A subtle pause happen when everything around them completely stopped, even the sound of the whole entire world was silenced by the energy that was concentrated on the Executor's claws.
It was similar to the silence before a big storm, the feeling was surreal.
Even the Witch of Chaos couldn't help but clenched her jaw tightly, her eyes bulged and spreads wide open as her gaze was fixed onto the Executor's claws which are the core that sucked the color from the surroundings.
Responding to the Executor's energy, the Witch of Chaos' yellow eye also glowed brightly.
No doubt inside her mind that this attack would be a devastating one capable of erasing her entire existence if she was not put her all into defending against it, she peeked her power to the absolute limit.
Garnering the experiences of the previous Witch of Chaos, she recognizes this attack.
Many living creatures in ancient times know that one of the Awakened's most powerful attacks was a spell combination with their spirit. If reached the absolute peak, the Awakened would be capable of using a spell called True Pneuma Spell.
An attack that was even capable of hurting the Supernaturals Origin.
Compared to the memories of the previous Witch of Chaos, this True Pneuma Spell doesn't have features or even a hundredth of the energy of the True Pneuma Spell the Executor cast in ancient times.
It was probably due to the limitation of the world, which is slowly collapsing.
But despite not having that much power compared to ancient times, this attack would no doubt be able to erase anyone that got hit by it from existence. The Executor is clearly not playing around with this attack.
Crack!
Out of nowhere, the ground underneath the Executor's feet cracked.
With an incredible speed that is way faster than what the Witch of Chaos can perceive, the Executor sprinted forward. Each of his steps decimated the ground, and the energy gathered by his claws was increasing rapidly.
The Executor is moving so fast that his entire body started to distort, becoming longer.
At this moment, no one can match the pace of his dash, he was moving faster than anything else in the area. Even the tiny pebbles that had been blasted away earlier seemed motionless in comparison as he blitzes past them. The Executor dashed freely without any restraint to his movement.
Swoosh!
It takes only a tiny fraction of a second that the Executor reaches the Witch of Chaos.
Upon reaching right in front of her, the energy cloaking the Executor's claws started taking a sharp shape that of a lance, turning his entire arm into a drilling weapon that can tear through anything it touches.
"I'll find a way to make the weapon myself, I don't need you..." the Executor utters softly.
Looking straight at the heart of the Witch of Chaos that his eyes can see through the skin, he swung his claws straight at it intending to kill the insubordinate pawn that dares to act overbearingly in front of true power.
Nothing can take him on in this current era, he is the pinnacle of strength.
The Executor's eyes then flickered fiercely as his claws were about to reach the Witch.
"Now, die..."
Just as his claws were about lesser than an inch away from the Witch of Chaos' body, a gleaming peculiar light flashed from the black eye of the Witch. It happened so quickly as the Executor drives his Chaos Star Lance into the Witch of Chaos' body.
SWOOSH!
Crash!
As soon as he makes contact with the Witch's skin, the world turns normal once again.
Gushing energy that was even stronger than earlier blasted the entire place again, and the crack in the world's dimension only spread wider and wider under the sheer pressure of the shockwave created by their clash.
Following that, the whole ground beneath them was destroyed, creating a large black hole.
Under the extreme of the moment, the Executor looks at the point of impact of his claws and the Witch of Chaos' skin before his expression slowly turns from finality into an evident frown. A thought went past his mind as he saw a thin yet dense layer of weird energy manage to stop his claws from reaching the Witch of Chaos' body.
'Hmm...?! It's not a normal cursed energy' the Executor thought in surprise.
But he kept gritting his teeth and putting more power into his driving arm, he was not going to accept this outcome and would do anything to make sure that the Witch of Chaos dies at this current moment.
Just then, the Witch of Chaos' eyes shifted to look at the Executor.
"I've told you before, o mighty Executor. In this era, there's going to be a change"
The Executor clenched his teeth tightly as he doesn't want to believe that his attack was blocked by a measly Witch of Chaos that doesn't have that much experience in using the grimoire, he can't believe what he was seeing.
It was right then that he can feel something poking the center of his chest.
Looking down at his chest, the Executor can see his skin spiraling like a vortex as if something is twisting it. His eyes widened when he saw this, but then he realized what was happening in an instant.
Although he wanted to retract back his attack, he was already far too late on doing that.
Seeing the Executor's expression that realized that he was baited to attack, the Witch of Chaos smiled eerily in triumph over this exchange, "For once, I've managed to trick you...", She said with a confident tone.
"DAMN WITCH!!" the Executor roared angrily, but then out of nowhere.
KABOOM!!
Swoosh!!
In a sudden blast, the Executor was sent crashing away with a massive explosion that literally ripped the dimension. The Executor's body blurred, he was flung away at a pace nearing the speed of light.
While he was sent crashing away like a broken kite, a gaping hole appeared on his chest.
