Chapter 913 913: Riley vs. The Raging Yellow God

Chapter 913 913: Riley vs. The Raging Yellow God

The audience of the Grandarena City were in for a treat, they have been ever since Riley entered the tower. And right now, the people of the 51st floor were currently watching a scenery they would really only be able to watch on the higher floors.

Being an audience and Grandarena city actually has a price — anything, really. After all, even gods want to have some sort of order and currency; if not, then everyone in the Domain of the Gods would just do whatever they wanted, when they wanted it. They were not fools, they knew they were surrounded by people who could do the same — they knew enough not to overstep their boundaries; if not, then something drastic would happen.

In Grandarena city, the floors below 50 were considered cheap; some even paid for a thread of their hair. But 50 and above is where things start to get truly expensive. Some gods even offer their most prized possession from back when they were still in their own universe just to get a seat on the topmost floors; most, however, were unwilling to do so, and that is why they just watch whatever they could afford wisely.

And perhaps today was the luckiest day of their life.

At first, they were confused as to why there were only two combatants. Most of them even complained that they paid too much just to witness only two gods trying to push each other out of the platform.

But they were wrong, they were incredibly wrong. There was a reason why these two combatants were the only ones left from the previous floor — what they were witnessing was on par with the 1 vs. 1 matches that were only exclusive to the topmost floors.

But of course, the most excited out of everyone on this floor was the one who had the best seat in the house — Riley Ross.

"Do you truly not wish to talk, Raging Yellow God?" Riley had his hands behind his back, while the raging yellow god was rushing toward him like a bull chucked up in cosmic steroids. If Riley was right, then the force being emitted by this raging yellow god was enough to actually mow down the lands of Theran,Yôur favorite stories at novelhall.com

"You would truly fit Theran. They could have used you to have better farms, maybe their planet wouldn't have been destined to be destroyed because they would just leave the planet voluntarily to avoid your smell."

"Grrakh!" The raging yellow god just let out a roar as he continued to rush toward Riley; agilely maneuvering each time Riley just manages to avoid his attack by a hair's breadth. Well, no — Riley was not actually dodging anything at all, as even the wind blasting from the raging yellow god's body was enough to burn and melt his flesh off just from the sheer scalding force coming from the raging god's body.

Although almost similar in strength, the biology between the raging god and Esme seemed to be completely different. Themarian biology was weird in a way that their body by itself was capable of exerting godly amounts of strength due to the nature of their internal physiology — their organs themselves were the hardest parts of their body, causing the rest to follow suit; their energy, just staying inside them and allowing them to control the energy and exert it outward in the form of energy beams.

The raging god rushing at Riley was different, his internals were not as strong — all of his energy, just exerting outside in the form of a scalding heat that increases with even the slightest move of his muscles as they tightened.

"Could you at least tell me your name, Raging Yellow God?" Riley leaped into the air to dodge the raging god, "I always talk to opponents that seem inte—"

The raging god, however, seemed to have a different approach as he finally stopped moving altogether; calming down as he very slowly stood straight up, completely towering over Riley — not for long, however, as his body started shrinking back to how it was before in the previous floor.

There was still a hint of rage in him, a lot. But his eyes were now much more focused as his breaths caused Riley's hair to sway.

"My name is Yulk."

And finally, the raging god, Yulk, spoke to introduce himself; his arms which were still as thick as Riley's waist, throbbing without pause as they still truly wanted to destroy Riley.

"My name is Riley Ross," Riley bowed his head. But as soon as he did so, Yulk rushed toward him; his shoulders, already threatening to blow his head off.

Riley, however, only smiled as he also rushed to meet Yulk head-on... his bones, however, were crushed as he was easily pushed back by Yulk. But before they could reach the edge of the platform, Riley suddenly ducked down; hitting Yulk's chin with his head, slightly shaking his brain and making him disoriented.

Yulk was about to fall down the platform, but Riley did not allow him to as he slammed his body on him to push him back to the platform. Yulk did not have time to be confused, however, as Riley once again rushed toward him.

Riley started to move differently; his hands were still tied behind his back, but he was weaving and bobbing his head as he made his way to Yulk.

Yulk did not heed this any mind, however, as he once again rushed toward Riley to meet him head-on.

But as soon as he did so, Riley suddenly rolled on the ground, tripping him. And as he started to fall violently, Riley quickly rotated on the floor so that his head would be positioned right on Yulk's throat... violently ramming his head through it.

"Kh..." Yulk could really only groan and let out a quiet shriek as he clasped his caved throat.

"I apologize, Yulk," Riley smiled as he very slowly walked toward the slightly confused Yulk, "But I am curious if all the armless martial arts that Father taught me would be useful against someone like you...

...so, I suppose it's my turn to go on the offensive?"