Jormungand let out an annoyed groan as she watched the sky shine bright and go dark again.
âSo much unnecessary mess.â
âKuak. You donât like it? For such a huge festival, this much should do.â
âFestival?â
At the word festival, Jor frowned and threw her scythe over her shoulder.
âHaha, it should be a festival for you people. Since you live such a fun life, your brain must taste nice.â
âWhat are you so riled up about? If you can also enjoy being on the land, then sure! Why are you so obsessed with those worms down there?â
The Thunder God pointed to the ground, looking as if he didnât understand it.
âFreedom for humans? It sounds so funny. They are happy to live under our control. Whether it is a human or any similar species, the limits they hold are quite clear. We are the ones leading them so that they can walk ahead. If we werenât here, they would just fall apart, fighting with each other. Just like crippled animals.â
âItâs truly animal-like of you to spit out such stupid things so easily.â
âWhat?â
âYour ideas are so far behind, you pathetic jerk.â
âHaha. You have a wild mouth, but your face is quite nice. If you apologize to me now and bow to me, I might actually make you my wife.â
Jor snorted as she got a disapproving gaze from the Thunder God.
âHow dare you speak without knowing your place?â
âYou are acting so terribly.â
âTerribly? Fine. I will show you what it is really like to be terrible.â
Black holy power began to flow out of Jorâs body.
In an instant, her two eyes flashed yellow over the black holy power that covered her. Following the movement of the scythe, she felt as if the black prey was being carved into the air.
The Thunder God looked at Jor like that, and he withdrew his mischievous tone.
He just rolled his eyes and looked around.
âThe smell of death feels strong.â
He couldnât confirm it with his naked eye, but from the moment Jor raised her holy power, an unpleasant smell stung his nose.
It seemed like the essence of her holy power, like the energy of the dead.
He couldnât figure out exactly what it was, but he was sure of one thing.
âYou have a dirtier holy power than me.â
âDirty.â
The darkness lifted little by little.
âIt can be that too. But.â
Her pale white skin was exposed under her jet-black hair. Her skin was so translucent that her veins could be seen, and her slightly more bewitching dress was fluttering in the wind.
Then Jormungand spread her dark wings, which grew behind her back.
Black feathers fluttered in all directions.
âYou cannot be saying such things.â
ââŚ?â
âWell, fine. I donât want to explain one thing after another. Just die.â
Her black afterimage seemed to cross space, and a giant scythe with three blades flew at the neck of the Thunder God.
The Thunder Godâs body glowed blue for a moment, then disappeared, and the scythe cut through the air. The Thunder God appeared from a short distance and ran his hand over the left part of his neck.
There was a little bit of red blood on it.
âUnfortunately, I missed. I was just thinking of cutting off your head.â
He thought he could avoid it, but apparently, he couldnât.
The Thunder God distorted his expression at the fact that he couldnât read her movements.
âI wasnât going to kill you, but you are so impatient to die.â
âWho? I? Or is it you?â
âDonât go back on your word later and beg to be saved. There is no mercy from my body!â
Thunder energy began to rise from the Thunder God.
Lightning was one of the few most powerful known forces in nature, and the Thunder God was a God who could use it as his own limbs.
As his hand stretched out to Jor, the clouds that covered the entire sky rained lightning down on her.
The lighting was not as fast as light, but it traveled close to light, and Jor responded with lightning speed.
However, it was impossible to avoid all the lightning falling from all directions.
âKuak!â
Although her shield was covered with black holy power, the Thunder Godâs lightning that embraced this holy power boasted tremendous attack power.
âTurn into dust and vanish.â
Countless lightning struck Jor, and she fell to the ground. The continuous lightning prevented Jor from moving properly.
The protective shield shook like it would break at any moment.
âDid they say his power was made from Zeus?â
Jor recalled the information she had heard about the Thunder God. Olympus was one of the many forces that ruled Bless in the past.
The Thunder God was a deity made from the power of Zeus. Zeus was one of the most powerful Gods, and the lightning he threw was said to be one of the strongest of the Gods.
In terms of lightning, he was above Asgardâs Thor.
âNot easy.â
Jormungand honed her powers through the years, but it was actually hard to develop her powers in just three years. Because thatâs how power becomes perfected.
She was a God created based on the earnest hopes of the dead, who held a grudge against the 12 Gods. There was little chance for her power to increase unless more dead hated the Gods.
Thud!!!
The shield shook a lot.
And if the cracks broke down gradually, the shield could be pierced. Jormungand thought,
âAs expected, that is the only way.
She tried not to use it as much as possible, but in this state, she would become roasted from the lightning.
It didnât matter if she died. However, she didnât want to lose without even trying to do anything against the enemy.
âI am sorry, Master.â
The power she was trying to use now didnât belong to her. This belonged to Diablo Volfir, Jorumgandâs Lord.
It wasnât just some skill, but an ability.
The black holy power was just a tool that Jor could use. It was a means to use this ability.
A means she devised to protect her master.
[Ability]
The final and strongest form of Diabloâs ability.
[Radical Demon]
Darkness erupted, and even the lightning of the Thunder God got devoured.
