Eh… Aeris here desu.

Sorry I didn't post more. I've been quite busy now that my finals are over. And I was gonna write the other day, but I got a high fever =.=

I guess god dislikes my writing xD

Otherwise, I'll write whenever possible now. I swear I will post more chapters!

Even though it's my life but whatever.

Since nobody cares about me anymore. That means I can write more and not just go MIA (Missing in Action) for 3 bloody weeks.

Gosh dammit Aeris, keep with the time, keep with itt!

I promise I won't go partying for 3 weeks again.

Bloody hell Aeris u need to get a watch. And u have a smartphone use it gdi

I swear I'll write more! xD

"Styles! You okay?" Hotaria, slowly gliding towards the ground, her wings almost covering the whole view of the sky from Styles.

"Y-yeah!" Styles stammered slightly, an unusual happening from one as confident as the blood magic user. Blushing slightly, he quickly turned away, before Hotaria could notice. Though the latter was quite oblivious to hints of romance, the former blushing would be an utter giveaway.

'At least put up a fight, damn it!' Styles would always think to himself.

"Did you just stammer?" Hotaria was intrigued by the sudden speech impediment, one that she had never encountered while with Styles ever since she joined the guild.

"What are you talking about?" Styles turned back to face the confused angel, regaining his lost posture, clearing his thoughts, his face no longer red.

But still, while on the outside, Styles acted with an air of a noble, confident and mighty, on the inside, he celebrated the fact that Hotaria cared about his well-being, being convinced it wasn't just his being in the same guild.

"Must be my imagination then," Hotaria shrugged it off easily, as if it was an insect on her clothing.

"Yes, indeed. Let's head that way, then," Styles turned to face the direction opposite where he had thrown Aer to. He silently heaved a sigh of relief, thanking the gods for Hotaria's oblivious nature.

Before long though, behind the Destiny Crown wizards, a large explosion, one that rivalled a hundred cannons, erupted dust and rubble from the ground.

"That must be Aer. That will keep him occupied, I suppose. Hopefully whoever he is battling will seize victory, because that little child is a monster," Styles commented, at the same time informing Hotaria of Aer's direction, and the comparison of the Divine Lightning user's strength to his own.

Hotaria only nodded in response.

"Mongrel. Insect. Maggot. How dare you insult my holiness, as to attempt to steal something of my ownership away from me," A chain shot out from Aer's palm, aimed towards Shelltear. Though dodged, the chain continued to follow Shelltear, as if it had a mind of its own.

"I will deal with you later," Aer, seemingly to be possessed by a spirit, simply said to Naftis, before large wings of lightning erupted from Aer's back, the boy flying off towards Shelltear.

"Shit… Shit, shit! Why did I have to wield the only Divine Magic that does not enable Divine Transfiguration… This is frustrating, but I have to stop Aer before he does anything rash…" Naftis muttered to himself, and trailed behind Aer.

"Hmph… You desire for me to unleash my true power, damned mongrel? I shalt do so without hesitation, then," Aer smirked, raising his right arm into the sky, dark clouds gathering above him.

"Ah, Great God King Jupiter. Lend me the strength of your holy armoury. Lend me the prowess of all your divine children. Ares, Hebe, Hephaestus, Apollo, Diana, Bacchus, Mercurius, Venus, Heracles, Minerva, Vulcanus," Aer chanted, hovering below the rumbling grey clouds of darkness.

"Heracles, grant me strength!" Aer quickly shouted, his wings dissipating, landing on the same roof Shelltear was on. Stepping forward once, the whole house shook, as if trembling in fear of the God of Strength. Aer smiled invitingly, mocking the girl in front of him.

Though seeming to be unafraid, Shelltear's mind fogged with fear and fright, but continued to confront Aer, whose aura made the air around him tingle. Now impatient, Aer punched the roof once, only to make the concrete building crumble onto itself.

"Marvel at this sight, mongrel, for you won't be for long," Aer grinned, and shouted out, "Hephaestus, lend me your weapons!"

With that simple command, countless blades, hammers, battleaxes and other weaponry materialised around him.

"Minerva, grant me the use of multiple gods at once."

And with that, Aer could now use all the gods at his command, whenever he wanted.

"Ares, grant me the power that fights wars."

