Chapter 12. Season two, let's quest!
I wake up the next day, yawning, I got out of bed and began my morning routine. I walked downstairs, brewed some coffee and took a long drink. Sighing, I finally opened my eyes fully and saw for myself a large amount of screens in my way. Without much thought, I pushed them back to the corner of my mind. 'Too early to deal with that headache.' I thought, drinking more coffee. 'It's like eightish now so Lilly will be down here in five, four, three, two-' I cut my train of thought and glanced up when I heard rapid little feet flying downstairs.
"Huh, I was two seconds off. Guess I'm still tired." I murmured, looking at my nirvana. I took another long pull before getting up. Lilly bounced over and hugged my leg. "Good morning!"
I smile and rub her hair. "Good morning youngin. Hungry?" I asked her as I walked to the pantry. I didn't need to turn around to know she was nodding her head. I pulled out some fruity pebbles and an extra-sized green bowl, I poured her a bowl. I was about to get her the milk when she pulled on my sleeves. "Can I pour the milk big bro?" She asked me. For a moment I flashed back to my own childhood, and Mores's to an extent, and remembered I could barely hold a jug of milk and it was rather messy to clean up. 'And yet the cuteness persuades against rational thought...I just handed her the milk jug didn't I?' I reflected as I gave her the jug.
She could barely lift the milk, part of me wanted to help her but the part I listened to wanted to watch and maybe chuckle a little. She half dragged, half lifted, the jug to her cereal. I asked if she needed help but she said she could handle this. {This is a good way to start off the mornings.} Bahamut stated my thoughts, I nodded to my arm but kept an eye on Lilly, especially when she finally managed to pull the jug up to the table. Preparing myself I walked over and asked one last time if she needed help.
"Don't worry big bro, I can do this!" She cutely told me. I nodded, the coffee kicking in, wide awake now I watched in equal parts humor and bemusement as, when she tilted the mug down, her hands slipped from the strain and the jug fell, splashing milk everywhere. Using Death's Grasp on it I levitated it and the spilled milk off the ground. I disposed of the spilled milk and levitated the milk to my outstretched hand. With a bemused smile on my face, I fussed with her hair. "That was close, but I think I'll do it until your bigger," I told her, trying not to chuckle. She nodded and looked down, sighing I used my skill to pour the milk and chuckled. "Hey now, no need to beat yourself up. This happens to everyone at one point, and here's a saying my parents taught me. No use crying over spilled milk."
She looked up at my unmasked smile and she herself smiled. Getting her a spoon I watched her dig in while I had some cereal as well. Murayama walked in and tried to pour herself some cereal but she was still half asleep and ended up using a plate instead of a bowl. I tried not to laugh as she poured milk on the plate, I used Death's Grasp to stop the splatter. She used her spoon to try and scoop the cereal but due to the plate, she just kept clanging it. It took a few minutes for her to realize what she did and when it hit her I was trying not to burst out in laughter, but I failed.
"The bowls are on the right, not the left," I told her, laughing as I did. She deadpanned at me, then her plate of cereal, and at the coffee machine she didn't see. Then she snorted and laughed with me. 'This is nice. No unneeded quests, no killer supernatural creatures, just a nice morning.' I would reflect moments like these since calm moments like these in animes like the one I'm in are far and few in between.
Breakfast finished shortly after Murayama got a bowl this time and a cup of heaven. She ran out for school and asked if I would be going, taking a moment to remember I said no. "Kendo club was postponed due to the police asking questions of the staff and I rather not just wait around campus, I'd be bored stupid in all honesty." She nodded and said bye. Silence enveloped the home, only broken by Lilly's giggling at the tv. 'Nicktoons was so worth the extra cash.' I thought offhandedly. Pulling up the windows I looked at what I got.
Level up X80
+1000 chaos affinity, dark, fire for making a bargain with Xol will of the thousands.
+125 luck for surviving Xol.
+100 Intelligence for making up a not shit plan.
+90 wisdom for battle tactics and decision making when your plan went to shit.
+50 strength for snapping an Ascendant wizard's neck in your normal form.
+30 Vitality for surviving all the lesser and greater hive thrown at you.
Death's arsenal level up X30
High council level up X6
Shadow morph level up X3
Balance Breaker level up.
