He had seen the cruelty of humanity, devils, and fallen alike when he was sold by his parents. He was no stranger to bloody scenes or staining his spear with the blood of his foes. But, this was war.
Tremble…tremble…
Regardless…
*Grips Spear Tightly*
…he would evolve past this and become stronger.
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|DxD|
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Supreme Class, a realm that everyone knew, but few could comprehend. Their prowess was unmatched in the supernatural world, their power known to be the pinnacle. It was why when a war between Supreme Class entities occurred, high-level ceiling barriers would need to be used.
Previously, Igor could only watch from the sidelines as Mahabali and Sun Wukong led battles that would last for days on end, battles that flowed at incomprehensible speeds and always resulted in massive damage to the region.
Now, he would be part of this bout, part of the elite and would engage in a true battle for his life.
Su Su Su Su Su Su Su Su Su
His face remained stoic, but his true desires displayed themselves through a gentle crimson cloak steadily covering him. He was already in the suppressed state of his Demigod Form, the 50x boost in power planting him solidly in the realm of Low-Supreme Class.
Igor “calmly” waited for the elders in the sky to set up a massive barrier like usual, but they did not move. Neither the elders from Indra’s or Shiva’s side made any movements to set up the barrier like usual.
All they did was dispel the giant array after collecting all the bodies and souls.
“?”
His excitement was replaced by confusion, his aura dimming as he subtly glanced around him.
[Why are we standing here?]
From the looks of things, it seemed that he was the only one who was unaware of what was happening. All the soldiers, supreme commanders, and the rest remained still. Igor even caught the amused smile of Nandi, making the blonde sincerely believe that he must’ve missed some sort of meeting.
Fortunately, Shiva decided to enlighten him.
“Dimori. Today you stand amongst our ranks and display power befitting as such. But, many are not convinced of your position, especially beside me and especially, as my heir-apparent.”
“...”
The subtle glance Shiva pointed at Mahabali did not go unnoticed by Igor. He was not surprised by this. While Mahabali was calm, he didn’t try to hide his displeasure and it seemed many shared similar thoughts.
Igor was very tempted to fling him through a mountain.
“What do I do, Lord Shiva?”
“Very simple, Dimori. It is fortunate that similar to you, Indra’s son has encountered a similar predicament. So it was agreed that today, the stage will be for you two. Fight well and prove that you are worthy of being someone I chose.”
“...”
Glancing ahead, it seemed that Atid had also gotten a similar speech from Indra.
“Hmph.”
He couldn’t suppress a grin when he noticed his friend’s challenging gaze. The opportunity to verse each other up, uninterrupted no less came much sooner than expected.
In an instant, Atid vanished from sight and appeared on the ground down below, the Boosted Gear appearing on his left hand.
“...”
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Not hesitating for a moment, Igor let himself fall to the ground. His arms remained crossed over his chest as he descended, his crimson gaze not leaving Atid’s in the slightest.
The wind fluttered his clothes. His coat was pushed up, the absence of undergarments exposing his chiselled form. Like a stone statue, he continued to drop until finally…
Booom!
…he landed feet first. The massive plume of dust and rubble kicked up by his landing completely obscured his form from sight.
Everyone…everything was silent. All eyes were on the figure hidden inside the dust cloud. They calmly waited until slowly, a massive well of power was felt by everyone.
*Clack*…*Clack*…*Clack*…*Clack*…*Clack*…
Slowly, Igor walked out of the dust cloud, an aura of demi-ki shrouding him like a red flame. His hair slowly spiked as he flooded his body with more and more demi-ki.
Similarly, Atid also had a golden shroud around him.
“[BOOST, BOOST, BOOST]”
The power these too released nearly overwhelmed the recruits who were watching on the sidelines from a safe space. Yet neither of them looked away, especially Cao Cao. He had heard rumours, but what he was seeing from Igor completely fascinated him.
By all standards, Atid was a god. A half-god, but a god nonetheless. And Igor was facing off against a god.
[Amazing…]
Indra’s son was forced to use the Boosted Gear just to equal Igor in terms of power. That was nothing short of amazing.
