On the outside of the two domains created by the god of death and the goddess of life. The god of earth, Charles, was still making his way towards the location of where he felt the aura of death, but ".... What the hell is happening in that place?" He wondered aloud, scratching his head. He was really confused now. It wasn't that long ago that he felt the goddess of flames, Caia's aura, had completely disappeared.
'Did something happen to Caia? Impossible!' He thought. That woman was among the strongest goddesses that exist. He couldn't believe she would actually lose so easily, even though her opponent was the 'God of death' She should still be able to put up a decent fight, not to mention the god of gravity was with her.
How could she lose? He was completely ignoring the existence of 'Alina' It could be said that the god's weakness was their unshakable pride. Charles narrowed his eyes.
He really wanted to see what was happening inside, but for some strange reason, he couldn't perceive what was happening inside the subspace, as if whoever created it was blocking his vision.
'Argh, what the hell happened since I left? I can also sense that woman's presence inside there as well. Did Maverick summon her here? That was only supposed to be a last resort; if he summoned her prematurely, then he must have been backed into a corner.'
Charles heaved a sigh. He knew it would have been difficult to take down the god of death when he came here; he was confident that two gods and a goddess would have been enough.
The only reason why the gods and goddesses didn't come here together was to avoid attention from the heavenly realm. Even though they are called 'Gods' of the lower realm, it was no secret that the existence who are called 'True Gods' Could easily dethrone them at any time.
If they found out that the 'God of death' Was planning a rebellion, then they would wipe them out clean for being 'Incompetent' Though, they probably wouldn't have eliminated the gods who have awakened the divinity, specialising in universal laws, the other gods and goddesses with minor divinities would be erased from existence without question.
Charles was no different; he wasn't a god with universal laws, he was a God who specializes with earth, they could easily erase him. Replacement for other gods with an earth divinity could easily replace him. After all, the divinity of the earth was common among gods.
The god of death, the goddess of life, the God of space, the god of gravity, the God of time, the goddess of light and the god of darkness would be fine since their divinities were necessary for the universe. Awakening universal divinities wasn't easy; at least there hasn't been a single god who has managed to achieve such a feat within the last billions of years.
Killing the god of death was out of the question; if he dies, then no one would be able to control the reincarnation cycle, and the balance that maintains 'Order' Would collapse within the next billions of years. And no one would be able to reincarnate.
And thus, their goal was to seal him away so that way the cycle of life and death would be able to move naturally; killing him was an 'absolute' last resort!
Universal laws were necessary for the universe. Just by obtaining one, you would be highly favoured by the 'True Gods'. This was the reason why gods and goddesses with universal laws are greatly envied by the other gods; it was also the reason why goddesses such as Isis and the goddess of light, Eleanor, are greatly admired by all!
While he was pondering, he finally appeared in the vicinity of the domain. A domain with double layers could be seen measuring 500 meters in diameter; the aura of life and death could be felt emanating from the domain.
"Now that the goddess of life is here, sealing him away will no longer be possible," Charles remembered how obsessed that woman is with her younger brother. Her obsessiveness is so strong that she would literally go against the other gods and goddesses for the sake of Hendrix.
RUMBLE! RUMBLE! RUMBLE!
The ground shook violently for some time as a giant stone golem stood tall, its yellow eyes gleaming dangerously as it observed the domain before it. "Argh!" In its hands, the battered Lincoln could be seen struggling to break free! His vision was hazy, he was bleeding profusely, and he didn't stop struggling to free himself.
Seeing his constant struggles, Charles snorted, "Stop wasting your time. No matter how much you struggle, your efforts won't bear any fruit." Charles said, shrugging.
He made a single gesture with his hands and.... "Ahhh!" The sound of bones breaking echoed out, followed by a piercing scream. Lincoln's golden armour had fallen apart piece by piece.
"The more you struggle, the more painful it will be. I do suggest you give up." Charles said.
".... Why should I stop? As long as I'm still alive, then it means I still have a chance... cough, as long as that slim 'hope' exists, then I will continue to struggle." Lincoln said as he coughed out a mouthful of blood, struggling to survive the natural rule of the concept known as 'Survival of the Fittest. Lincoln was someone who believed in such concepts. The weak will die, and the strong survive.... It was simple yet complex at the same time.
