Chapter 58: [Its Easy To Kill A God - 1] (1/2)
Naraga's body went up in flames as The Demon glared his fire red eyes at him.
”Yapping in front of the FLAME BERSERKER is equal to DEATH...My friend”
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Demon Marcus danced his way to the burning Naraga. He reached his ears as he bend over.
”Stop acting..Let's Just start the fight....KEKEKEKEKEKEK”
The Fire puffed as Naraga's burning fist sped towards the demon's cheekbone. With a flash the Demon who claimed to be The Flame Berserker dodged the attack.
Demon Marcus travelled through air and was behind Naraga in a second, Naraga was still on the rebound of his punch. The Heavenly Demon was way too fast for the God's eyes.
The Demon leaned his chin on the Fire Sentinal's back as he smiled wide like a maniac.
”You are pathetically weak for the standards of a God”
The Demon chuckled. His chuckle rang inside the god enraging Naraga as his veins popped in uncontrollable rage.
The One thing he hated to hear was someone saying he was weak.
The Flame berserker was still laughing when Naraga grabbed his Hand and broke it. The Chrack echoed throughout the burning land.
Naraga took a step back as The Demon still kept on laughing holding his broken hand. The God Naraga hurled his most powerful fireball attacks one by one at him.
The Fireballs hit The Demon's body and quickly evaporated. The Rings on his body seemed to glow a reddish color, just like Lava from a recent eruption.
Naraga let out a Confused groan and jumped back 10 meters. The broken hand of the Demon popped and wriggled as it regenerated.
The Demon brought his hand close to his mouth and licked blood which was smeared on his fingers.
Naraga's eyes shot up as his right shoulder tinged in pain. He turned slowly to the side where it was paining.
His hands trembled when he saw a deep cut which had almost separated his hand from his body.
Naraga writhed in pain as he bent down on his knees holding his almost separated hand, It was regenerating slowly. This was the perfect moment to attack but Naraga's fear increased as he saw the Demon dancing with his eyes closed. His hands swayed in the air and his leg moved stylishly accordingly to some inaudible beat of Demon Music.
”Man...I am in love with this body”
The Flame Berserker chuckled as he opened his right eye. He closed it yet again as he winked his open eye at Naraga who was still gritting his teeth tightly as he silently screamed in pain.
”So..Brat.....I'll give you my power...make sure you use it well. Just wake me up when you think you can't handle someone”
The Demon said to the lost soul inside his body. It was Marcus's. He wasn't dead yet!!.
”But why'd you help me??..You got a body for yourself now..why would you throw away the new freedom you have??”
The fading voice of Marcus echoed inside the Demon and he smiled in return.
”Marcus...I've lived to that very extent that I just lost interest in living anymore....That's why I gave up my freedom to those 50 supreme gods just so that I could be captured...It still makes me laugh when those gods thought they caught me with their own power..KEKEKEKEK”
”Supreme Gods??”
Marcus asked him, confused..He had heard Lower Gods and Higher Gods but it was the first time he was hearing 'a Supreme God'.
”Ah..Yes, they are the highest ranking out of all those Gods....And there waere a total of 50 of them..FIFTY..FIVE, ZERO....OF THEM WHO CAME TO CAPTURE ME WHEN I CRASHED THEIR PALACE....Those desperate faces makes me crack up whenever I think about them...And yeah there was this another Brat..Golden haired..You might know him right...After all he was the one who gave you my blood.”