"I never thought I would witness the power of love, but you've grown immensely strong," Sasha took in a deep breath. Sasha had finally decided to transform.
"Amorm..."
Before she could transform, Like the first time, she felt a sword bite her neck, this time it was deeper than before. She swung her stuff to hit fighting beauty infront of her.
Fighting beauty retreated upwards gracefully before attacking again.
Sasha turned around and tried to run when she heard;
"Don't move, it's over."
She halted and examined the who area, she noticed that fighting beauty's swords were everywhere, her neck included.
"At least you're wise enough to recognize when you're fucked," fighting beauty said coldly.
Fighting beauty flicked her fingers, and the swords were about to finish off Sasha when an incredibly power aura crushed both she and Sasha to the ground. She was forced out of her Armorment transformation making the swords immediately disappear. Both fighting beauty and Sasha fell unconscious when the aura fell upon them.
Just like that, the two girls were laid to the ground by the strong aura.
...
"I've been walking this way for about an hour now and no sign of god," Mark sighed, trying to find god was exhausting, he had been searching the entire place and now he was in a mountainous area.
Mark had noticed a lot of strange creatures laying on the ground while he walked, he already had a vague idea of the old man's strength but now he had a visual on how strong the old man's aura was, it had incapacitated every leaving creature on this planet if not all and killed some if not most.
"It's really going to be hard," Mark closed his eyes and tried his best to sense gods energy. To his surprise, it worked.
He turned left and ran towards a valley.
After going deeper into the valley he witnessed a gruesome scene. God lay on the ground with most of his limbs detached. He was drenched by his own blood. The only arm connected to his body was held by a small muscle.
"What happened here?" Mark questioned with a look of discomfort.
God locked up, his hair bloodied. His pained expression made it had to not feel pity.
"What are you doing here?" God inquired.
"Want a lie or the truth?" Mark took a deep breath and his scythe materialized in his right hand.
"Any of the two...will be enough," gods smooth voice was now hoarse, he had a pained expression on his face.
"I'm here to not save you," Mark said and began channelling all his power into the scythe.
"You won't manage to kill me with that," god said.
"Hmm, that's what the last person I killed what this skill must have thought," mark stated before stopping.
"This should be enough," his grasp on his scythe further tightened.
"I apologize for this, but I don't know you well enough to care much,"
"Dimensional Pearce!"
Mark swung his scythe and a dark projection of his attack split god in two. god with no way to counter this, he just took the blow head on which ended up slitting asunder, killing him.
Mark with a gloomy expression, turned around to walk away when a ghostly green glow from god's body invaded his body.
Immediately after the action, mark shouted loudly.
"Haaaaaaaaa!"
Mark's sanity was impaled by the sharp pain he felt. His eyes turned green, blood vessels protruded covering his body, his teeth grew sharper and he was growling like a hungry beast.
He threw away the scythe which immediately disappeared after hitting the ground before He rushed out of the valley with only the intent to kill.
In a forest, zico woke up with a pained head, he had been running towards the location he sensed mark when a vast amount of pressure caused him to lose consciousness.
"Entity, wake up," he ordered, and after a few seconds a response came.
"Don't do anything to invoke the beast's working. I sensed more powerful beasts than the ones I spawned with," Entity ordered.
"We have training partners, I like it." Zico realized some pressure but was stopped by a scratch that sent him flying a few meters away.
After stumbling to the ground he got up and looked at who hit him, green eyes, the veins,
"Mark, you're finally here to die," Zico stared at his opponent as blood trickled down his newly inflicted wounds on his chick.
He waited a few seconds for mark, but no response came only growls.
"You've finally lost it like your dad did?" Zico summoned his daggers to his hand and got into a fighting stance.
As if responding to zico's claim, mark lunged forward with a wild hand swing, like an eagle would it's prey.
Zico adept dodging skill were barely enough, only allowing him to get a less deeper wound on his neck. Zico flipped kicking Mark away with the thought of making distance between them.
Mark on the other hand opposed zico's thought by lunging at him again, faster than before.
Zico mumbled something before mark could hit him and a formless fluid escaped his body and morphed into zico's duplicate. After Zico changed bodies he immediately kicked mark away.
Entity remaining in zico's body didn't allow mark to recoup, and pressed his disadvantage further. He kicked mark sending him tumbling to the ground.
"He must have really lost it. Well, are you killing him today?" Entity in zico's body asked.
"Yes," Zico said bitterly, he inhabited entity's body perfectly.
"Die..." A barely audible cry escaped Mark's mouth as he got up. His green eye color shifted, only being concentrated in the iris leaving the sclera white.
"Entity, you should only attack when I leave gaps. If I don't, you'll die together with mark." After Entity's nod, zico clenched his fist's and his armorment transformation activated. His daggers shine in the presence of the glim light in the sparse forest.
Mark with unhinged suddenness, he lunged towards zico.