Summon Nokris. Active. Level: ?. Mp cost: 1000: the cast out prince of a sword bound King has pledged his loyalty to you and Xol. He will be summoned with a small unit of thralls, acolytes, and other lesser hive. Perhaps when he's stronger, an ascendant hive will come with him when you call.
Title acquired. Ascendant slayer. Slaughter of greater hive, thou who acquired thy right among the hive. Thy feats shalt spread, thy legend begins. +50% intimidation factor and 90% percent chance of lower level enemies shitting themselves in pure terror from the mere sight of you.
Items acquired.
+1000 knight sword shards.
+900 bones of lesser hive
+50 Knight swords.
+30 surviving worms
+20 hive robe scraps.
+5 Ascendant hive axes
+4 ascendant hive robes and books
+ Willbreaker, otherwise known as the sword of Oryx.
Wowie, yep that's a lot of stuff. Checking my inventory I pulled out Willbreaker, by a few centimeters, and Observed it. It held all the same bonuses it did when I Observed it last night. Though there was an extra message.
I blanked on the name when you created it, I didn't expect you to summon it so early! Yet. It was a pleasant surprise, I was right to make you my Gamer. Your perhaps the one thing in existence I can't predict and I gladly await the chaos you shall bring, enjoy the weapon, you'll need it soon for your god hunting. You opened a door that can't be closed, created consequences that can't be foreseen, accepted a logic that can't be refuted. I await the results. O Gamer mine.
Well then, I...don't know what to say about that message. I'm happy about what he said yet also worried, what did he mean by chaos? Since, to my knowledge, only two types of chaos exist. The unequal amounts of destruction that is synonymous with that word and portrayed everywhere, or the randomness that can not be calculated, which basically boils down to anything can and could happen.
'Like for example. Chocolate frogs raining down from the sky. It's not impossible it's just improbable, but still possible. Either way, that's not good. Not good for me at all.' I worriedly thought. I didn't like the sound of that at all, that and the consequences bit is more than a little frightening.
"I can't put too much thought into his messages, he won't tell me anyway and worrying over something that may be a joke won't help me at all." I murmured under my breath. Lilly looked up at me and smiled. "Don't be worried, big bro! You're super strong! Nothing can beat you." She told me in a way only a small child could.
Smiling myself I rubbed her head and nodded, not mentioning there are countless others who are stronger than me. As if on cue my doorbell rang and I groaned in my mind and went to answer. 'This is one of the few rare days where nothing happens in the DXD universe. Issie it better….be….good.' my thought process teetered off as when I opened the door there were two people, Issie and my favorite character of the series. Azazel. I opened my mouth as if to speak but it clanged shut, my mind was abuzz with so many questions. One finally reaching my mouth.
"Who's the hipster looking dude?" I say without a filter. I nearly covered my mouth in a panic. 'I really need to stop insulting the strongest characters of this world.' Thankfully Azazel laughed at my comment.
"Well it's not every day someone insults my casual wear in my face, I think we'll get along just fine. May I enter? I may or may not have made a contract with this little devil to meet you." He said laughing, I nodded dumbly and let him in. I looked at Issie in hope of some answers but he looked even more clueless than I did!
"Nice console setup, and Xbox one and Ps4 in the same area? Well, I guess you didn't choose a side in the console wars." My brain had the brilliant idea of just nodding along to what he said while the rest of my mind tried to pick up the pieces of it's shattered mind. We sat down at the table and before Issie joined us Azazel smiled at him. "You've upheld your side of the contract, are you sure I shouldn't fork over my immortal soul?"
"I told you this morning, that reward far outpaces the contract."
I just stared blankly at my mind finally finished rebooting, so many questions but I'll just watch for now. No wait, there is one nagging one. 'They're doing this bit here?! So this their first contract? Welp! There goes that small part of cannon!' I screamed mentally. Then Azazel gave Issie and expensive painting from a small fanny pack, which is obviously magic, and all but demanded him to take it as a reward. Issie sighs and carries the painting and leaves through the front.
An awkward silence befalls the kitchen as I stared down one of the leaders of the Grigori. "Why are you here?" I finally asked. He looked at me strangely and laughed. "Why, your straight to the point. I'll tell you soon, but first! I must ask whether you prefer jugs or rumps?"
