Chapter 307: God of the Skies

Chapter 307: God of the Skies



Rawkshawn looked at his own hand. It was trembling uncontrollably.

"This whole fight has been unsatisfying." He said. "My body is telling me to punch. Punch with all my strength behind the swing."

"Let's make a deal, shall we?" Adam slowly turned to him. "If I manage to give you a satisfying battle, will you spare me?"

"Haha." Rawkshawn laughed. "You never stood a chance from the start, Adam. How could you possibly-"

As he was about to finish, he saw Adam's flesh turn red. It looked like a layer of some kind of protective shell appeared around his skin.

It covered him from everywhere, and the shape of his head changed. The tip of his nose turned into a long beak, and his mouth stretched wide with razor-sharp teeth.

It looked like he was turning into some kind of winged creature!

His arms turned into wings. Instead of the feathers, there were red blades that looked like they could slice through anything.

His back wings disappeared. It looked like they entered his body.

No.

It was as if he was becoming his eight-petaled wings!

...

While the torturous shedding of the mortal shell was going on, Alastor saw that Adam was slightly recovering his consciousness.

For the last twenty minutes, he'd been suffering so much that he couldn't focus on anything.

However, it looked like he was able to react to the things around him.

"By the way, your Innate Ability, I want to know more about it." Alastor said.

"How... do you know... about that?" Adam asked through painful grunts.

"I wasn't born yesterday." Alastor said. "I might help you to learn more about them."

"I've... learned three powers so far." Adam said with a struggle.

"First, Physical Movement Enhancement. It allows me to move faster.

"Second, Illusion Creation-like the name suggested, I can create illusions.

"Third, The Wings of Berserker. I can grow those wings out of my back..."

"The Wings of Berserker..." Alastor murmured. "Angry God of Tantrums, you've received his power."

"Yes..." Adam said with a grunt.

"You've not unleashed its true power yet." Alastor said. "The Wings of Berserker belong to the Godly Beast of the Skies, Berserker. You can transform into that creature."

"You mean... it is a transformation skill?" Adam asked. "How can I... turn into that?"

"With faith," Alastor said. "You must believe."

-

"Kuuuuuui!"

Adam, with its stretched-wide mouth, let out a godly howl towards the skies.

The dark clouds in the sky started to turn red. It was like the whole world was reacting to the current transformation!

He spread his wings wide, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes looked like pools of liquid fire.

The fire spread between his bladed feathers, and soon he looked like a mythical creature straight out of a fairy tale.

Beautiful! Truly beautiful!

-

Somewhere in the New World, inside a small yet cozy home, a little boy lay under a thin blanket, pulling it tight around him to almost shut out the chill.

Beside the bed, with the storybook in hand, his mother read through a story about a certain mythical beast that used to roam these lands.

"Berserker, was its name." The mother said. "The godliest creature of the skies. No one was its match. In the sky, it was the strongest creature of them all!"

"Show the picture, mom!" The little boy begged.

He wrapped them around his hands and started flying back to the surface of the island.

However, while holding on to the chains, the island started tilting to the side.

This was his plan all along!

He planned to flip the island upside down with the help of the chains!

Realizing that, Rawkshawn smiled. The most genuine smile of his life.

"Haaaaaaa!"

With a roar of the Berserker, he tugged on the chains, and the island flipped over.

It was now upside down, and the broken pieces of the ground, the trees, the broken mountains, and everywhere between started falling towards the misty nothingess below.

Rawkshawn as well.

He started falling down, looking towards the island with a gigantic smile.

"Hahahahahaha!"

With his laughter fading to distance, he fell through the mist and disappeared.

Adam landed on the upside down island. It was in a very unstable condition right now.

'Did I do it?' He asked while breathing roughly.

SWOOSH!

A windy shockwave broke through the ground in front of him. It looked like a hurricane, blasting through the island, and even pierced through the red clouds above.

The whole island shattered to the pieces, and there was barely any stable spots to stand on.

Through the windy shockwave, Rawkshawn jumped through with genuine laughter escaping

his mouth.

"Divine Smash!"

At last, he was forced into a position where he had to use all of his strength. It made him

happy.

The trembling and weightless feeling disappeared.

His body was very satisfied and fulfilled. Rawkshawn landed on the destroyed island and looked at Adam with a grin.

"You're the greatest!"

"Monster..." Adam lowered his stance with pools of liquid flame dripping off his eyes.

"The promise is promise!" Rawkshawn turned around with his grin, stretching his muscles to their extreme. "I'll spare you!"

"Huff, huff..." Adam breathed heavily.

As soon as Rawkshawn reached the stairs, they surprisingly turned wider. Wide enough to

allow Rawkshawn to walk on them.

"However!" Rawkshawn lifted his finger up to the skies. "You aren't allowed to leave the same way you came from!"

"Why not?" Adam asked with a frown. 'Is he forcing me to go through other warlords? That is

suicide.'

"My seal has just been undone." Rawkshawn said. "Only one person is able to go through before the seal is fixed once again. Thus, only I can go through!"

"Fuck..." Adam clicked his tongue. "Can you tell your warlord friends to spare me?"

"Hahaha!" Rawkshawn laughed. "Since when did older siblings listen to their inexperienced little brother? Unfortunately, you must do other deals with them. No worries; if you play your

hands properly, maybe you don't need to fight them!"

With that, Rawkshawn walked away.

"Damn..." Adam turned around to look at another staircase that led to the second island of the

world of the mist.

The home of the second warlord, Gabriel.