"Oh, is that right?" Adam simply looked down at Bethel who tried to cast Mind Deprivation unto him.
Suddenly, Adam raised his hand so fast, transforming it into a dragon's claw with scales.
Crack
Adam tried to stabbed Bethel with his hand into his face, but Bethel managed to react just in time, putting both of his hands together in front to block the attack.
A massive surge of power blew all over the place, and Bethel tried to dash away to to create a distance between the two of them.
Just now, with his power to manipulate gravity, Bethel put all his focus on his hands to force away Adam's attacks.
As Bethel swirled and run around the divine kingdom at such an unimaginable speed from passing through multiple series of illusory doors, the Divine Kingdom began to fall apart again.
It appears Adam forced a hypnotism on Bethel to take away his attention, but the damage he created was real.
Bethel then once put his hands together, and a small sword appeared in between once again in his hands.
"Divine Kingdom."
Fwoon
Another series of events such multiple illusory doors started appearing all over the Divine Kingdom of Adam once again.
Bethel have to do this, he must destroy his Divine Kingdom or else Adam's will and control over him will become much stronger.
He's still yet to be free from his Mind Deprivation, it only allows him to buy some time of clearance to make the perfect plan and make the perfect attack.
Bethel then opened a door within his consciousness and forced out whatever Adam probably injected into him, but this will take time too, leaving it open might just spell out more doom for him.
"What a hassle." Bethel said as he continuously appeared all over the place with Adam standing in the podium of Corpse Cathedral with a large overbearing cross behind him.
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Crack Crack
Zaratul suddenly fell to the ground as his body was struck by a massive surge of lightning that have yet to leave him.
He then pull out a paper figure and transfered all the damage to it.
Boom
The paper figurine then blew up into nothingness as lightning destroy it from the inside out.
Currently, Zaratul appears to be kneeling just right beside George III who was sitting on his throne with a blonde haired woman as his hostage in his arms.
"Haha, how does it feel like to get hit by your own attack?" Will Auceptin stood side by side with Roselle in the throne room, facing their opponents, George III and Zaratul.
"Not bad, kid." Roselle decided to praise the child by his side.
"I'm not a kid!" Will lashes out, he's the snake of mercury, the sequence 1 of the monster pathway, have also been alive for quite some time, he's just in the body of a still growing child.
"Whatever, let's just get this started with already!" Roselle then formed an illusory broad sword in his hands.
Will couldn't help but sigh, as he raised his hands, the whole throne room was then covered in a bright swirling lights.
"Divine Kingdom."
Fortune and Misfortune domain.
Sequence 1 beyonders can cast Divine Kingdom projections whenever and wherever they want, but the problem would be that they lack the necessary power that which is of a Deity to create an actual one, what Will can currently do right now is create a domain to take advantage of the current field while partially making the entire palace his divine kingdom at the same time, making him and his partner get more luck than usual, while the enemy gets all the misfortune.
As such, the entire palace transformed from a large structure, into a single spire in a hidden wasteland.
Will's divine kingdom.
Yet still.
"You think you own this place?!" George III who was seated mightly at his throne, clenched his hand, and force his very own projection of a divine kingdom into the wasteland.
The single spire then cracked and protruded right in the middle, as a large masoulem erected from the wasteland.
Then another.
"Divine Kingdom/Divine Kingdom!"
Roselle and Zaratul then casted their very own right in the wasteland, with whispers underneath their breathe.
A dark church emerged from the side of the wasteland, with countless people in all sorts of dresses and outfit hanging up in the ceiling with broken necks.
All of them murmuring the same thing over and over again.
While on the opposite side, Roselle with his own knowledge, he brought his own knowledge of the past earth to life.
Large towering sky buildings emerge from the oil like painting imagery of the spirit world, the difference in culture, and technology, Roselle with this knowledge and power blinded everyone for a single moment.
A city of modern society, albeit weak and small made it's appearance.
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"Looks like, im gonna have to deal with you, Son of Death." An old man with very nice features and very kind appearance was situated just right outside of Klein's mansion, on his way inside, it appears his movements to proceed forward was halted as he came face to face with Mr Azick, Klein's teacher.
"This is off limits, Old Man Hermes."
"Hoho, is that right, to say my name?"
"Klein's friend and I have a talk, that's all there is to it."
"Should we really fight, tho?" Old Man Hermes caressed his beard while looking at Azick with kind and open eyes.
Their brewing spirituality then exploded right out side the Mansion, as they raised their hands in a bid to attack one another.
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Up in the air, a certain female figure with crystal like monocle on her right eye was sitting on clouds, overlooking the situation high up in the sky.
"Hmm, what should I do?" Amon casually observed all the fighting and all the participants with giggles and annoying laughs, amused at the war.
Currently, as she cast her gaze on Amantha Mountain Range, she saw a large number of people marching towards the headquarters of the church, the entire army of Aurora Order with all 22 oracles, with Ouroboros leading the charge, ready to seige and attack.
"Haa... But who's my opponent tho? It's seems everybody ignored me, I hate this!" Amon moved around the clouds like a spoiled brat who didn't get the favourite toy she wants.
Out of nowhere.
She then heard footsteps from behind, Amon looked over, she nudged her crystal like monocle on her right eye, and saw the appearance of a nicely suited man with two different face on both side of his face, a cane in hand.
The future Attendant of Mysteries, a King of Angels, Klein Moretti steps onto the stage to fight Amon.
"How the fuck did you get here?!" Amon was totally taken by surprise, looking back, she then saw the present Klein Moretti still on his mansion.