Chapter 222: A tale of a mans middle finger (a) (1/2)

Tyler had already lost his sanity when the ritual began, so he couldn't even feel the tremendous change taking place inside of his body.

He was becoming dozens, if not hundreds of times more powerful than before!

If he could feel what was happening, he would've laughed at the top of his lungs as he would've thought that there was no way Elliot would be able to survive against such a powerful version of his body.

As his strength increased, Tyler's body continued to inflate, going from the size of the boulder to the size of a whole mountain! He had become so big that even the strongest monsters looked like babies in front of him. Heck, even Grace only reached his knees. Elliot, on the other hand, was as small as its toe!

Although he was nothing more than a bug when compared to the basilisk version of Tyler, and even the titan's fart could squash him, there was not a single hint of worry in his eyes.

”Hurry up and bring it on.”

While saying those words ever so arrogantly, Elliot raised his head ever so gracefully to take a glance at the monster that Tyler had become. In his bright eyes, the figure of a giant with gray and red patterns all over it got reflected. It was standing tall and might in between heaven and earth. It's shoulder wide enough to support the crumbling skies and its strength great enough to destroy the entire land.

Hearing his words, the still titan smiled and looked down at him.

Before it could say anything, Elliot added, ”To prove how gracious I am, I will let you make you the first move.”

At the same time, he extended a middle finger towards the giant that was no longer Tyler but the avatar of the serpentine devil.

Killing it would be the same as ripping out a part of its flesh; the same goes for hurting it.

Elliot wanted to do both, and he also wanted to do it in an overbearing and insulting manner.

”I will only use my middle finger to block your attack!”

His mighty finger was pointing towards the sky, sticking out like a sore loser in a crowd of cool guys.

The expression of the titan instantly twisted, calmness and joy replaced with a desire to kill.

Elliot's words were a slap to its face, and it desired nothing more than to squish this ant in the worst way possible.

”Who said that I am even going to allow you to use even a single part of your body to defend against my attack?! You think too highly of yourself, little ant!”

The titan had just finished saying its words when Elliot saw its eyes turning red.

No!

It was bleeding!

”On my existence as the great serpent of madness and the master of destruction, I curse you to become the target of my ire and strip you, a mere mortal, from your rights to control your body as you like.”

As it said those words, devilish chimes rang in the eternal snow zone. Darkness enveloped everything as black clouds swirled above many heads, making them feel that doom was about to descend. The two eyes of the titan appeared to look like magnificence moons hanging in the air. And out of them, four drops of massive blood drop seeped out. The moment they came in contact with oxygen, they evaporated, turning into a crimson mist that permeated the fabric of reality itself.

”W-what the hell?!

”Why have I lost control of my body?!”