Lord Shadow

Chapter 1801: Two Gods

A whirlwind kick arced toward Azief face, carrying the force of a tempest.

Storms forms around the area that Loki is doing his kick

This is truly the battle between gods.

Mobilizing the earthly and heavenly laws in each attack, the heavens splits and the earth trembles, the moon and son goes crazy, the laws and concepts of the world in chaos!

Beings that has transcend the worldly laws and ascending into a higher level of existence

Time itself seemed to slow as the strike neared, but Azief, ever still and unruffled, calmly raised his hand once more.

Time truly become slow.

Loki could feel that the world itself seems to become slow.

Time and space seems to follow Azief desire.

In the eyes of others, the attack would still look as fast and their eyes couldnʼt even see that the kick is being shot.

But Loki could see it and he could feel it

Time around him slow and he could even see himself.

His feet is going slowly toward Azief face.

Tow different timelines differentiated by a layer of dimension.

Azief done something that Loki thought he could not do yet.

Separating the dimension, creating two separate timelines.

This alone is shocking enough.

It seems that even though Azief is lower than Jena in the attainment of time and space, this difference is not that far.

It did not yet reach the part where he could do it on all places but the fact that Azief could compress the area around them and split it into two dimension and create two separate timelines and layer it upon the other dimensions shows that this Azief is coming closer to that unfathomable Death God that Loki has always feared and awe in his timeline.

Azief look at Loki and even could give him a glance.

And he caught Loki foot effortlessly, the blow that could topple mountains stopped cold in his iron grip.

Without a word, Azief hand tightened.

Loki eyes narrows

His face become a bit solemn ”Rot”

Azief uses one of the abilities that is most closely related to the Law of Destruction. Decay

And Loki foot began to crumble, dematerialized, is the more accurate word to describe what is happening to his foot.

Flesh and bone turned to ash as Azief grasp reduced his leg to dust.

Yet, as Lokiʼs foot dissolved, a mischievous grin spread across his face.

Rather than scream in pain or retreat, Loki simply chuckled, his voice light and teasing as always.

With a shimmer of magic, Lokiʼs entire body rippled and morphed, his form shrinking and twisting until, in the blink of an eye, he transformed into a sleek, black bird.

The dust of his foot scattered into the wind as he slipped free from Azief grip, his new form soaring upward, wings catching the wind.

He circled Azief, letting out a low caw as if mocking his opponent, feathers glinting in the pale light.

Then, with a flap of his wings, Loki sped through the sky, weaving through the clouds

Azief did not seem offended at all. He is very calm.

Just like before, he raised his hand slowly. This raise of hand seems to gather the will of the heavens toward his finger.

Azief is Death Monarch.

And he holds one third of the Heavenly Will.

What he wanted, is the will of Heaven.

Maybe he only controls only one third of it.

But there is no one else in this world that could mobilize the Heavenly Will

Maybe there is only one other person.

And that one is Lee Sangmin.

But there is no mortal on Earth that could wield the power of the Heavenly Will as easily and as effortlessly as he is.

And now as he raised his hand, it is like he is handing a decree to heaven, commanding the heaven and the sky.

BOOOM!

CRACK!

BOOOOOM!

The shaking of the heavens deters all creature below the heavens!

Dark clouds gathered overhead, swirling ominously, and the heavens darkened with the weight of his presence.

A low rumble of thunder echoed through the vast sky, but this was no ordinary storm.

A ripple of Death aura spread across the clouds, twisting and bending them as black thunderbolts, infused with destruction itself, began to form.

These bolts werenʼt just crackling with raw energy-they pulsed with the very essence of annihilation.

It is very much similar to the Lightning of Destruction that once hammered Azief body when he was breaking through in the past.

Each one shimmered with a deadly, dark glow, capable of wiping out entire realms.

They swam across the sky like serpents, ready to strike.

Loki, now in the form of a bird, shot through the thick clouds, his wings cutting through the air with blinding speed.

He flew fast-so fast he appeared as little more than a streak of lightning himself.

But behind him, the black thunder followed.