Why does he believe in such concepts? It was simple because it's always been that way. How many times did the strong prey on the weak? How many times has the strong died because of their own carelessness? He had lived alongside the god of death, observing humans and monsters. Even the gods themselves prey on the weak. Even high-ranking gods fall by the hands of low-ranking gods because of their own carelessness.
..... To survive, you must struggle. To win, you must kill!
His training with Hendrix was merciless; if he showed weakness, then death was all that awaited him. And so, he will struggle until the end!
".... ?!"
As though responding to his determination, the blade of the sword, still clutched tightly in his hands, started to release murky darkness, engulfing his body. Before Charles could process what was happening, the figure of Lincoln was already freed from the clutches of the stone golem!
Darkness surrounded the land, painting it in blackness as dark as the starless night sky, making it difficult to see the soil beneath. Charles was also having trouble seeing through the darkness; it was as if the darkness was a special kind of darkness that couldn't be perceived by anyone!
"?!"
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Suddenly, many swords of darkness protrude from the darkness that covers the lands, attempting to pierce the body of the stone golem and the god of Earth!
BANG! BANG!
The stone golem braced itself, using its robust arms to destroy the blades of darkness, but..
Swoosh!
CRACK!
Too many came at it at once, while it was dealing with two blades that came from the front, another one came from behind, penetrating its stone body as its exterior began to crack noisily!
ROOOOOAR!
BANG!
RUMBLE!
With a screeching roar, the stone golem slammed its arm into the darkness, subsequently creating a powerful shockwave which travelled through the ground, effectively dispersing all the darkness within an area of 30 radius.
The earth shook and quaked violently as though an earthquake was about to occur!
From the point where the stone golem's arm had made contact, a giant crater was formed, and the darkness slowly began to recede. Slowly, the figure of a man wearing golden armour with long golden hair and green eyes could be seen standing within the darkness, with half of his body completely consumed.
"What pointless struggle," Charles commented. He shook his head as though greatly disappointed. A blade of darkness suddenly protrudes from the darkness behind him, aiming for his back. However...
Whoosh!
Without looking back, he swung his axe with a mighty force, easily blocking the sword of darkness behind him. "Do you want to know why gods are said to be superior to mortals? Because, unlike you, our bodies are stronger. We have a nearly infinite supply of energy that is impossible to run out of; meanwhile, you, mortals, have low stamina." Charles explained.
He sneered coldly at Lincoln, who was panting heavily in the distance while using his sword as a support. It was obvious he used up a lot of mana when he used his sword. It might be in a similar status as the 'Soul Eater' Sword in the hands of the 'God of death', but the difference is that Hendrix's magical power greatly outclassed his own; his blade of shadow wasn't as dangerous as 'Soul Eater.'
QUAKE! QUAKE! QUAKE!
The stone golem slowly approached Lincoln as it stretched its arm outwards to capture him once again. It didn't move its arm as fast as though it was enjoying the look of despair on his face. Cold sweats ran down Lincoln's brow as he saw the stone hand approaching him. With great difficulty, he moved his injured body, naturally holding his sword; the blade was once again enveloped by darkness as he prepared for the incoming arm approaching him.
SWOOSH!
"....?!"
"Argh, what now?" Charles questioned, using his hands to cover his eyes as a blinding light shot through the skies, piercing the ground. All the darkness retracted instantly as it wasn't able to resist the blinding light.
ROOOOOOOAR!
A roar echoed as the sound of a 'thud' Could be heard as something landed heavily onto the ground. The arm of the stone golem could be seen lying on the ground.
".... To be saved by your younger sister. I'm sure your pride must be greatly wounded right now." A melodious and playful voice sounded from the sky.
Subconsciously looking up in search of that voice, Charles widens his eyes. Standing in midair was a woman with waist-length black-coloured hair, with her violet-coloured eyes gazing down below. Two angelic wings could be seen extended from her back as she donned a silver armour which was broken in several places.
"Cough, being saved by my younger sister is a shame that will haunt me forever," Lincoln said sarcastically. However, a small, almost imperceptible smile could be seen on his lips.