The monster’s arm was like a highway, and Sam had no issues navigating it. However, as he went, shapes began to form out of the obsidian armor, turning into twenty foot high golems wrought from volcanic rock. Each of them held a hammer made out of molten rock. Sam drove his own hammer into the nearest one, feeling it break apart under his strength. His newfound luck seemed to help him strike the exact right place to cause the rock to shatter. Behind him, the others did the same.
His hammer flashed like the armaments of a horde, moving so fast that it left afterimages in its wake that still damaged anything that got in their way. It was a unique intersection between his speed and his perception, allowing him to perceive the effects of his motion.
Golems crumbled before him and the others, but Gaea simply chuckled, her armor beginning to blaze with heat. The black obsidian slowly turned red as volcanic heat was channeled through it, causing the air around it to heat up.
Sam’s feet began to blister within his armored boots, and he snarled, using his teleportation ability to lift himself up. He cleared the heat a moment later, letting out a sigh of relief.
The Overlord and Kane flew towards him, frowns on their faces.
“This obsidian armor shit is like diamond. How the hell are we supposed to get through it?” Rodney asked, his face twisted in annoyance. Darkness swirled around him, hiding the rest of his features.
“Work harder then,” Sam replied, not feeling any sympathy for Kane. He was a selfish megalomaniac that would do anything to further his own agenda.
“You motherfu-” Kane began, but Sam had already teleported away, leaving the man to figure out how to fight properly. With a snarl of rage, Kane sent tendrils of darkness down through the cracks in the armor, trying to get to the flesh beneath.
Meanwhile, the Overlord used a strange skill, summoning a mirror of reddish light that seemed to refract his reflection back into his own body, filling it with power. It was one of the tricks that he had picked up during his training session. Body girded with energy, he brought his weapon down, the fused monstrosity of four of the Seven Seals slamming into the obsidian armor like a thunderbolt. The stone cracked, revealing the flesh far below.
Rodney Kane grinned and sent a spear of darkness into the chasm, expanding it into a thousand rods of inky blackness, propping open the tear in the armor. It tried to repair itself, but it was stymied. With a shared roar, the two men leaped into the hole, and got to work.
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At the same time, Sam butchered his way up the monster’s arm, clearing the path for the others. Gaea seemed perturbed by the chink in her armor, and was focusing all of her golems upon it. However, Sam wasn’t about to let that happen.
His hands whipped around like bullets, deflecting incoming strikes and landing ones of his own. Each point of contact led to an explosion of rock and earth, sending shards scattering across the ground. The rock was still heated, but Sam stayed above it by combining his enhanced sense of time with his teleportation abilities.
Crackling rock and shattering stone sounded out behind him as his reluctant allies got to work. Even with the might of the three strongest men on the planet, could they pull this off?
As the crack in the armor widened, Sam found himself facing off against an ever larger array of golems. They continued to grow in size as the Titan pulled the lifeblood of the Earth out of the tectonic plates beneath her, fueling the genesis of lithic life that she gave birth to.
Sam was slowly but surely running out of mana and stamina, a rarity at this point in his journey of progression.
“Hurry the hell up!” He called back to the others, ignoring the laugh that this prompted out of Gaea. All he received was silence.
In the crack, the Overlord and Rodney Kane labored, drilling down into the rocky skin of the Titan. Both men disdained one another, but they put aside their differences for the common good.
Kane kept the aperture open with a rough application of darkness, plastering a mantle of his element across the writhing stone, preventing it from healing. The Overlord drilled down, fueling his own power with his success. A massive aura of red light surrounded his weapon as he pummeled the monster’s flesh, breaking chunks off with every strike.
They were already a few hundred feet down, but the arm continued for far more than that. However, it was enough for them to begin the process of weakening it.
Sam grunted as he was slowly carried backwards by the momentum of the golems, faltering before the endless advance. It would be pathetic if he could not even reach his target. Sighing, he raised one fist and surrounded it with energy, blending his Dao, elemental energy and mana within his fist. Because it was his own body it was far easier and more stable, allowing him to keep control over it.
He slammed his fist down in front of him, and a cone of multihued light shot forwards, erasing the nearby golems from existence. It stripped off the top layer of the Titan’s arm as it went. With a bit of space cleared for his allies, Sam teleported forwards, appearing next to Gaea’s head. His hammer blossomed to its fullest size as he pumped energy into it, and he brought it down with a stunning retort upon the monster’s head. A cliff sized chunk of rock broke off with a sharp noise, and the Titan staggered.
She turned her massive head towards him, and her eyes glowed red, his only warning of what was to come. The volcanic heat being channeled through the Titan’s body vanished, surging towards her eyes. A moment later, a pulse of pure heat shot out, catching Sam by surprise. His skin blistered and bubbled beneath his armor, but rather than let the wave carry him backwards, giving it more time to harm him, he instead teleported towards Gaea, cursing the whole while as he did so.