[Some day, I’ll also be like this.]
He was confident he could do it. Igor was known to be a human so he was sure that he as a human could also be this strong some day, especially with his True Longinus.
Down below, Igor and Atid squared off. Nearly a kilometre of distance was between them. But with their level of power, they might as well have been standing a metre apart. Both of them radiated the power of a Supreme Class entity. Both of them were looking forward to this fight.
And both of them were eager to overpower the other.
Su! Su!
In a complete burst of speed, both fighters vanished before suddenly…
BOOOM!
…a massive shockwave spread through the vicinity. Their clash was one of epic proportions, a simple meeting between fists causing a reaction more powerful than explosives.
For a brief moment, all anyone saw were the figures of Atid and Igor with their fists against each other before they both simultaneously vanished.
Su!
After that, it was pure chaos.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Constant explosions began occurring over the entire region, their continuous clash causing visible shockwave after shockwave. Everyone from God Class and below found it impossible to follow along. No matter how they tried, none of them could keep up.
Only the generals at the peak of God Class could barely follow along, but all they could catch at most were still afterimages of Igor and Atid in various fight sequences.
It wasn’t until…
BOOOOM!
…a massive crater formed on the ground that everyone was able to see Atid lay sprawled at the centre. Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough and vanished from sight, just in time to evade a double stomp from Igor.
BOOOM!
The force of his impact expanded the crater even further than before. His legs were buried up to his knees, but he wasn’t concerned about that.
Igor glanced up at Atid who had backflipped away.
“Ha!”
Stretching out his hands, he fired numerous consecutive ki blasts.
“Da da da da da da da da da!”
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Reacting quickly, Atid quickly darted away. Already aware of Igor’s tendencies, staying in one spot and getting flooded with ki blasts was not an optimal solution, especially when the blonde could manipulate the blasts to attack him from behind.
“[BOOST]”
Doubling his power once more, Atid’s speed at evading the ki blasts increased. But that didn’t mean he was completely out of the woods. Igor’s ki blasts came from nearly every angle.
The only way to get out of it was to launch one super attack.
[One more boost should do it.]
The seconds passed as Atid readied himself for another boost. Without his Balance-Breaker activated, there was a limit to the number of successive boosts he could stack, and that limit had been reached…ten seconds ago.
“[BOOST]”
With his power doubling once again, he had to move fast before he started losing it again.
Su!
Dodging the ki blasts, he stretched out his hand and fired a powerful energy wave right at the blonde.
“Take this!”
Ka…DRUUUU!
“...”
Igor didn’t dare to linger. He didn’t have to see it to know that a powerful energy wave was coming at him.
Tswii!
Acting quickly, he used his Instant Vanish to appear right where Atid was, right where he had corralled him, right within a range of a hundred metres.
Tswii!
Appearing behind his friend, a crimson blade had formed in Igor’s hand. Without hesitation, he swung it in an attempt to decapitate Atid.
Shiing!
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Silence…
The blade sliced true. Atid’s head was completely decapi-
“?!?!”
It was an afterimage! Completely caught offguard, Igor couldn’t defend himself from the horsekick that found its way on his chin.
Gu!
He was sent flying into the air, his brain briefly entering the confines of unconsciousness before it quickly reset.
“!”
Opening his eyes, Igor tucked his limbs in before backflipping onto the ground once more. Standing up straight, he touched his chin where Atid’s kick had landed.
“Good one.”
Grabbing his head, Igor gave his neck a twist before…
Crunch!
…a satisfying snap rang out.
“Enough with the warm-up, Brother Atid. What you say we kick this up a notch?”
Immediately, Igor’s power started to skyrocket. He released no pressure, but everyone could feel his strength soar. Slowly, his hair turned red, the strands melding together and spiking even further.
The jump from fifty to a hundred-times increase in power made him officially enter the realm of mid-Supreme Class, something Atid had to match up quickly before he lost.
Instead of replying out loud, Atid used action.
“[WELSH DRAGON! BALANCE BREAKER!]”