Chapter 328. Easy Victories
A palpable tension hung in the air, the initial chaos of the battle replaced by an intense one-on-one confrontation. Stygian, initially eager to showcase the might of his generals, contained his excitement after witnessing the embarrassing defeat of the skeletal knight.
Maya, who initially didn't take this one-on-one fight seriously, thinking that her opponent might be too powerful for her to handle and that it would be very embarrassing to get beaten in front of everyone, starts complaining and insulting Stygian's entire family.
After all, he'd summoned all three divine beasts as suitable opponents, leaving her to be the sole spectator, although she wasn't a big fan of combat, but she wouldn't tolerate being underestimated, especially not in front of a crowd.
Following Fenrir's decisive victory with a one-hit kill in the first round, all eyes turned to Ymir and Diana, the undead full-of-mouth titan, as they faced off, ready to show everyone who is the Boss.
Jormungandr, who was working as a part-time commentator, occasionally makes some bad jokes about Ymir, calling him a straightforward, dull, boring old man and also give him the title of Eternal Bachelor, as well as mocking Stygian's circus band.
Surprisingly, Zamta the four-armed demon with tentacles broke the usual silence from Stygian's side.
After seeing Jormungandr and Maya making fun, he also starts spitting poison with his mouth like a street gangster, not forgetting to use all kinds of foul words, leaving everyone bewildered, since most of them don't understand the meaning of his foul words, it was no different than dogs barking in their ears.
While others are having fun, Ymir and Diana finally initiate their clash. The titan raised his hands, drawing attention before clapping them together. Every maw on his body, large and small, erupted in a deafening unison, unleashing a sonic wave that resonated through the entire kingdom.
The sonic attack not only knocks out almost half of the people in the kingdom nearest to the battlefield, as it carries some kind of magic affecting the soul level, but it also causes a lot of damage to other living beings.
Back on the battlefield, although the undead titan's scream, I mean the sonic attack is dangerously deadly for low-level beings, it barely affected those on the battlefield except for short-term deafness and a weird buzzing sound in their head.
Ymir, the main target of the attack, doesn't even blink and withstands the attack with ease, like an immovable wall against the barrage.
Stygian, who had a lot of expectations with Diana, his ace card, could only sigh disappointingly seeing Ymir perfectly fine. Frustrated, he takes out a black-red glass bottle, presumably filled with strong liquor and takes a deep gulp to calm down his sad heart.
As Diana exhausted her vocal assault and closed her mouths, Ymir took a step forward, since now it was his turn to take action, he tightened the grip on his colossal hammer, which instantly engulfed in golden flames. Covered in golden metal armour shining brightly under the sun, anyone with the right mind can predict what's going to happen next.
Because almost all divine beasts have the power to adjust their size, Ymir, who used to look down on others because of his colossal height, feels very dissatisfied seeing Diana, who is 100 meters taller than him. With each step he took towards her, his own stature grew proportionally, reflecting his determination.
Until the moment Ymir approached Diana, he was already half a head taller than her. However, although Diana looked like an idiot, she wasn't. As soon as Ymir came near her, Instead of passively waiting for Ymir's attack, she unleashed another attack.
Only the gods knew when out of nowhere, suddenly, a colossal bone mace materialized in her grasp, its spiked head aimed at Ymir's arm with devastating force.
BOOM!
A resounding boom echoed as the mace connected with Ymir's golden armor. Stygian watched, anticipation warring with apprehension. But the attack, despite its ferocity, proved ineffective. Not a single dent marred the armour, instead the bone mace shattered into pieces like a mirror upon impact.
"This is why I always wanted armour like Ymir," Jormungandr lamented to Fenrir, envy tingeing his voice. "But sadly, Boss never gave me one. Sis, why don't you ask her on my behalf?"
"Talk to her yourself. Don't drag me into your affairs. Ymir earned that armor and weapon with his deeds. What noteworthy thing have you done that Mother will give you such a powerful magic armor for free?" Fenrir disdainfully scoffed, refusing Jormungandr's request without any hesitation.
Diana, who couldn't believe that even after her sneak attack from such a close distance, she couldn't do anything to Ymir, hadn't even come out of shock, when a big shadow appeared in front of her face, and before she could react, Ymir's colossal hammer hit on her face with the force of a battering ram like a baseball bat hitting a ball.
