Chapter 388: F**K The Heavens (1/2)

Standing my ground against the mid-Demi-God, gripping a massive greatsword, the spear of Noctem twisted around his blade towards his neck. Shocked at my swift reaction and attack, Agnar took a step back as my spear slightly necked his carotid artery.

Making some distance Agnar, stood with long green hair and sword-like brows glaring like I had fucked his wife. Peering into his heart, I lifted my lips before adding fuel to the fire.

”You look a little familiar. Did I kill someone you love? A brother, perhaps maybe a sister?” I asked as Agnar trembled at my words.

”Oh yes. I know. You are the little fucker I had raped by a Slov'Ca.” I cruelly stated, ” Man, he had a heavy set of lungs upon him. The little bitch just kept screaming so loud I had to put a blade through fucking skull.”

”DIE!!!”

Howling so loud that the very air tremble, Agnar charged with all he had. Narrowing my eyes, a faint pressure of heavenly Lighting skimmed over my body as my grip around the Spear of Noctem tightened.

Blasting off the ground with a mighty sword intent, Agnar covered the distance between us faster than most people could blink.

”Godwin's Heavenly strike!” Agnar roared as I instantly became locked in space, while his blade shone a golden light that shimmered brightly than the stars. Storming the skies with its worldly might, my heart became cold as the Hells.

Not able to move, I made eye contact with Agnar as he struck towards me without hesitation of the oath one had to abide by before entering. He was set on dying with me.

”Infernal Lightning,”

I chanted without hesitation as the Spear of Noctem suddenly became like a raging storm straight from the very hells itself. Thrusting up towards the golden blade that seemed wish to sever me in half, my intent exploded into creation.

BOOOM!!!

Fusing all of my intents I had together. My spear clashed with Agnar with deadly precision. Ripping through his Arte without resistance, my spear exploded with the thunderous vigor of both the Heavens and the Hells.

”AAAAAAH~~~” Agnar screamed as he twisted his body to dodge my spear, to my dismay. Watching my spear miss its mark, sending a massive ray of infernal lightning towards the skies, I took a step back, twisting my body as the back of the spear of Noctem landed square into the face of Agnar.

Sending him flying, the Concept of Order and Chaos filled my mind, making me feel like every action and reaction was within my grasp. Releasing a deep breath, I studied Agnar, skipping over the ground like a ragged dog coming to a stop upon his two feet with a raging flame that had me burning with excitement.

”I will kill you!” Agnar desperately uttered, charging at me once more. Sensing a great burn of qi using my infernal Lighting, I remained calm, deferring to my main element. There were two many eyes upon me to use Circles and shadow step, but that did not mean I could not do other things.

Getting in position, the ten souls within me began to shimmer with power fueling my madness as I spoke an Arte. I had not used it in such a long, long time.

”Crimson Winds,”

Consumed in a burning blaze of crimson, my sight, strength, and senses all grew to heights that had me feeling I was able to stand above the very heavens. I could see lines, endless lines. Whether it was Agnar, the winds, the heavens themselves, I could see it all. It was like a Weave.