Noah emerged from the debris, his radiant form shining like a miniature sun. The darkness that Eve had cast upon the battlefield with the destruction of the light orbs was instantly dispelled by Noah's presence. He exuded an undeniable aura of the God of Light, absorbing the arch and celestial energy that surrounded him. With this surge of power, the energy dome encasing Rivertown cracked and shattered, unable to contain Noah's divine might.
Meanwhile, Michael activated the death range, causing the surrounding area to plunge into darkness. Storm clouds roiled above him, unleashing thunderous claps and torrential rain. The opposing forces of intense light and pitch-black darkness clashed, setting the stage for the ultimate battle between the God of Light and the God of Darkness.
Noah's gaze fell upon the mummified remains of Norvin, lying lifeless on the ground below Michael. A profound anger welled up within Noah, resonating with a powerful hum that reverberated throughout the battlefield. The sound was so intense that it caused everyone, including Eve and Gaya, to cover their ears in agony. The impact was immense, knocking the beastmen, vampires, and all airborne fighters to the ground, their bodies trembling in response.
The humming sound triggered a chaotic response from the undead. The alpha undead lost control over their minions, unleashing a bloodthirsty frenzy. The undead charged recklessly, attacking the Skyhall angels, beastmen, dwarves, and anyone unfortunate enough to be in their path.
However, just as the undead were about to descend upon Noah's army, a shockwave emanated from Noah's body, altering the very fabric of gravity in the battlefield. Suddenly, the undead and other combatants were rendered weightless, suspended in mid-air, their movements suspended by this extraordinary force.
"That is a surprising power,"
Michael remained calm and composed, unfazed by the gravity-altering power unleashed by Noah. As a god himself, the fluctuating forces had no effect on him. Hovering in the sky, their eyes locked, the contrast between Noah's boiling anger and Michael's unwavering composure was stark. The radiance surrounding Noah concealed the turmoil brewing within him, leaving Michael unaware of the changes beneath the surface.
With a taunting tone, Michael goaded Noah, "What are you waiting for, Noah?" However, before his words could dissipate, Noah vanished from his position, reappearing behind Michael in a blink. An instinctual jolt surged through Michael as he felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end. Reacting swiftly, he activated his lightning dash, swiftly evading Noah's incoming punch by mere inches. Noah's fist struck the empty air, releasing a shockwave of incredible force that dispersed the storm clouds, revealing the resplendent moon and stars once more.
Michael had little time to react as Noah immediately lunged at him once again. The clash between their powers created an extraordinary phenomenon in the sky, where light and darkness wrestled for dominance, casting an eerie gray hue over the battlefield. The opposing forces struggled to overpower each other, but their equilibrium remained unbroken. Amidst the clash, Noah's sole focus was on his consuming rage, his determination to kill his brother, the Dark Lord, unwavering.
A fleeting foxy smile graced Michael's face before swiftly vanishing in the heat of battle.
"I'm going to end your life!" Noah's enraged scream echoed through the air as he relentlessly unleashed a barrage of punches. Some strikes found their mark on Michael's body, causing bones to crack under the force. However, thanks to the advanced healing properties of his APD-integrated armor, restorative potions coursed through Michael's bloodstream, mending his injuries in real-time.
A wicked smirk formed on Michael's lips as he taunted, "What happened to your no-kill rule?"
With lightning-fast reflexes, he caught Noah's incoming fist mid-air, countering with a rapid series of punches to Noah's gut. Raising his hand, Michael unleashed a deadly combination of lightning and dark flames, propelling Noah through the air. Blood trickled from Noah's mouth as he was engulfed by the luminous aura surrounding him, yet he remained undeterred, dashing towards Michael once more.
Noah charged with a thunderous roar, his mouth aglow with radiant light. As he bellowed, the light erupted from his gaping maw, materializing into a colossal ethereal dragon crafted from pure luminosity. The sight of the magnificent dragon stunned all onlookers, their attention drawn skyward. The beast's ferocious roar resounded through the battlefield as it soared towards Michael, jaws poised to snap shut.
Undeterred by the imminent threat, Michael, the God of Darkness, demonstrated his unwavering prowess. In the face of such battles, he pushed his limits, honing his skills to perfection. Seizing the moment, Michael activated Silenes, causing time to slow down within his vicinity. Swiftly ascending into the sky, he soared above the luminous dragon before diving with the Doomsbringer gripped tightly in his hand. With a resounding impact, the Doombringer collided forcefully with the dragon's head, unleashing a deafening clap of thunder that reverberated across the battlefield. The shockwave annihilated countless trees in a half-mile radius, leaving destruction in its wake.
With the cracking of the dragon's head, Noah seized the opportunity and sprang into action. Summoning swords forged from pure light and radiant flames, he prepared to face Michael head-on. Sensing the impending danger, Michael swiftly hurled his Doomsbringer towards Noah, who deftly evaded the incoming attack.
