... nevermind..." Abaddon didn't have any strength to argue about silly things.

'...Do you really find me beautiful?'

'Yes, you look nice like this.'

'T-Thank you... You're still-'

'I'm still in trouble, I know, I know.'