Chapter 1875 Clash of the Titans [4]

Chapter 1875 Clash of the Titans [4]

Damien knew that he was going to dominate. The odds were tipped too far in his favor, so there was no chance of the Dark God winning in this stage of their fight.

Still, it was going better than he ever expected.

See, when he knew that he was going to lose, he was quick to accept it. Within no more than fifty moves, they had already switched into this battle. Playing the long game meant moving on when it was necessary. Damien wasn't so prideful as to deny it. However, the Dark God was different. He did not want to admit defeat no matter what kind of situation he was in. He refused to learn from Damien, but he was trying to improve mid-battle and surpass him.

'Hmm...'

As he was now in possession of the battle's momentum, Damien's own thoughts were given time to run wild.

He wondered about the Dark God's attitude. He was someone antagonized by the cosmos for so long, but he hadn't really been interacted with. In fact, when was the last time someone from the True Void actually met the Dark God and saw him as more than an imaginary being?

Dante met him but was still too weak to truly see him. Instead, he faced the form of someone who may as well have been a real God to him.

Damien was the only one to stand equal to the Dark God and dare to view him from that perspective. As such, he felt that what he assumed was different from reality.

He was a terrifying and powerful enemy. That couldn't be understated. In terms of sheer strength, none could compare. However, when it came to he himself as a person, was he really so great?

His ability wasn't enough to make him a ruler. He had a mind capable of plotting millions and billions of years' worth of steps in order to systematically destroy an opposing cosmos, but even that did not give him the qualifications of an Emperor.

The way he treated his people like they were nothing...did he fail to grasp how much the vitality of the people mattered to the life of a cosmos? n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

The Dark God was supposed to be great. He was extremely flawed, but his flaws were meant to be different from this.

Damien had doubts that he couldn't explain. His Nonexistence was meant to intrude on one's mind and dismantle it from the inside. Meanwhile, the chains would attack physically and entrap the enemy until they had no choice left but to die.

He couldn't make it into the Dark God's mind as he was focusing most of his defensive efforts there, but the information he received was more than enough for a preliminary estimate.

To him, it felt like an absolute emptiness. It was hollow, lacking everything except a few certain things. Damien didn't know what they were, but other than those three or four concepts, the Dark God did not value anything.

He was a strange man. That much was certain. For him to be so unknown even at this juncture was unbelievable considering everything he'd done to Damien, his family, and the True Void Universe.

Damien said he didn't want to learn more about this man many times, but that was a lie. He wanted to know what led the Dark God to become the person he was today. Only, he had no interest in sympathizing with that story.

"I see that you're nothing more than that. Didn't your parents teach you not to talk big if you can't back it up?"

The Dark God practically growled in response.

"This means nothing, Damien Void. Do not think that this will change anything."

He refused to give up a single inch. Though he conceded, he justified it in his own way.

"It is pointless to continue with such meaningless battles. Use the power you gained as a Supreme and see the difference between us."

Damien sighed.

"You're quite antisocial, it seems. This mysterious attitude you're trying to push is truly not working for you."

He summoned those two forces.

With Existence in his right hand and Nonexistence in his left, he faced the Dark God proudly.

"I may have less experience, but you have to admit that I'm more talented."

The Dark God summoned his two forces as well. They were in the opposite hands from the forces that Damien controlled, but they would not be confronting their antitheses. Instead, it was just a physical representation of the value the Dark God placed in each concept.

"Talent...it is no longer an important metric. Today, all of your talent will go to waste. Regardless of how you learn, you will never reach my level."

His confidence was not unwarranted. No matter what he'd been through, Damien's experience with controlling Existence and Nonexistence together was limited to no more than a few days. His starting point was too far behind for him to reach the Dark God.

'Or so he thinks.'

In reality, Damien had been preparing for this very moment for a long time. He knew that his starting point was not the best, but...

'...nobody should ever doubt my ability to learn.'