My face underwent many a transformation that moment. From astonished, murderous to resting upon deadpan. "Is that really needed?" I deadpanned, a monotone so dull it would make Koneko proud. "Why of course! I can't trust a man whose preference in women I don't know!" He even made the back of his headlight up as if this was an inspirational moment. Unfortunately, I am not Issie, so all he got was a deadpan stare.
I pinched the bridge of my nose to wave off a migraine already forming. It's good to see he isn't all that different in person, but did he really have to ask that with Lilly being a few measly feet away. We're still in perfect earshot damnit! "Just, ugh, jugs and before you ask big ones. Now can we get to the reason why one of the leaders of the Grigori is in my kitchen?" I got to the nitty gritty or at least attempted to.
"Sure, sure I'll tell you soon but one last thing. I want to see your sacred gear! One I've only read about and never actually examined or has been examined by my race!" Yep, completely the same man. {Don't you do it! Don't you dare..and your already doing it.} Bahamut sighed as the sacred gear materialized.
Azazel's eyes widened in joy as he dove on the table and examined my gear. "So this is the infamous Assimilation gear of the Reaper race, the only one in recorded history that humans can't be born with. Incredible!" He pulled my arm every way imaginable as he created a light pen and light notebook to make notes on my gear. "{Bad touch! Bad touch!}" Bahamut freaked out and yanked my arm away from him and into my socket..crack! Owch!
"He can communicate as well, that makes three dragon sacred gears with a dragon trapped inside. Must. take. More. Notes!" He lunged for my arm but Bahamut took control and vaulted me over the table, dodging the lunging fallen. 'What madness is this?!' I thought in pure shock. I just wanted a normal day damnit! As Bahamut took full control of my other arm he catapulted me outside with the mad scientist behind us! Well, this can't go on for long right?
|four chases filled hours later|
"Fuck. You. Murphy." I huffed, exhausted from these two idiots and their goose chase. Azazel was sleeping on the grass, the bastard wasn't even winded from this small chase just bored until a bag of frozen skittles smacked him awake. He jerked up only to stare in confusion at the bag. I just sighed, dammit Ragnorak. You're just making things worse!
"Sweet, free candy." I could only stare at the idiocy of perhaps the smartest person in this entire series. He's eating frozen skittles that popped out of the ether without questioning it. The fuck?
"As much as I want to ask why your eating candy that came from nowhere you still have yet to answer my original question. Why did you come here?" I was far too exhausted to maintain my deadpan. "Well, I just came here to meet a reaper, you guys don't often pop up in our world, and when I heard you had a sacred gear specific for your kind I just had to come to meet you. Especially since I bet some very interesting things will happen around this area soon."
That makes sense for his character but did he really have to chase me like a starved wolf?! I'm guessing he read my face and figured out what I was thinking. "Yeah... I'm not apologizing. I did what I had-"
"Wanted. Wanted to do." I interrupted a tired glare that just made him laugh. "Yes, wanted to do. Also, I learned a good amount of your gear and abilities from our little chase, your good at running away." A tick mark appeared, was that really necessary?! I know I can't hurt him for shit, so what the hell was I supposed to do in that situation?!
"But that means you know when an enemy is too much for you and have both the intelligence and the bravery to run away. You remind me of a younger and squisher version of myself, I think we'll get along just fine." He said with a smile and offered a hand to help me up. Taking the compliment I grabbed his hand and the moment I did so I got a familiar screen.
Congrats! You have obtained the Hanged man arcana.
Rank: 1/10
Effects: Image of the past. Due to reminding Azazel of his younger days he'll sometimes invite you to the Grigori to assist in projects. Chance to obtain +5 Int and wisdom from these meetings.
I whistled mentally, quite the useful arcana. I wonder how it'll play out when I level it up. I got to my feet and shook the fallen's hands, he smiled at how friendly I was being. He grew his massive wings and flew off without a second word, the moment he left I sigh. 'Thank all that is good he's gone. As a character, he's my favorite but it will take time before I'm used to his personality.' I thought.
I checked the time, it was half past 3. "How long was he chasing me?! It was 11 when he came here!" I yelled at my watch. Pinching the bridge of my nose I use my newfound Jedi powers to levitate my mask onto my face. The cool chitin felt nice after a morning without it. Making sure it wasn't crooked I sat down and enjoyed what little peace of the day was left for as long as I possibly could and closed my eyes.
