Chapter 1878 Clash of the Titans [7]

Chapter 1878 Clash of the Titans [7]

As the worlds merged, everything else was forced to merge as well. There was no longer a plane to hold Damien and the Dark God, and the cosmos knew that there was absolutely no way it could allow their power to exist in its folds.

So, what happened to them?

Damien was expecting himself to appear in a different place, but he didn't know where. When his eyes were greeted with the new environment, however, he recognized it instantly.

'This is...Earth?'

He moved his body and felt a sense of disassociation. Looking down, he noticed that his skin was no longer the same color. It was a far paler white, and his body itself was lanky rather than built.

In the middle of the city, it wasn't hard to find somewhere to see what he looked like. This appearance...

'Jin.'

His first enemy in this life. Why had he appeared as this person?

The city was filled with people as always, but none of them seemed to notice his presence. He was not ethereal, but they all subconsciously walked around him as if his existence was meaningless. It took a moment for Damien to understand the situation, but it wasn't hard to grasp.

'This space is manifested from my memories.'

When reality itself broke, the only safe places to contain two Supremes were their own mindscapes. They were currently in Damien's memory, at the very first moment that he held important.

There was a gate nearby. It seemed that this was just moments before Damien and Elena arrived for the expedition.

'If I'm here, then he must be here too.'

And if he was in a different form, the Dark God had likely also become someone in this world.

'I have to find him.'

Damien looked at the gate.

'No, he's going to find me.'

This world moved along with the flow of his memories. All events would eventually congregate at the gate where his life changed. The Dark God was bound to become someone who went on that expedition, which meant that he was bound to either already be here or arrive soon.

Damien returned to the gate, feeling the state of his current body.

Instead of waiting for the light to die down, Damien flew through it and approached his enemy.

He had an inherent advantage because he knew this environment better. Elena's body was naturally equipped for her infinite combat path at this time, so the way he was exerting his enemy actually caused a lot of strain. He couldn't easily learn the techniques that Elena used, so he could never properly inhabit her body.

Damien, on the other hand, knew how Jin fought. The two of them hadn't met many times before the situation in the dungeon. In fact, they'd never really met at all. Still, Damien could remember each and every instance of their time in the First Dungeon. Jin was not skilled at the time, so it was easy to discern what kind of path he was attempting to follow.

Two daggers appeared in Damien's hands. Since this path was actually somewhat similar to a style he'd explored in the past, he was able to rapidly bring it to life.

His daggers swung out, aimed for Elena's neck. A sword appeared in her hands, which she moved into a parrying position, but Damien was never planning to strike from the front.

He disappeared as the world was enveloped in shadow. The darkness became his playground, and like a spatial practitioner, he moved incessantly around his opponent and attacked from all directions.

The Dark God tried to let loose more and more light to destroy the darkness, but there was nothing he could do when Damien was so determined.

They were no longer Supremes. They were limited in power and ability. In this place, killing the Dark God was child's play.

"Elena" continued to swing her sword. She took advantage of her speed to make distance and continue her attack, but Damien was following right behind her.

He kept the pressure on the Dark God while keeping track of his mana. It was being used at an astronomical rate, but he had no doubt that it was the same for his opponent.

In order to defend against this kind of onslaught, he had no choice but to expend mana as if it were nothing. Continuously, Damien attacked until there was nothing left in either of their tanks.

And, with the last of his mana, he teleported into the Dark God's blindspot.

"Die."

Shing!

Two daggers swung out and a head flew in the air. It did not belong to Elena, but instead to a dark and faceless entity. Damien looked into the sky with a frown.

"This isn't the end."

It was only the beginning. Beyond the borders of this world, he could feel the existence of several more. 'Let's not stay in my memory.'

It was fake, but killing Elena wasn't fun regardless. He would much rather prefer to leave his memory so a similar situation didn't occur. He held his hand out and gripped the air. It turned material in his grasp, and as he clenched his fist, the sky shattered.

Only after being surrounded by blackness for a single moment, Damien found himself in a new city.

A city that existed in a very different plane from the one Damien was familiar with.