The Thunder God felt the hair rise on his body at this tremendous exploding feeling.
âWhatâŚ?!â
The moment he opened his mouth, his vision turned black.
She caught his face in her hand.
âKikikikikik!â
Along with the unpleasant sound of laughter that entered his ears, the Thunder God felt his body move.
He struck lightning to get this hand away, but it couldnât break down the darkness.
He got slammed headfirst into the ground.
Kwakang!
A huge pit formed, and the cliff with a waterfall collapsed, and a large amount of water poured along the pile of stones on the Thunder Godâs head.
Then the Thunder God raised lightning with all his might in the water.
âSo cheeky!!!â
The water and the mountain dirt that had covered him evaporated and shot at the black mass, which seemed to be moving at a distance.
âKikikiki!â
The darkness easily evaded the lightning, went for him like a snake, and passed the Thunder God.
â⌠So ridiculous.â
The Thunder God felt his left arm was empty and went stiff. Looking back, there was a woman in black who was raising a left arm.
Her entire body was dyed black, so her face couldnât be seen, but the outline of her body seemed so clear, and the huge scythe in her other hand revealed her identity.
âWhat just happened?â
How could so much power be hidden until now?
It was something he couldnât understand. Wasnât this woman just another monster?
âDid she give up her reasoning?â
The Thunder God frowned as he noticed that, and Jormungand gave out this unpleasant laugh.
He wasnât sure what had happened, but he was certain of one thing, she was too dangerous.
âThis will not be easy.â
He was careless, and his left arm was easily taken. It wasnât that he couldnât fight without that arm. He just felt bad.
Didnât it look like he just got overwhelmed?
He created an arm made out of lightning on the severed part. Lighting was like limbs to him, and it was enough to replace his arm.
After Jormungand destroyed the Thunder Godâs arm in the darkness, she slowly began to approach him.
âKikiki-â
âThat laugh isâŚâ
The Thunder God lowered his body and took a stance as if he were about to leap forward.
Rumble!
Lightning began to pulsate from her body.
âSomething I donât want to hear!â
As light shone at the same time, the Thunder God appeared right in front of Jor and swung his legs of lightning.
Jor raised her scythe and blocked the feet, but speed was power too. It was a long way to withstand such an enormous shock with just two legs, so her body got pushed back in an instant.
As if the Thunder God wasnât going to let it end there, he immediately followed her.
âDie!!â
Lightning rained where Jor fell.
No matter what she did, she couldnât overcome the power of lightning. Lightning was the force of electromagnetic energy, one of the four great directions and happenings in the universe.
âWhat can you even do?!!â
As it was, the Thunder God jumped onto Jor, who was stuck on the ground.
Kwaaang!!!
The ground collapsed, with lightning flashing in all directions. A terrible disaster began to take down the entire green forest.
âPhew. Such a troublesome woman she was.â
Leaving behind the black smoke that was rising, the Thunder God walked out while rubbing his neck with a tired look.
He had to draw so much power for the first time in his life. Ever since he had been given life by the Sun God, he had never used his full power.
He looked back.
The entire forest was charred and burned as if there had been no forest there. The Thunder God felt a bit proud at the sight he made.
âThis is God.â
With a happy look, he was thinking of helping another colleague and punishing another arrogant fool.
âKiki-â
It was at that moment that an eerie laugh came up.
Then the Thunder God immediately produced lightning at full power without another thought.
âKikikik-!â
âThis.â
But he didnât have any power left.
He watched as the body moved.
âYour throat was cut.â
Her body, which he had witnessed without a head, was now in front of him. And the woman was surrounded by darkness as she held her scythe and let out this eerie laugh.
âShe didnât die even with that attack?â
He thought she melted without a trace, and he didnât expect to lose so vainly.
The Thunder God said to Jorumungand,
âI will tell you this one thing.â
He didnât rest his mouth, even as his head was turning to dust.
âThe Sun God handles all the forces, and he is incomparable to me.â
ââŚ?â
When Jor tilted her head as if she didnât get it, the Thunder God let out an eerie laugh.
âKukukuku. That means you will not win at all.â
And he vanished.
Jor stood there and kicked the body of the God, which turned to dust, and prepared to move.
âKuak!â
At that moment, the darkness began to die down, and Jor stumbled as she sat down.
The time of the Radical Demon was over.
âDamn it. Is this all?â
If she had continued to wield that power, there was a risk of her losing all her strength.
She wanted to kill another God with the time she had, but the Thunder God had taken too much of her energy.
âJust one.â
Jor felt her body drained of strength, and she lay down. It might be difficult for her to get up, even for a while.
âMaster.â
She remembered what the Thunder God said. Blazer dealt with Strength and Thunder God with Lightning.
And the Sun God could handle both of them.
But these two werenât just his powers. If he dealt with four similar strengths, that meant the Sun God could perfectly handle the four abilities in a similar way.
âI cannot sleep.â
She thought.
Her Lord would surely live.
âI cannot sleep.â
However, Jormungand couldnât stop her eyelids from closing.
She hoped everything would be over when she opened her eyes again.