"Heracles, grant the weaponry your strength."

"Mercurius, grant me your power of travelling."

"Vulcan, grant these weaponry and me your flames."

"Bacchus, grant these weaponry the power to intoxicate its victims."

"Venus, grant these weaponry the power to bind its victims."

"Apollo, grant these weaponry the power to hypnotise its victims."

"Diana, switch the time."

Time sped up tremendously upon the final command given. The weapons glowed dazzlingly in the night, empowered with the abilities of each of the gods at Aer's disposal. Without giving time for Shelltear to escape, the countless weapons shot at Shelltear, cleaving weapons spinning, piercing weapons shot like bullets.

Even being scraped by one of these weapons would end Shelltear's life. She would either end up burnt, asleep, falling in love with someone, or drunk. All of them quite bad in the current situation.

The time made it even harder for the girl to dodge or protect herself against the weapons, as even though they glowed in the darkness, it was hard to make out the distance between them and her, due to the many weapons of different sizes.

"Die," Aer simply said angrily, opening portals around them in a large dome, preventing her from escaping, and giving the weapons more ways to attack her.

"Shit…!" Shelltear could only say that as she touched the edge of a longsword that had been almost impossible to dodge. With Apollo's magic, she was surrounded by many music notes. With Bacchus's magic, she was quickly intoxicated. And with Venus's magic, she would be bound in heart and soul to the next person that gets attacked by Aer.

And before long, Shelltear fell asleep, utterly intoxicated. The time switched back to day, and the weapons all dematerialised.

"Now that I have dealt with the mongrel, the main problem, I shall wipe out everybody."

Aer smirked, a giant magic circle forming in front of his raised palms. Not the strongest attack he was capable of in his Transfigured form, the magic circle completed quickly, and a giant hammer formed, one that only he, in this form, could wield.

The Mjolnir, upgrade to the weaker magic version of itself, "Thor's Hammer". The giant hammer charged itself with lightning, Grabbing it as if it was a rapier, still sheathed, Aer swung it across, horizontally, in front of him.

Countless lightning strikes occurred simultaneously within that time frame, each 'wave' ending in milliseconds and starting another. The area in front of him was destroyed at that point, the buildings all crumbling, revealing four knocked out wizards, one from Destiny Crown, two from Marine Storm, and another from Rising Wing. That, in itself, gained Aer eight points for Rising Wing, even gaining them from destroying wizards of his own guild.

Facing another direction, another magic circle formed in front of him, the same size as the one before. Similarly completing itself quickly, it formed a bow, one that fired bolts of lightning. But in his Transfigured form, it would fire something larger and countless times more destructive.

Indra's Bow, the upgraded version of "Indra's Arrow", only to be wielded by divine deities of lightning. Pulling the string of the intricate bow back, a lightning bolt formed as an arrow, pulsating and rumbling in the spot. Releasing the string, it launched the lightning bolt at light speed. Aer smirked as the arrow grew into a phoenix-like creature, flying around just above the ground, destroying everything around it.

This revealed five knocked out wizards. Another from Rising Wing, two from Destiny Crown and two from Marine Storm. Five points.

Finally, facing the final, non-desecrated land, Aer grinned.

"Hellfire!" Indigo flames razed the land, the power borrowed from the God of Fire, Vulcan. This gained seven points.

"Jupiter's Underworld," Aer muttered, a giant magic circle forming on the ground.

This magic circle took its time to complete, but once complete, it formed walls of lightning around the whole arena, pushing all the wizards that were left towards the magic circle.

The walls reached the magic circle in little to no time, two wizards, excluding Aer, standing in the magic circle.

With a simple 'Activate' from Aer's mouth, lightning rained down from the heavens, descending, striking everywhere, destroying everything. Everything that had not been obliterated from the walls of lightning, its lifetime ended here. The hell of lightning that only God King Jupiter's host could make.

"Die, here and now, all of you!" Aer shouted, the lightning continued to destroy the land within the magic circle.

This only gained Rising Wing five points though. Someone was still alive. Not from Rising Wing, neither from Marine Storm.

"Glory to Raynes!"

The cliffhanger. Enjoy it. New chapter will be out soon. Don't worry. And one of you know who this is. Shush.

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Aeris out!