And it is not the only one

Thousands of bolts tore through the sky, hungry for his life.

Each strike split the air with terrifying cracks, as the destruction thunder sought to obliterate anything in its path.

The sky was alive with chaos.

Ten thousand black thunderbolts crisscrossed through the clouds, curving and twisting, tracking Loki with unerring accuracy.

Each time Loki darted to one side, several bolts would chase him, diving through the sky with deadly precision.

The clouds above rippled and split apart, the destruction thunder swallowing them up like an unstoppable tide.

Loki dodged one bolt, then another, his wings a blur of motion.

But the thunder was relentless.

Each black bolt that missed left a smoking scar across the sky, tearing apart the fabric of reality where it touched.

The heavens groaned under the assault, as if the very cosmos were on the brink of collapse.

A particularly close bolt skimmed past Lokiʼs wing, and for a moment, his form flickered.

The sheer energy of the destruction thunder could warp existence itself, and Lokiʼs bird shape faltered.

But with a caw of defiance, he sped up once more, twisting and turning in ways that seemed impossible.

Yet, no matter how fast or elusive Loki became, Azief thunder surged after him, filling the sky with a terrifying storm of doom.

One move of hand.

That is all it takes.

From the very beginning. Azief had rarely attack first. But when he attacks, he would win. This feeling of invincibility is etched deep down in his bones. ”Any moment now” Azief mutters to himself as he look on as Loki is having a few close calls with the thunder he had conjured up.

The sky lit up with a blinding flash as one of the destruction bolts finally struck Loki.

Azief look at this without changing his expression.

The birdʼs fragile form was engulfed in a violent explosion, the force of it shattering the air with a deafening roar.

There is a sound of a bird crying that echoes all over the sky

Dark energy rippled outward, tearing through the clouds and sending shockwaves across the heavens.

For a moment, it seemed like Loki had been consumed by the thunder, his form disintegrated into nothing. ”You would not die so easy”

Azief is still raising his hand, the thunder and lightning still obeys his order.

The fact he did not lower down his hand, means he did not believe that Loki has been put down.

Loki was not so easily undone.

As the dust and black tendrils of lightning began to fade, something massive emerged from the chaos.

Where the small bird had been only moments before, there now soared a majestic griffin, its massive wings cutting through the dissipating storm. ”What is this?ʼ Azief thought to himself with a bitter smile ”Seventy-Two Transformations? Is he Sun Wukong and Iʼm Erlang?”

The creatureʼs body, a fearsome blend of lion and eagle, shimmered with radiant energy, its golden feathers glinting against the darkened sky.

Powerful claws raked the air, and its sharp beak glowed with a fierce light, daring him to strike again.

Loki now turns himself into a griffin. And Azief did dare to attack. After all, it did not ned much effort from him.

All he needs to do is keep raising his hand.

And the thunder and lightning obeys., the thunder created roars that could confuse the minds, the lightning is like a sword from heaven that eradicates all heavens undesirables.

With a roar that echoed across the heavens, the griffin charged through the storm, undeterred by the destruction thunder that still pursued him.

Each beat of its colossal wings sent torrents of wind spiraling outward, scattering the lingering bolts of black lightning.

Azief simply watched, still calm and resolute, his dark eyes fixed on the now-transformed

Loki.

The sky trembled as the griffin, Loki new form, barrelled forward, cutting through the black storm clouds with grace and power.

Even in the form of the mighty griffin, Loki found himself overwhelmed.

It is not wrong to called the form of the griffin mighty. When Loki turns into a bird, he also embodies all the powerful aspect of a bird.

It might seem like when Loki turns to a bird, it is just a normal bird.

But what kind of bird in this world that could easily dodges tens of thousands of lightning bolts?

No ordinary bird could do that.

Loki must have turns into some kind of magical bird that he have seen in his journey and this bird must be very fats if he could dodges the lightning bolt from heaven

And when the bird is destroyed, he turns into a griffin.

And Azief knows all about griffin. At least, he knows that Loki now embodies all the Aspects of the things he morph into. >>