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"Big bro! Your friend's back." Lilly told me while hopping on my lap. Twenty seconds, that's how long my peace lasted. Inhaling deeply I opened my eyes and found Lilly staring up at me. I ruffle her hair, to which she giggled, and hopped off. I stood up and went to embrace the madness that awaited.
"Okay Issie, did you bring Michal this time?" I asked while opening the door, it a just Issie with a confused expression. Okay, didn't expect him to be by himself. "Isn't that one of the archangels? Why would I bring him here?"
"For the same reason, you brought one of the leaders of the fallen here."
"Wait what?!" while I do enjoy Issie's shock he did come here for one reason or another. "Okay back on the subject at hand, why are you here again?" Issie was still shocked that he basically escorted an enemy leader into his master's, and my, territory and without even asking her first. I clapped in his face to return him back to earth.
"Oh, right! Irina's plane is landing soon, we should probably leave now if we want to get there first." I nodded at that, we should get there first. I summon Wraith to guard my home and keep Lilly safe, he nods and floats inside. I closed the door behind me and unfurled my wings and took off with Issie just behind me.
"Dang dude, did your wings get bigger?" Issie asked me, catching up to me. I glanced back and they were a few feet bigger than they were. "Huh, I guess so. Wanna race to the airport?" I asked him, he grinned at me and nodded. Like that we dashed off, we were pretty even in terms of speed, at least until I started flapping my second set. Like that I exploded forwards, easily breaking the sound barrier.
"Eat my dust pervert!" I laughed back, the wind felt so good coming through my mask. Like AC, but free! As I saw the airport coming up over the horizon I heard the sound of a jet engine and watched shock as Issie sped past me, in balance breaker no less! "Ooh! This means war, shall we partner?"
Bahamut laughed in excitement, looks like he was having fun as well. {As I'll lose to that hot-headed lizard, let's do it partner!} My sacred gear appeared on my arm and it glowed once again. "{Balance Break!}" We shouted as one. The darkness of the clouds and my own element provided plenty of darkness for my balance breaker. Ripping through the cloud cover I quickly caught up to Issie and he still had that smile, I think. Hard to tell with the helmet.
"So that's what your true balance breaker form looks like?"
"Pretty cool right?"
"It is, now let's see if it's as fast as mine!" Issie declared and the sound of many {BOOST!} from his gear pushed him ahead, igniting the air around me I created and maintained an explosive thrust more than keeping pace with Issie. He had long since reached his boost limit but I couldn't do much else but keep my focus on the air behind me so the race was neck to neck, until we forgot to land.
Crash! Crash! We went, impacting the ground like missiles without payloads. We stood up at the same time no worse for wear, and we just sat there in awe of our stupidity. That is until I started to chuckle, and that chuckle turned to laughter. Issie followed suit, we laughed like madmen at that moment. Not caring for the collateral damage we caused.
The balance breakers melted off but we kept laughing, standing up I went over to his crater and helped Issie up. "That was insane, fun, but insane," I told him, he nodded. "We need to do that more often. That was awesome." Issie said back.
I agreed, not noticing a small screen until we entered the airport and sat down. Pulling it up with my mind I read it.
Balance breaker leveled up. Random stat, strength. +5 strength for training with an equal dragon.
Well, that's a nice surprise. I dismissed the screen with a flick of the tongue. I played on my phone while waiting for Irina's plane. 'Oh yeah, Xenovia is coming to. Yeah..that's gonna be fun.' I thought as my Digimon smacked down the enemy player. 'Digimon is great.' turning off the app before I got sucked in too much. Especially with what Ragnorak did with Bioshock 2. 'I'll only take that risk when I know I can.' I thought, putting away my phone. We talked about what we're gonna do, then we come up with a plan
I heard the plane before I saw it land, that must be her. We get up and wait by the plane entrance, it wasn't long until I spotted pigtails sticking over the crowd. Poking Issie I used Shadow walk to get behind her, Xenovia was right next to her as I suspected. Issie flags them down and since I was Irina's shadow I was catapulted with her, as she jumped to hug Issie.
"Issie! It's been so long!" She yelled while hugging the life out of him. He replied in the typical Issie fashion. By groping her.
"I know. I can actually tell you're a girl now." He said with a slightly perverted grin. Irina of course squealed but instead of, you know, kicking his ass she just hugs him tighter.
