Eternal Saṃsāra: The Wanderer of Worlds, Book 1

[142] And What Will You Do With Kokabiel?

Chapter 142: And What Will You Do With Kokabiel?

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I don't like Dragons.

I can tolerate serpentine ones, more so if they're blonde and green-scaled, thanks to my old friend from my 6th life, but that tolerance doesn't extend to lizards.

Fucking lizards.

The hate was especially emphasized right now as the Tiger Icon hovered in the sky.

"Get out of my way," I commanded, my patience wearing thin as I looked at the fool standing before Azazel. "I am not going to repeat myself."

"How arrogant for a human." Vali Lucifer appeared to be outdated, or perhaps just too arrogant to admit my status as a Demi-God. His smugness was unwarranted given the circumstances, it was a clear sign of ignorance, or perhaps he just felt that much superior to me being the descendant of the Original Lucifer.

The Armor of the White Dragon Emperor, the Divine Dividing, seems to have chosen a stupid little bastard as its host whose arrogance was as vast as his power.

I propelled myself forward, the air beneath my feet serving as a springboard, launching a punch with the intent to shatter his armor along with his arrogance. Vali, with a nonchalance that bordered on insult, merely raised an arm to block. He was not taking this as seriously as he rightfully should against an opponent who defeated Thor last night.

I suppose he's just that confident in his ability, the Divide Dividing.

Poor fool.

With a swift change in strategy, I redirected my assault downward, as if pulling into invisible strings from above.

"[White Tiger," I spelled an attack long unused. "Meteorite Shower]!"

The command unleashed a celestial barrage, meteorites of white flames bloomed into the sky and rained downward like the fall of a white sun. Where my punch didn't meet Vali's face, my Flaming White Meteorites did. They slammed into his armor, causing loud trumps to reverberate through the air.

The White Flames share attributes of cold and void; although most 'void' powers had a pitch-black tint to them, pure white worked the same.

I liked preserving my power when there was more than one enemy, but in Vali's case, I had to let loose a little. His ability was no joke, even for me.

Divine Dividing was an unbeatable power because it had no match in hacks besides the Boosted Gear. After all, Vali could divide the power of any attack, any person, and have it for himself. So I didn't didn't judge him for being confident in that ability.

However, how could one divide emptiness?

How do you halve the void? How do you reduce the strength of an attack that exists in a state of cold, unfathomable emptiness?

"Aggh!" Vali let out a groan, as the large balls of fire slammed into him with weight that emptiness shouldn't have. Vali's brilliant and imposing armor was not prepared for the odd nature of my attack. They slammed him into the ground.

The white flames were formed around hyper miniature black holes, that's where the weight came from. The impact of each meteorite was amplified by the presence of micro black holes. One by one, they struck, burying him under their weight, each of the impacts was a harbinger of destruction that resonated through the battlefield. The ground beneath him cratered, and his armor cracked under the relentless assault.

As the dust settled and the flaming meteorite shower faded, the aftermath was clear. Vali struggled beneath the weight of my attack, his armor compromised, revealing the toll taken on his physical form. Despite his resilience, the strain was evident, with dozens of cracks in the armor of the White Dragon Emperor.