"Can you not see I possess not even the slightest drop of His blood flowing within me?" Ryuk replied, as Azragoth’s eyebrows furrowed.
"Is that your excuse for being nothing?"
"You took away my body parts, so... I am weak and should be weak?" Azragoth said with a scoff.
"If that is your train of thought, then you don’t deserve them in the first place," he said, his axe cleaving through one side of Ryuk’s divided side, leaving just one more slice left.
"You’re a fool." The remaining slive spat out as Azragoth paused.
"My question was, if I have not a single drop of Theth’Vorgath’s blood within me, then... why do you still call me his son?"
Ryuk said, as Azraggoth paused dumbfounded, before his grin widened uncontrollably.
He threw his head back and laughed out loud, a devilish, spine-tingling laughter that echoed loudly through the Knull Domain.
"A rebel!?"
"Who Could Have Imagined, The Son Of The Mighty Carnage, Theth’Vorgath, Will Try to Refuse Him, Hahahaha!"
He laughed out, clutching his stomach from pain, before he paused.
"Perhaps this is the last sign of the Fall of Blood of Carnage."
"Well, tell me then," He said to Ryuk.
"If you’re not to be called the son of Theth’Vorgath, what else defines you?"
"HEHEHEHEHEHE!"
"What else defines me, huh?" Ryuk muttered, only for his head to be grabbed as he dangled off Azraggoth’s hands.
He flashed him a devilish grin, whispering.
"Without Your Father, You’ll Be Nothing!"
The half sliced of him grinned wickedly back at Azraggoth.
"I am Something,"
SCOFF
"What are you then?"
"YOUR END!"
Immediately, Azragoth’s laughter died in his throat.
For some reason, the voice that came out was loud.
Loud enough not to be from the one dangling in his hands, and that was true as he watched the Ryuk in his hands completely lose all wisps of its life aura.
Instantly, Azragoth turned his gaze to the sky, and his jaw fell as he looked up.
The sky was no more.
It was only a massive being of more than 10,000 kilometers, ten times his own already colossal height, and right now, a demonic smile of mockery stretched across his lips as he laughed down at Azragoth.
"You really thought I came here to be defeated with a couple of axe cleaves!?"
Ryuk said, snickering in mockery.
Pointing his giant finger downward, he voiced out in a thick, rumbling tone that echoed through the entire Knullic Realm:
"You pride yourself on brute power. Hence, you will be crushed with brute power!"
Ryuk said, and Azraggoth burst out laughing.
One of his hands let go of the divided side of Ruk’s body.
It dropped down through the air, but before it touched the ground, an axe light flashed by and cleaved it into motes that dispersed with the wind.
He shot back at Ryuk with a confident grin.
"Defeat Me At What I Excel At The Most!? HEHEHE. If You Can Do That, I’ll Take Back My Earlier Words." Her said, pointing his axe at Ryuk, whose lips parted into a devilish maw.
He didn’t say anything more; instead, he moved.
Both of his massive arms rose high into the air.
Even though his size was ridiculous, his speed wasn’t.
Immediately, both arms were raised into space, palms spread wide.
Along the innermost surfaces of his hands, countless barrel tips slid out from every crevice, humming with an overwhelming, mechanical, destructive energy.
And then,
BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAM!
The arms slammed down with colossal force.
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Have you ever seen a world completely tilt off its gravitational axis?
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Exactly that was what happened when Ryuk’s arms slammed down from space.
The Knull Planet couldn’t withstand that level of force, its very orbit pushed downwards.
The hands pierced through the atmosphere, bursting into massive flames from the ridiculous friction, yet the destructive energy radiating all around Ryuk made this even worse.
All of that power slammed toward a single being, Azraggoth.
Standing there with five arms, his head raised, and there was nothing in his line of sight save for that palm.
"Such power..."
And for just a second, the image altered for Azraggoth.
Instead of a massive palm, it became something simpler: a crimson scythe eternally dripping with blood, slashing down onto him.
It was a strike from the past.
A strike from... Him.
The vision completely set off Azraggoth as he unconsciously took a step back from fear, but in the next moment, that reality shattered.
He realized his own error, and veins crawled over his face in anger and disgust at himself.
"ROOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAARRRR!"
A powerful, devilish roar burst out of Azragoth’s lungs as his height forcefully increased, swelling from just over a thousand meters to three thousand!
The arms that had been ripped off him burst out of his shoulders, fully regenerated with a loud
VROOOOOOM!
But that was far from the end.
Four more arms ripped out from his sides, bringing the total arms to eight massive arms.
Furious crimson energy burst out of every fiber of his being, his muscles enlarging until he was twice his previous size.
With all eight hands clenching his axe’s shaft, cracks spread from how tightly he held them.
KAAABOOOOOOOOOOOM!
The ground shattered into an endless abyss as Azraggoth bounced off the ground, soaring upward toward the comet-like hand.
"I WON’T LOSE!"
Azragoth roared out as all eight arms cleaved forward with power.
The explosion made no sound at all.
It was absolute silence that unfolded, as both the Azragoth axe and the falling palm suddenly vanished from sight.
Furiously burning, destructive energy blazed all over Azragoth’s face as dimensions rapidly unfurled around him.
The energy wave rippled through reality itself, expanding into deeper and deeper dimensions, yet his hold held out powerfully against the descending palms that pressed down with even more power.
"HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!"
The evil laughter seemed to have come from a faraway dimension as destructive energy atop the palms burned furiously.
"Resist All You May, Azraggoth."
"You Shall Fail Still!"
CRAAACKKKK!
The sound of the axe cracking resounded as Azragoth’s hand bulged to five times its size.
The palm forced down with an explosive force beyond what was capable for a weapon to bear, and in an instant.
SHATTTERRR!
"Impossible!"