Eternal Saṃsāra: The Wanderer of Worlds, Book 2

[216] No, Quetzalcoatl?!

Chapter 216: No, Quetzalcoatl?!

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Quetzalcoatl soared through the sky, her wings shimmering with an aura of divine power. In her hybrid form, her eyes were locked onto Malakar, the Clown of Chaotic Catastrophe, whose maniacal laughter echoed across the battlefield. She laughed with him, her divine visage opposing his grotesque clown attire that fluttered in the wind as he floated mid-air, surrounded by a flurry of maddened illusionary clowns.

"Come on, lizard! Show me what you've got!" Malakar taunted, his voice dripping with malevolence. He twirled a dagger between his fingers, the blade glinting menacingly, while his other hand threw marbles at her.

Marbles grew in size, growing into mountains, and Quetzalcoatl's club shattered them into a million pieces. Her eyes narrowed. "You asked for it." With a powerful beat of her wings, she charged at him, her spiked club crackling with green lightning.

She swung the club with all her might, aiming for Malakar's head. The sky thundered, lending her more lightning to wield around her club.

Malakar's body twisted unnaturally as he dodged the attack, his waist bending backward, his laughter growing even louder. "Too slow!" he cackled, conjuring a massive balloon from thin air. With a snap of his fingers, the balloon too expanded to the size of a mountain, barreling toward Quetzalcoatl.

Quetzalcoatl dodged the balloon with a swift maneuver, her wings slicing through the air. She wasn't dumb to blow the balloon up, who knew what kind of gas that'd release? She countered with a barrage of lightning bolts, tapping into her Weather Divinity, each one aimed precisely at Malakar. The clown's laughter was briefly drowned out by the thunderous roar of her attacks.

"Not bad, lizard bitch," Malakar sneered, deflecting the lightning bolts with a flick of his wrist. He conjured more clowns, each made of energy and one armed with deadly weapons, and sent them charging at Quetzalcoatl. "Let's see how you handle this!"

Quetzalcoatl's eyes gleamed with power as she swung her club in a wide, out-reaching arc, smashing through the clowns with ease. "Kah! Is that all you've got? I thought we'd play for longer~ but at this rate, I might just end you," Quetzalcoatl in her childish, green-haired self looked at the enemy with defiance.

Malakar's grin widened. "Oh, we're just getting started!" He raised his hands, and the clouds around them began to multiply, warp, and twist. The soft clouds turned into a chaotic labyrinth, filled with traps and hazards.

Quetzalcoatl navigated the labyrinth with skill, her wings carrying her above the dangers. She unleashed a flood of fiery breath, incinerating the clowns that tried to attack her and clearing a path to Malakar. As she closed in on him, their eyes locked in a deadly stare.

Just as she was about to strike, Malakar's form began to grow, his body expanding until he towered over her. "How about now, lizard?" he roared, his voice booming like thunder. "Can you handle me now?"

Quetzalcoatl didn't falter, letting out a hearty laugh. She charged at him again, her club aimed at his head. "Bring it on!"

Their clash shook the battlefield, the impact of their blows creating shockwaves that rippled through the air. Quetzalcoatl fought with all her might, but Malakar's chaotic powers made him a formidable opponent. He twisted reality around them, turning the very air into a weapon, blades of sharpness that hurt just by moving.

The [Chaos Icon] over his head lent him crimson energy of destructive properties. Despite her strength, Quetzalcoatl began to feel the strain of the battle. Malakar's relentless assault pushed her to her limits, and she realized that she might not be able to win on her own.