Chapter 46 - Heaven Over Hope Part One: Ouroboros Hellfire (1/2)
”I see, so it isn't negotiable.” MF pouted, although deep inside she was actually really nervous. MF never would've thought that she was going to match with someone from underworlder.
Tuli was an exception, because of how easy she was to manipulate. MF also managed to capture Damascus' mana level.
And it was ten thousand times denser than the battle puppets back then.
”It would be more demeriting for you to follow us to the underworld, especially not without a capable lawyer backing up upon this matter.” Damascus summoned a giant battle puppet three times the size of her magnificent throne. ”Killing Tuli will not do either.”
The battle puppets have wide shoulders with bigger arms compared to a normal humanoid anatomy. It only had an upper torso as the end of its spine dangled. The exterior was more robotic than the earlier two battle puppets. Not to mention, this gigant had four mana cores that were four times stronger than the former.
As enormous as it was, the new battle puppet was blocking the sunlight from above. Damascus had the higher ground.
”Do you really want to take this approach?” MF said. ”It is true that I don't have enough wealth to pay for her debt… But being a mule doesn't mean that you need to be a rock head to throw spit at a higher predator.”
”Lord Ouroboros, I'm not a mule. My will and determination are akin to a whole army! I might be a rock head, but it would be a coal to fuel my intention to fight if you are about to choose violence over yielding to the other side.”
MF definitely didn't want to be brought to the Underworld. Surely, only a being of a higher hierarchy in power could go back and forth from Neamh to that wretched place, MF hasn't reached that yet.
She didn't want her painstaking effort of conquering the Gaia Citadel to go to waste; surrendering was not an option.
”Is that it? To resist a divine intervention!?” MF spreaded the blood on her wings to shoot a straight line in a random direction except the above, connecting to the mountains in a half second. The blast of the speeding blood strings at the size of a finger was enough to create a minic sonic boom.
Tuli managed to avoid these, sadly.
When the catastrophic blood-lines reached the core of the mountains, it sprawled to envelop that whole mountain.
Slowly, MF mildly crushed every mountain in the vicinity like a strengthening grip on a grape. The rumble was so loud that every life forms were soaring in fear or running away without knowing the cause. Calamities or non Calamities, all of them were grasping their thread of life with unfathomable fear.
Intimidation.
When there was no path for negotiation to reach a preferable outcome, convincing a stubborn person from the other side with striking glare and menacing air was the superior way. Only the one with the most vibrant flare would win without a physical clash—when fighting fair was impossible, it was better to bluff her way to the winner's rightful heir.
Damascus flinched, closing her eyes to reassure herself again before grinning like a psychopath, opening her arms dastardly to welcome her challenger in this imminent fate.
”THEN WHAT IF I CAN'T!? I WON'T GO BACK WITHOUT A GRAND FEAST!”
”YOU DARE!? AN UNDERWORLDER LIKE YOU!?”
”WILL IT BE DEITIES OR COSMIC OVERSEER, I WON'T DECLINE ANY KIND OF INVITATION TO A GRAND DEATH!”
'So intimidation won't do, huh.”
MF's brain cells were meticulously trying to figure out the next move. For the sake of convenience, please imagine a council table of numerous chibis versions of MF arguing with each other.
'Who is recommending the use of intimidation again?'
'I told you that intimidation won't work!'
'Fool! Buffoon! Idiot! Moron!'
'Let's kill Tuli.'