From the position of the gaping hole, it seems it was created right where his skin was twisted earlier. Nothing along the path of his trajectory can stop his momentum, everything that his body hit was broken into pieces.
Even though he was surprised by this, he glanced back and saw a massive building in sight.
Knowing that the effect would be catastrophic to himself if he hit that massive building, the Executor's entire body gleamed with energy again as he blasted his energy to his back to lessen the propelling momentum.
Despite the momentum's resistance, he managed to stop himself from going any further.
Crash!
The Executor landed back on his feet with a loud crash before he exhale roughly through his mouth, he then glanced back and finds that he was about five to ten miles away from crashing into Ratmawati City's wall.
It would've been disastrous for him if that were to happen.
Most people would be surprised especially those that knew of his existence seeing that for the first time, he was bleeding, purple blood can be seen drizzling down his mouth and the gaping hole in his chest.
Even though it's only been a moment, he had already developed a good image.
But that would've been thrown into the bucket if anyone was to see him like this, and he can't help but grit his teeth at the prospect of that almost happening. "Witch of Chaos..." he mutters hatefully, he can't believe he fell for that.
"Hex of the Exiled, she learned it already?!" the Executor said to himself once again.
Nobody would recognize the attack that the Witch of Chaos did if they are not from ancient times, it's one of the 5 Forbidden Conjour of the Grimoire. An ability to reflect the damage to the Witch back at the attacker.
A damned magic many would say, a terrifying one.
It's basically an ability that makes the Witch of Chaos' body connected with the attacker, and any damage done to her would be transferred to the attacker instead. An absolute defense that is notorious in its time.
The Executor looks down, his energy bubbling in anger.
Scanning his body with his Chaos mana, the Executor then takes off the armor around his stomach and finds a brand left there, it was a skull-shaped brand that the Witch of Chaos sneaked through the skull attack earlier.
It's a catalyst that helped her connect her body to the Executor which resulted in this.
Despite the wound on his chest, the anger he felt only kept on increasing as he was tricked by the Witch of Chaos. Out of anything in the whole entire world, he should've been the perfect being, unrivaled by anything.
Yet, he allowed himself to be tricked by a measly new Witch of Chaos.
Just that alone stormed his mind to no end. But as he was standing on his spot undisturbed, a whispering voice came from around him, adding salt to the wound that his pride was inflicted at this current moment.
"How does it feel, the ache in your pride...?"
"Does it hurt you, the feeling of imperfection? Knowing that you are not the pinnacle?"
Following that, an eerie yet sweet chuckle reverberated to the surroundings.
Without a doubt the whispering voice belonged to the Witch of Chaos, soaking in her victory over the encounter with the Executor. Now, she gave the Executor what he had given to all of his enemies, the feeling of loss and not given any chance to say anything.
The loser can't get to say anything to the winner, and that's a silent rule of the bout.
Not taking the loss well, the Executor dug his hands into the ground and roared.
"RAARGGH!!"
Under the sheer raw strength that the Executor possessed, he lift up a large section of ground that spanned at least one mile, and then just as quickly he vanished from the area along with the huge block.
Reappearing above where he fought against the Witch of Chaos, his eyes scanned the place.
But under the unbelievable anger inside of him, the Witch of Chaos is nowhere to be seen. Even the two creatures that he had taken down earlier has vanished, their location was unknown.
In a fit of anger, the Executor threw the huge block straight down to the ground.
CRASH!!
Everything in a couple of miles radius was shaking as the huge block that was akin to a meteor slammed back to the ground, the force of the throw also contributing to the powerful earthquake that is happening right now.
Another sweet chuckle echoed in the surroundings, ridiculing the Executor.
The Executor landed on the ground with a heavy thump, a grim expression decorating his face as his entire energy completely vanished for a split second. "Laugh when you still can, absolute power will never lose. I'll bring the Sovereign's wrath upon you, Witch... I'll see you beg for mercy then"
In the next second, he shot a ray of his powerful energy to the sky with a roar.
Upon being hit by the ray of energy, the sky splits open and the world started collapsing once again in response to the powerful energy. A sight that can be seen from anywhere in the entire continent.
Meanwhile, somewhere outside of the Great Barricade.
A large army can be seen marching forward with a matching rhythm, they were emanating a deadly aura that of trained soldiers that doesn't fear death. Even the fact that they were marching into enemies' territory, they were not fazed at all.
Some of their blades are already coated with blood, showing the victims that they had taken.
In front of them is a forest that hosted towering trees that are as tall as the skyscrapers in the human territory, they were all mutated trees that were giving an ominous vibe before the army even stepped inside.
But at the top of the trees, there were ashen creatures watching the army sharply.
One of them then glanced to the other on the side before he whispered with malice while keeping his eyes fixated on the marching army, "Send a report back, the army has reached the mouth of the forest. We are going to do as planned as soon as they went deep into the forest..."
This 𝓬ontent is taken from fre𝒆webnove(l).𝐜𝐨𝗺