Chapter 1282 A God Dies, A God Rises III

Chapter 1282 A God Dies, A God Rises III

As Andohr landed before Michael, he effortlessly lifted him by the neck and took a deep breath, savoring the air. "Fresh air, after five thousand years of imprisonment," he remarked with a hint of malice in his voice.

"Who are you?" Michael, struggling for breath, managed to mumble, Andohr laughed menacingly, his grip tightening around Michael's throat. "Your worst nightmare," he sneered. "The God of Time and Space, Andohr."

A flicker of surprise and shock flashed across Michael's eyes as the reality of his adversary's identity sank in.

"Thank you for killing your own brother and ending my imprisonment," Andohr continued, his voice cold and unyielding.

At that moment, Salesi quickly rushed toward Andohr and knelt down before him. Tears welled up in her eyes as she looked up at her father, now free from his long confinement. Alll latest novels at novelhall.com

"Father, you are here," she whispered, her voice filled with a mixture of relief and reverence.But Michael, on the other hand, was shocked. He couldn't comprehend how Andohr had managed to escape the castle that served as his prison—constructed by Michael's former self five thousand years ago. However, the pressure from the space around him suggested that Andohr's presence in the mortal realm, which should have been impossible, was only temporary.

"I have been waiting for this moment my entire life... Every second of the past five thousand years, I imagined killing you in every possible way. You reduced the great Andohr to this pathetic state and caged me like some sort of animal," Andohr roared, before launching a vicious punch straight into Michael's gut. His hand traveled through a small portal, landing the blow directly on Michael's stomach.

Michael coughed up blood as Andohr laughed, reveling in every second of his torment. He felt entirely justified in his actions. After all, Michael had imprisoned him within a castle suspended between realms, barring him from the realm of gods and the mortal realm alike—a humiliating fate for the God of Time and Space, caged like a bird for five millennia.

"Kill him, Father," Salesi said, her eyes fixed on Michael as he struggled under her father's unyielding grip.

Michael, weakened by the battle and wracked with pain from the blow to his gut, gritted his teeth, determined to endure. He knew that even if he could muster the energy to use the arch energy crystals to cast a spell, it would be futile against the God of Time and Space. He braced himself for death, hoping his consciousness would transfer to Project Phoenix, where another body awaited him.

Yet, something suggested to him that Andohr was not intent on killing him swiftly. A vengeance-fueled god like Andohr would view a quick death as mercy, and Michael could see in Andohr's eyes that there was no mercy there for him.

"As much as I want to rip you to shreds, that would be merciful. And a sneaky bastard like you does not deserve such a quick end. But I have something else in mind, something I need to attend to before returning to the realm of gods and reclaiming what was once mine," Andohr said menacingly.

Then, Andohr flung Michael to the ground with such force that the earth beneath him cracked. Before Michael could even process the fall, Andohr was already towering over him, his presence chilling.

"You think you've seen hell?" Andohr hissed, his voice dripping with venom. "I'll show you what real torment feels like."

With a flick of his wrist, Andohr manipulated time and space around them. Suddenly, Michael was reliving the moment of impact over and over, each time feeling the pain afresh as if it were the first. The ground beneath him seemed to pulse with malevolence, each pulse amplifying the agony.

With a deafening roar, Vedora descended, its massive body crushing buildings beneath its bulk. The once vibrant market square became a scene of devastation, with stalls flattened and cobblestones cracked under its massive feet.

"Run for your lives!"

"The city is under attack!"

The beast's every move caused destruction, its tail sweeping through buildings, reducing centuries-old architecture to rubble. Vedora's glowing eyes swept across the chaos it wrought, devoid of soul but filled with an insatiable drive to obliterate everything in its path.

Cries of horror and despair echoed through the city as people fled, tripping over debris and each other in their desperate escape. The city's defenders rallied, launching arrows and spears that merely bounced off Vedora's thick, scaly hide.

"It's unstoppable! Our weapons do nothing!"

"Save the children, get them to safety!"

As Vedora continued its rampage, the once peaceful day was turned into a nightmare, with the sky now blotted by smoke and the cries of the wounded and terrified.

"Now this will happen everywhere... And you will know that your actions led to this exact moment," Andohr said menacingly, showing Michael the destruction of Royal Land. He reveled in the destruction, enjoying every bit of regret and anger within Michael's eyes.

"I am going to kill you, Andohr... I am going to pay back several folds," Michael said, his voice barely audible.

Unknown to Andohr, he had just topped Michael's kill list. And the fact that Andohr was going to leave Michael alive would be the biggest mistake of Andohr's life.

"That's the spirit... but I am taking your mother with me... so you can know I'll be torturing her and it's all your fault..." Andohr said and flicked his wrist, creating a portal around the unconscious Harriet. In a flash, the portal disappeared along with Harriet.

After taking Harriet, Andohr's figure flickered, indicating that his time in the mortal realm was coming to an end and staying any longer would risk his corporeal form. Reluctantly, Andohr prepared to leave. He tossed Michael aside and turned to depart, as Salesi rushed to him like a puppy.

"Father, let me come with you," Salesi pleaded.

"Why not?" Andohr simply shrugged and flicked his wrist before disappearing from the battlefield with Salesi.

"Fuck," Michael mumbled before losing consciousness, aware that when he woke up, the world would be a very different place.