"Oh, poor issue! Living with those bad devils made you like this! Don't worry, with the power of the lord I'll fix you!" She squeezes the poor man.
"I'm afraid they didn't have anything to do with how he turned out Irina." I stepped out of her shadow. Irina turned around before Xenovia could and she tackled me. I managed to keep my balance. "Mo-Mo! It's so good to see you again! You look so much better than when we were kids." I patted her head and pulled her off. "Yep, and guess what? I'm officially cancer free." I even did a small bow to add to the theatrical effect.
Irina's eyes widened, as did her grin, and she started jumping for joy, taking my, and Issie's hands as she jumped. "My prayers worked! They worked! They worked!" She squealed happily as my arm was starting to get tired of getting yanked everywhere. Irina stopped jumping and put her hands together. "Thank you o heavenly father for saving my friend's life and curing him of his fatal ailment." I felt that warm and fuzzy feeling again like I did when Asia prayed. Issie also got the pain of prayer at his head. He flinched slightly but otherwise didn't feel it.
I glanced down and saw Xenovia's Excalibur destruction just peeking out of her robe. I simply gave the wrapped up holy blade a strange look before shaking it off. "So where are you gonna sleep?" Issie asked, also taking note of the holy blades.
"Oh! The church gave us some money to stay at a hotel in Kuoh, that's where you two live right?" Irina asked I nodded. I could feel Xenovia's stare on my back, it was creepy! "Well then. We should be off, now is there a cab system we can take?" Xenovia asked, Irina was about to answer but I interjected.
"We can fly you there, can't we Issie?" I asked him, Issie grinned and nodded. We led them outside, my wings came out on command as did Issie's. Irina was at first looking at my wings with sparkles in her eyes and then she saw Issie's and had a more curious look. She hopped on his back as Xenovia did the same for me.
'Thank God for my armor being thick enough I can only feel her weight.' I thought with a sigh. Going up I could Issie struggling with a nosebleed, and I wish I could blame that entirely on his perverted persona. Though with how the church dresses these girls, in latex rubber no less, really makes me question their purity of mind, soul, and body.
"You just had a heretical thought about the church didn't you reaper?" Xenovia asked me, I shrug. "Is it heresy if it's the truth?" I countered I didn't need to look back to know I pissed her off. "I am-" "One of the church's chosen with a piece of Excalibur on your back. I know, I can feel its power with that paper on, hell, even Issie a low tired devil could sense it." I told her, now that shut her up. I was, of course, lying out my ass, I couldn't even feel it's weight let alone the power it holds. I only noticed it because it was poking out the back of her robes, I'm guessing Issie also tracked my line of sight and found the Excalibur that way. Or he can actually feel their holy energy, he is a devil after all.
"...what do you intend to do with that information?"
"Nothing as long as you don't mess with my friends or me. Do that and we'll get along great; wielder of Durandal." I told her, now that got a gasp out of her. I could tell she had a thousand questions but she wisely didn't ask. I wouldn't know how I would even answer her.
The rest of the flight was quiet and calm. We dropped them off by a nice hotel in Kuoh, just as promised. As I stood up to stretch my back, Irina launched a surprise hug and I fell on my butt because of it. "It was so good to see you again, we should definitely hang out." I hug her back and see another arcana screen going up.
Congrats. You have discovered the wheel of fate!
Rank 1/10
Effects: childhood friend. When hanging out there is a chance of reminiscing over the past together. +5 to wisdom and luck when this happens.
Sweet, never seen this arcana before. We waved bye to Irina and Xenovia and walked off.
Except we ran into an invisible wall the moment we tried to walk away. "What the heck?!" I screamed. Looking back I saw Irina and Xenovia also struggling against an invisible wall. "What is this magic?" Xenovia questioned, trying to push through but to no effect. Then I got a screen.
Invasion event active, pulling Gamer's party towards the invader.
'What?! What the hell is this thing! An invasion?! How?' so many thoughts and no answers, then I remembered that screen where Ragnorak mentioned something about doors being opened. "What's happening Mores?" Issie questioned, as we were lifted above the ground against our will.
"Something is pulling us to fight them! I don't know who though!" I tell him my best guess. We float for a few more moments and I watch in mild horror as the ground earth and sky went white before it was reshaped into a battle arena for the masses. Except the masses were hive, oh god. We're in a hive nest!
