Siva (Volume 4) The Book of Legends

Chapter 42: The Third God

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Chapter 42: The Third God
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Mefisto was looking down upon all living beings. His anger on his voice is betrayed by the calm look on his visage.

His chest calmly breathed, his jaggy hand that pointed down clenched on the black sphere.

The black sphere's black light escaped the spaces between his fist and at the moment that he opened his fist again, only a pitch black ball was left in there.

"All shall bow before me, the King of Hell."

The calm ghastly voice echoed on Hagrid's ears in three consecutive repetitions and his eyes widened when Mefisto pointed that small palm-sized black ball unto him.

He felt his skin tightened and his hairs stood on ends when everything in his vision was turned instantly black.

"Not good."

He murmured and slashed the axe in his hand.

A 50m wide black beam shot out from the black ball of light while Hagrid's slash brought forth an arching trail of a dim bluish-grey glow.

The arc expanded meeting the black beam of light and a bone-shattering thunderous explosion crushed every building behind Hagrid. Like hearing a 100g C4 explode one meter away from you, the magnitude of the explosive blast wave was enough to actually destroy all bones and crack any wall on your back.

And yet the intensity and destructive scale of Mefisto's black light beam when meeting its opposing element in the form of Hagrid's axe, was like the reaction of a mint candy falling on a drum of coke times 10 billion cubic meters.

Even the running members of The Archangel tumbled.

FlowerLord crashed on Cramer's chest as Loni, Cassiopeia, Samara, and the rest were rolling once or twice from the unexpected explosion.

"My God! Is this still allowed in the game?"

Even FlowerLord who was capable of unleashing an attack that can destroy a building couldn't help but stare wide-eyed at the expanding black fire up in the air.

But the attack wasn't finished. From the distance up in the air, black wings expanded and flapped as a raged voice echoed in all surroundings.

"Terran!"

Following that cry of anger was laughing voice that came from the expanding circle of black fire floating in the air.

"Hahahahaha! I knew it! I knew it! Is that all you're capable of?!"

When the jeering laughter came, the black fire dissipated and two giant arcs of bluish-black color rose to a whopping half kilometer size. It canceled the black fire and flew straight towards Mefisto, his black wings flapping ones and a booming reply echoed in full wrath.