He had crossed a distance of 30,000 kilometers in far, far less than a split second.
His words made a cold grin curl up Azraggoth’s lips.
VROOOOOOOOM!
The space before his face rippled powerfully as a massive draconic claw smashed towards his face.
CLAAAAAANG!
The sound of metal clashing against metal resounded as an axe smashed straight into Ryuk’s claws.
He had blocked!
Even with less than an inch of space between them, Azzragoth had brought up his bear-like arm and blocked the claw.
"Interesting,"
Azraggoth muttered, and the space beneath Ryuk was blown apart as an axe came flying out of the robes, heading straight for his underbelly.
He slashed his second claw downward, stopping the axe in its track, but then, a third axe suddenly appeared.
BAAAAAAAAAAAM!
The space before the axe rippled chaotically, not with sharpness but with horrifying brute power, and it smashed into the side of Ryuk’s ribs.
CLINCH!
The sound of his scales trying to defend against the axe echoed, yet they did not last a second before they were ripped through as the axe carved through Ryuk’s side.
It burst up towards his shoulder, traveling for over 300 meters before it was ripped out of him.
SPLASSSSSSSHHHHH!
White blood burst into the air like a tempest as Ryuk was roughly blown away, yet,
BAAAAAAAAAAAM!
Azzragoth took three steps backward, each one creating an abyss from the force of his legs hitting the ground.
He came to a stop on the fourth step, and raising his arm, one could see a slash mark burning with dark energy over his shoulder.
"Really Interesting,"
The slash mark disappeared along with the burn, but something else didn’t survive the burning.
The robe Azzragoth wore was burned to ashes, revealing his figure.
The first thing easily noticeable was the six massive arms.
Yes, he wasn’t just a titan; he was a six-armed titan, and every single arm held the same gigantic dark axe in its grasp.
All six arms raised high, the axes spinning in them, before Azzragoth caught them.
In the next moment, he took a single step forward, his body leaning toward Ryuk, and then,
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
The floor shifted backward, an abyss carving open as he burst forward with furious speed, appearing right above Ryuk in a second.
"Show Me Your Power, Son of Theth’Vorgath."
"Prove To Me You’re Truly Deserving Of His Name,"
CLEAAAVVVVEEEE!
Six axes, brimming with incredible brute force, slammed downward toward Ryuk, who, in return, had his maws opened wide, conjuring forth a massive orb of white flames.
In the next instant, the massive ball of energy was shot forward, so big it was for a moment all that Azzragoth could see.
Yet his humorous grin only widened as he cleaved downward onto the singular ball.
KAAAAABOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMM!
They clashed forward in an unending explosion, the void continuously being altered, as various bizarre phenomena, such as lightning and light refraction, occurred at the center.
But one thing remained supreme,
"He... he... he..."
The demonic laughter rang out as Azarggoth’s axe completely cleaved through the ball of energy, and reappeared before Ryuk.
"Your Punity Makes Me Laugh,"
RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP!
His axe cleaved through Ryuk, continuing down onto the ground and carving open an incredibly deep gash with an unseeable end.
After that, Azraggoth rose upright, all six arms by his side as he turned to find Ryuk hovering behind him.
One diagonal mark crossed his belly, still dripping white blood, while a new one carved down from his neck straight to his chest.
Just a little bit more, and it would have crossed the center core in Ryuk’s heart.
It occurred to Ryuk.
Not only was this calamity before him a brute king, but his attacks, no matter how rough they seemed, were clearly precise.
Even though it had seemed like he was trying to cleave through Ryuk’s ball of energy, the truth was, it was heading for Ryuk’s core, wanting to end the battle in one cleaving stroke.
Looking at Ryuk’s pathetic state at the very beginning of the fight, Azzragoth paused silently for a while before he slowly shook his head.
"Theth’Vorgath didn’t deserve it,"
He muttered to himself, slowly turning to Ryuk.
"He was our king...Our hero."
"And yet he gave it all up... for this!?"
He asked, pointing his axe at Ryuk.
"You should never have been, for your mere existence alone brings nothing but shame to him!"
Azzragoth said, and in the next moment, he was gone.
Ryuk turned, and he was faced with the sight of the axe cleaving down once more.
His claws clashed against it, but this time, they couldn’t contain the power of six axes.
He was roughly blown to the ground while Azzragoth did not move back an inch.
Instead, he followed into the abyss Ryuk had disappeared into.
For the next few minutes,
BAAAAAAANG!
BAAAAAAANG!
BAAAAAAANG!
There was nothing but the ceaseless sound of explosions after explosion, raging fire erupting out from the deepest part of the ground into the sky.
It went on for about forty-five minutes, and soon after, a figure burst out of the ground, crashing into it and tumoring several times before screeching to a halt.
BOOOOOOM!
BOOOOOOOM!
The ground quaked heavily once more as Azraggoth followed out.
One of his six arms had been ripped off, leaving just five, yet crumpled on the ground was the dragon that had lost both its wings and both its horns.
His claws were marred in cracks, and before Azzragoth’s gaze, he watched them shatter into nothing.
Ryuk wobbled to his feet, eyes staring at Azzragoth.
Even though he seemed battered, his eyes were not those of someone who had lost.
They were cold, analyzing eyes, and finally, Ryuk uttered,
"I understand it now."
"The part of me you fused with is my muscular system," Ryuk said, spitting out a couple of broken teeth.
"Brute strength is a plus, but what you really possess is... explosive power."
He said, and in the next moment, Azraggoth was gone once more.
Before Ryuk could react, an axe cleaved forward with terrifying speed, ripping through his left side.
He was cut roughly through his entire body, divided into two, and he collapsed onto the ground.
"Before I Fused With Your Part, On The Orders of The Ancient Devils, I Was Theth’Vorgath’s third most powerful army general,"
"Your Part Was Nothing But A Further Boost For My Power. It Never Defined Me At All." Azragoth said, looking at Ryuk’s divided body, before he pointed at one of them.
"You, On The Other Hand, Seem To Be Nothing Without It."
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