"What is this place?" Xenovia asked, frantically looking around as the skutles of the lesser hive could be heard above us. "It's not good I can tell you that," I told her, my summons on the cusp of reality, and scythe drawn and ready. Did making that deal with Xol cause this outcome? No! I can't think about that now, I need to figure out who we're fighting.
Screams I recognize from the first destiny echoed across the room as lesser hive flooded the room. "What-" "No time just start killing." I cut Irina off. Thrall running up from behind, spinning on my heel I slashed it in two. Holy swords came singing out behind as they diced knights and acolytes, a few wizards came from behind but Cerberus gobbled them up. Wraith appeared next to me and helped me cut down the assorted lesser hive. That scream filled the arena again and I knew her name. The will of Crota.
"Okay guys we need to form up, the boss is coming," I told them, the summons, of course, the first to respond to my commands, Issie followed suit and Irina as well. Xenovia was the only one who didn't want to be a part of my plannings. "Xenovia! What are you doing?! Get over here now before-" Irina didn't have the chance to finish as a scream greater than all we've heard so far combined shook the entire arena.
An ascendant wizard floated from the east, colored gray but the sands of the moon but robes of vibrant orange and brown. She's taller than I would've imagined, but maybe it's her curled horns that curl upwards rather than down. Veiny, spider-like arms that connect with small palm and two talons pure hand, perfect for angling shots. Bright cobalt eyes a buzz with arc energy. 'Observe.' I thought, trying to get a read on her.
Omnigul.
Level: 400
Titles: Will Of Crota. Ascendant wizard
Bio: The Omnigul, Will of Crota is an Ascendant hive wizard and the consort of the Hive god Crota; she is also the mother and leader of the Spawn of Crota. As such she can summon the Spawn of Crota through various portals around this arena.
Okay, she's weaker than Nokris, if just barely, that means I can win. I just need a calm, collected plan.
"Die demon!" Xenovia roared and leaped at the consort of Crota. Omnigul smirked and grabbed the holy blade between her fingers. Xenovia was shocked, as was I. 'She shouldn't be able to hold it! Demons can't-' I cut myself off. The nature of the ascendant hive and the very fact that hive aren't demons by this world's laws means… 'the sword doesn't consider her a demon, it considers her a divine being!' My brain snapping to that conclusion.
Using Death's grasp I rip the holy blade, and by extension Xenovia, away from Omnigul before the sword makes that think it's new wielder. Xenovia lands on her feet and sends me a grateful look. "Don't let her grab your holy swords, the blades don't consider her a devil they consider her divinity." Xenovia and Irina looked at the creature in shock. I take a deep breath and think. my balance breaker can't be used, my high council is still on cooldown from last night, so what do I have left?
"Call to arms!" I yell, a banner appearing in my hands and I slammed that bastard down as hard as I could, disintegrating lesser hive around us and pushing Omnigul back. I became the witch king once more, the Nazgul lining up beside my other two summons.
"Kill the witch, focus all attacks on her, bring me her head. Whichever works for you, just target her and only her." I ordered the Nazgul. They nodded and leaped at her
[Bgm, Omnigul theme. Bungie]
The fight with the demi-goddess truly began. She screamed and launch bolts of lighting at my party, bringing up a wall of pure shadow I blocked the attack, the Nazgul jump off the ceiling and go for her throat, she grabs the one to her further Tsz left and uses it to smack away the others. The one in her hand wiggles free and stabs her in the eye. She screams as her shield was worthless against the weaponry of the nine. She smacked the ringwraith down but couldn't finish it off, I used her shadow to shackle her and throw her around the room. The power of the witch king making my control of shadows so much stronger. I release my hold of her shadow and used the other shadows to form a golem in the in the shape ascendant knights that I killed. They raised their axes but she destroyed them with her arc magics.
I jump back with the rest of my men but we went right into the clutches of the Fist of Crota. I didn't even notice him until I learned why he was called the Fist of Crota and got supermanned punched out of the air by the knight. Rolling backward I drew one of the many swords of the lesser hive I collected. He drew his own blade and we clashed, my blade shattered against his. Stopping the blade before it bisected me I used the flow of the dark and plummeted the sword downwards into the dark. I Thorn bound the knight and glanced back to see how the others were doing.
