Chapter 681 An Old God
Gratz evaded Erste's strike but he did not look pleased as he did so. What Gratz wanted to do was show the difference between him and Erste, at first he was going to block Erste's attack with one hand but as Erste's fist was about to hit him he actually avoided the strike. Gratz didn't want to do that, but his instincts told him to dodge. Even now as he continued dodging what he really wanted to do was to stop Erste's attack but he could not.
"Is this your so-called elegant way?"
"As you can see even if my dance partner is like a wild boar I can still move so elegantly."
It was true Gratz was evading Erste's attacks like he was on a dance floor. It was a mix of ballet and a waltz. Still, this wasn't what Gratz wanted to happen. Right now Gratz wanted to counter and he had a lot of times when he could do so, but every time he was about to make a move his instincts kept on screaming at him telling him not to do it. In fact, a part of him was telling him to take out his weapon while another part of him was telling him to run away.
Gratz could not understand why he was feeling such things. He who had seen so much, who has lived so long, and has battled all throughout without backing down actually had the thought of running away. Noticing the subtle changes on Gratz's face Erste sighed.
"Why don't you take out your weapon?"
"There's no need to take out my weapon."
"Really now."
When that unknown voice sounded in their ears, Erste and Gratz quickly went into defensive positions as they stood side by side. Gratz had already gotten out his rapier as he stared in the direction where the voice came from.
Gratz was not able to perceive the person approaching him, which only meant one of two things either the person had a powerful cloaking ability or the other party was way more powerful than Gratz.
"I wanted to see if you're fighting was going to get interesting but I was wrong."
The one who appeared before the two was someone who looked like he or she could be a man or a woman, even the voice made it even more confusing. The only thing Gratz was sure of was that the other party was a God.
"So you're the New God that has hunted down every human without fail even those that already have mana." Gratz started a conversation while observing the God before him.
"What you said sounds a little wrong."
"What do you mean?"
"You make it sound like I killed other kinds of humans aside from those that have mana. No, the only humans I kill are those who have pillaged mana from the New Gods."
When Gratz heard what the God before him said his entire body tensed up as he slightly stepped forward, on the other hand, Erste was getting excited the more tense the situation got.
"Hoh, it seems that you are a rather powerful New God."
"That's another misunderstanding. You see, New Gods hunt normal humans, on the other hand, I am someone who hunts down humans that have killed New Gods. So what do you think that makes me?"
"... Are you an Old God?"
"That is correct, I am indeed what you may call an Old God, a being created by an Ancient God the direct creation of the ORIGIN, which is similar to you humans, but unlike you humans the Ancient Gods my direct creators are beings with great powers, on the other hand, you humans are weak creatures, imperfect beings."
"That is true, we humans may be imperfect, and may have nothing... But... That is also the reason why we can strive for an unattainable perfection all the while trying to hold anything we can grasp in this empty hands of ours."
"You see, that there is what I hate about you humans. Oh right, it's not just me almost all the Old Gods hate you humans. You who have been blessed by being created by the ORIGIN, by being loved by the ORIGIN more so than any other creation, you humans who are worthless! How come you humans get so much and yet we who are closer to the ORIGIN get nothing."
"Is that why you so-called Gods created this hunting game, because of jealousy? Is killing humans whom you call worthless so satisfying? Heh, how inelegant that is. I have been fighting your kind for more than four centuries and I did always wonder why you guys try to hunt us, but now that I'm hearing your reason it makes me feel embarrassed for you. I already knew that you so-called Gods are inelegant beings with no sense of honor, but this is quite a shocking revelation."
"What honor should we give for you humans? You deserve no such thing, the only thing you humans deserve is to be the playthings of us Gods."
"I see, so that's how you so-called Gods see it. I might not know who this ORIGIN is, whether it's the creator or not, but I think I understand why the ORIGIN loves us more than you. What parent wants a whiny child like you." This time it was Erste who spoke.
"..." The Old God became quiet, there was silence for several seconds before a sudden pressure assaulted Gratz and Erste.
"Normally I would have given you two a chance like all the others by playing a game first, and if you won the game I would let you live for one more day, but now I changed my mind. The two of you especially you." The Old God pointed at Erste. "Have truly angered me, so not only am I going to kill you two, but before that, I will torture you two until you beg me to gift you death's sweet release."
Gratz stepped forward hiding Erste behind him. At this time he was thinking of some way to escape, all while observing the Old God's every movement. It was at this moment, that Erste suddenly charged forward shocking both Gratz and the Old God.
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