Simultaneously, Michael extended his hands towards the ground, causing the dark swords to tremble before launching them skyward. The clash between the two godly forces intensified as Noah unleashed lightning-fast sword strikes, pushing himself to the limits of his speed and agility. Undeterred, Michael tapped into the full potential of Silenes, slowing down time within his bubble of influence. Yet even in this slowed-down state, Noah's movements remained lightning-quick, making it a formidable challenge for Michael to evade his onslaught.
Amidst the flurry of sword slashes, Noah managed to land a cut on Michael's shoulder. Although the armor absorbed most of the blow, the searing light flames managed to breach the defenses, leaving a burning wound that elicited a grimace from Michael.
Recognizing the need for a decisive move, Michael made a calculated risk. He intentionally allowed Noah's sword to slice across his chest, using the opportunity to grab hold of Noah's wrists. Locked in a fierce face-off, the two brothers exerted their godly strength against one another, their eyes locked in a battle of wills.
Regret seeping through his voice, Noah gritted his teeth as he spoke to Michael. The realization of his mistake lingered in his words, "I made a mistake by letting you live. I regret that."
With a snicker, Michael taunted Noah, reveling in his change of heart. "Atta boy, now you realize you shouldn't let your enemies live. I am glad you are finally seeing things."
Determined to make his point, Noah retorted, "You are not my enemy. You are a curse to the whole world." Unleashing his frustration, Noah launched a powerful headbutt towards Michael, who in turn cracked his neck and reciprocated with a headbutt of his own.
As the two brothers clashed, each headbutt sent shockwaves rippling through the sky, cracking the ground beneath them. In the midst of their confrontation, Neela and Olivia soared through the sky, witnessing the cataclysmic battle between two godly beings. Olivia carried the two god-killing arrows entrusted to her by Noah, a strategic move to prevent the Dark Lord from gaining complete control.
In a split second, the dark swords defied the gravity distortion caused by Noah's power. Sensing the opening, Michael released Noah's wrists, swiftly grasping one of the dark swords and driving it into Noah's gut. Simultaneously, a sharp pain surged through Michael's own abdomen, realizing that Noah had retaliated by plunging a sword into his own gut. The momentary stillness was shattered by the intensity of their shared pain.
A searing pain tore through their stomachs, causing blood to trickle down the darkened sky. Ominous thunders rumbled and lightning streaks illuminated the battlefield. From his castle, Andohr sensed the weakening of the barrier and erupted into maniacal laughter, hoping that the God of Darkness and God of Light would destroy each other, shattering the barrier that kept him from reaching the realm of gods.
With a firm grip on their swords, Michael and Noah drove the blades deeper into each other's bodies. In a desperate move, Michael raised his other hand, releasing a dense cloud of poison from a contraption built into his palm. The noxious fumes engulfed Noah's face, momentarily disorienting him and giving Michael an opportunity to grasp the second dark sword suspended in the air.
However, before the second blade could find its mark, Olivia appeared unexpectedly, seizing Michael's hand. With tear-filled eyes and a voice filled with regret, Olivia addressed her teacher, "I am sorry, teacher." Neela, who had brought Olivia to the battlefield, witnessed the anguish in Olivia's expression. It was clear that betraying her teacher pained Olivia to the core.
Taking advantage of the distraction caused by Olivia's intervention, Noah swiftly flicked his wrist, producing a god-killing arrow. With a resolute determination, he plunged the arrow through Michael's heart, dealing a decisive blow.
As the god-killing arrow pierced through Michael's heart, a deafening thunderclap reverberated through the air, causing the entire world to tremble in response. The oceans, once restless with crashing waves, stilled in an eerie silence, as if paying homage to the monumental moment taking place above.
In the midst of the charged atmosphere, lightning bolts erupted across the darkened sky, illuminating the heavens with their brilliant flashes. The bolts crackled with raw energy, as if mirroring the intense clash between light and darkness unfolding before the eyes of gods and mortals alike. It was a sight that struck awe and fear into the hearts of those who witnessed it.
With the god of darkness struck by the god-killing arrow, a profound stillness settled over the battlefield. In a surge of determination, Noah seized another god-killing arrow and swiftly plunged it through Michael's gut, deepening the wound. As the arrow tore through flesh and sinew, a visceral spray of blood erupted from Michael's gut, splashing across the sky in a macabre display. The crimson liquid tainted his lips, trickling down his mouth in a chilling stream.
Michael's eyes widened, a mix of agony and disbelief flickering within them. The pain coursed through his body, intensifying with each passing moment. Yet, despite the torment, a sinister smile twisted across his face, a cruel testament to his indomitable spirit.
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