The blow struck Diana's face which exploded like a watermelon without any resistance, and a lot of unknown liquid and rotten brain matter splashed everywhere. Enjoy exclusive chapters from empire
After killing his opponent as if he had killed an ant on the ground, Ymir turned around and returned to Fenrir and the others without any kind of nonsense. Clearly, he didn't take such a puny character seriously in the first place.
"Master," Zamta's voice trembled, "Who are these individuals? Why the hell are they so overwhelmingly powerful? Especially that hammer guy. Is he really Tier-4? I feel like even if we send 100 Dianas to fight with him, he might kill all of them in a matter of minutes," He has doubts about his life, how can there be such a powerful person?
If possible, Zamta really didn't want to die such a meaningless death, but his Master clearly was not a reasonable person, which could be seen by his bad taste. Since he could easily kill the other party, what is the meaning of all this nonsense? He even lost his two most powerful servants for no reason.
"Before I count to 3, go to the battlefield and deal with that lizard; otherwise, you are going to spend the rest of your life in an eternal eye of darkness... Failure is not an option. Remember this," Stygian, whose face now became expressionless like stone but whose mood was getting more and more dangerous, voice, laced with ice, cut through the air.
Zamta didn't dare to speak nonsense after being threatened by his Master. He swung his tentacles and came in front of Jormungandr, with an expression as if he was about to sacrifice his life.
Fenrir and the others hurriedly moved away, clearing the stage of fighters. Jormungandr, who was left alone, looked at everyone speechlessly, as if he was abandoned, which clearly was the case.
Jormungandr grumbled, clearly unhappy. "Those ungrateful wretches... Just wait; next time, I won't give them any useful gifts on their birthdays. He moved his front left foot and suddenly, a golden orb materialised in his massive claw out of thin air.
Zamta, although he didn't know what kind of evil trick Jormungandr wanted to use, clearly had no intention of letting him succeed. He took a deep breath, opened his gigantic mouth—big enough to devour Jormungandr in one bite—and shot a black laser beam from his mouth.
The mouth gun laser beam was not only deadly powerful but also fast enough to reach its target in just half a second. Jormungandr, aware of his own limitations and unwilling to risk serious injury, was not stupid enough, like Ymir, to take such a powerful attack head-on, and reacted swiftly.
As the energy gathered in Zamta's mouth, he became vigilant. The moment the laser beam was shot, evaded the initial blast by rolling aside and narrowly escaped the attack. However, to his surprise, Zamta, who looked like a fool, actually turned out to be tough among all three generals of Stygian. Seeing Jormungandr dodging, he actually adjusted the laser mid-trajectory, striking his chest.
The laser beam, as thick as a giant pillar, made Jormungandr, who hadn't even steadied himself, cry out in pain. But the laser beam showed no intention of slowing down; instead, it became more and more powerful because Zamta had put all of his hope into this attack. Since the attack had hit the target, it was better to go all out at the beginning and kill him once and for all.
"Should we help him? Jormungandr doesn't seem to be in good condition," Maya asked with a frown. Although she had no relationship with Jormungandr, he was a friend of Myne, and she didn't want to see him die in front of her.
Fenrir, however, remained calm, "Don't be deceived by him. He's just fooling around. The scales on his body are far more solid than you think. This level of attack is not enough to make him completely helpless..."
"Help, help! Someone help me! I'm dying! Ahhhh..."n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
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"Hahaha, yes, scream, scream as much as you can. No one can save you now. I have spent years perfecting my laser attack. Not only can it kill anyone under Tier-5, but it also carries deadly redirection. So even if you escape, you will die sooner or later.
Hahaha." Zamta, thinking that he had the upper hand in the battle and that Jormungandr was finished, stopped the laser attack and started mocking him.
Ding!
While Zamta laughed merrily as if he had already won the battle, suddenly a tiny golden orb barely ten meters in diameter flew out from nowhere and hit his chest, producing a loud "ding" sound that everyone could hear.
Then, nothing. The golden orb exploded, spreading a web-like net that engulfed Zamta's enormous form. Before anyone could react, his body vanished from everyone's sight. instant, he vanished.