Better than I was, the Nazgul were working with Issie and Irina to bring Omnigul to her knees and slashing her up. Xenovia was even doing her part and just destroying the lesser hive. 'Excalibur's are so broken.' I thought. It then hit me I had an Excalibur of my own. "I'm such an idiot." I murmur. Hearing the fist of Crota groan and the sound of magical explosions I figured the thorns did their job.
Smoking from all parts of his body, the Fist managed to stand without kneeling. Opening my inventory I drew Excalibur Nightmare, it didn't burn my hands nor did it feel to light. Good. The Fist propelled himself at me, his blade coming down to carve me in half, it was a shame he was so slow. I did a little hop to meet him halfway, I angle the blade down and then when I saw my target I sliced upwards with every ounce of strength I had.
I cut through his arms like melted butter, he didn't even have a chance to reach the floor. Using the air to propel myself just over his neck I ignited the air behind me and thrust the blade through the neck, and the moment it went in I snapped it's neck to finish it off.
The Fist of Crota disintegrated shortly thereafter. Omnigul saw the death of her general and screamed in fury. Sheathing the Excalibur in my inventory to keep at least the church girls unaware I turned around to Omnigul and made a come hither motion. Her eyes exploded with arc energy, summoning the strength to shake off all that covered her and dashed towards me, darkness and arc energy pooling to exterminate me.
I drew another sword from my inventory, Willbreaker, and pointed forwards with it. I wasn't swinging it, I was just pointing the sharp bit at a rapidly approaching person. Omnigul's eyes widened upon the sight of Oryx's blade and she tried so hard to slow down, but she wasn't fast enough. It punched through her stomach, so much so it fell out the other end. Now, before she disappeared, I used her shadow once more. Instead of making a shackle I created a perfect echo replica of Oryx. My golem brought the blade up, just as Omnigul turned around.
I could tell she was shocked, but she wouldn't get the chance to counter strike because. "End it." The golem sliced her right down the middle, it shattered as a result of being too weak to properly wield the blade.
" K. . W. I that much of a…" she disintegrated before she could finish her last thought. Picking up the blade and shaking off the Hive dust I put it back where it belonged. Dismissing my Call to arms skill so I can at least appear normal.
[Bgm end]
Event completed, Invasion thwarted! For the death of his commander and consort, you have been marked for death by Crota, Son of Oryx. Have fun!
"The fuck does that mean?!" I yelled at the screen. Nobody knew what I was screaming at and the world we fought them in melted away to reveal where we once were.
"Is that it? Are we safe now?" Irina asked me, more than a little shaken up on what just happened. To that, I shrugged. "I don't sense the magic that brought us to that hell hole, so I'm sure we're okay for now," I tell her, making up the bullshit on sensing the magic. Yet it calmed Irina down so it worked!
"What were those things?" Xenovia asked us, to that I also shrugged and said I had no idea what they are. As far as I can tell the Destiny games don't exist here, sadly, not even my own stash I couldn't find them. That's well over two hundred hours just gone.
"Well, I'll see you tomorrow," I told them and flew off before something else happened. "I can't believe we won that easily," I told my sacred gear. {It must be because it wasn't you and your summons}
"Perhaps, but I wonder what loot and other goodies I got!" I was honestly a little excited, I got a lot of good stuff after fighting Nokris, and I can't wait to see what I get for beating two of Crota's strongest. I noticed a small screen in the corner of my eyesight, pulling it up I read it-
Due to being marked for death by Crota. All items, stats, and Exp for both levels and skills have been taken hostage by the Son of Oryx. You will regain your respective property when you put Crota to the sword.
-and saw red immediately afterward. The sky erupted in black flames as columns of black lighting touched the earth around me. "I'M GONNA KILL THAT SON OF A BITCH IF IT'S THE LAST THING I DO! HOW DARE HE TAKE MY SHIT! I DESTROY HIM, HIS THRONE WORLD, AND EVERYTHING HE EVER CARED FOR!"
I roared in a voice that wasn't exactly mine but felt so fucking right. "He's gonna die! The second I get the chance I'm gonna jump into the fray and show him why screwing with me IS THE BIGGEST MISTAKE OF HIS PITIFUL EXISTENCE!"