"I knew you'd protect her." The Origin General with a lower tone than Wang Ling's but, the overall sound was similar. Down to the voice, he was copied and as the Origin General literally spent decades with Wang Ling, it was not simply his physical form that was unearthed, "You were smart but had always been softer than you seed, Wang Ling."
A mont was all it took for Wang Ling to lose an arm. From the elbow, his arm was sliced with a white sword. The Origin General reached out to Wang Ling's severed arm, attempting to take it and in that mont, Wang Ling decided that sothing was wrong.
Quickly, he used his stump and punched the other end of the severed arm and reattached the two. His quick regeneration quickly nded him anew, and as he allowed the montum to carry him, Wang Ling hooked the Origin General with his legs and dragged him out of the Abyssal Rift.
The Origin General moved his right hand and kept the white sword in the Abyss. Claws replaced his fingernails and with glowing purple light, he dug out Wang Ling's thigh for his flesh and blood or so was his intention.
But the layered muscle fibers ford from God's Mark stopped his advance. Not even a single drop of blood appeared. The Origin General's brows creased as he was sent hundreds of kiloters away from the Portal of the Deity Paradise.
"Calm on the outside, but impatient to make his move. Afraid that his enemy will get on his groove, afraid that his enemy can use their full strength and then be surrounded and overpowered because of that, you have a habit of going all-out and aiming for the vitals."
The Origin General spoke as he landed on his two feet and then extended his hand to the right, catching an already disintegrating Crimson Blade, losing its blaze, "See, you were aiming for my neck. After a hundred variation, you are no longer interesting for to see, Wang Ling and as I have all your techniques, even the Weeping Blood you're too predictable for ."
"Predictable you say?" Wang Ling smiled at the Origin General, "I know"
When those words were uttered, the sword used exploded to hundreds of sword fragnts. The Crimson Flas changed to black, white, and gray as it swirled around the Origin General, "but that also ans you don't hold a candle against now I'm not who I used to be, you bastard."
Wang Ling clenched his fist, and from all sides the sword fragnts. The dark space was illuminated not only by the Cosmic Roa but also his flas. Stepping back for a little, Wang Ling saw from beyond the flas walk out a disfigured Origin General.
Mangled beyond belief, his flesh already deconstructing, "How convenient. You matured well since the last ti I saw you."
The Origin General sustained a lot of damage, but at the next mont, as he began laughing, his body reford too before. He was damaged, but, death never dies, "You can't kill , Wang Ling. I am the personification of True Chaos and Death, I can never die, and only grows stronger the more people fight.
"I already know your plans, by now you should have already known that the only way to kill is to either absorb or take my life into your ow"
"I know what you're doing, Origin General. Stop planting ideas in my mind." Wang Ling smirked, "That's my ga as well, do you think that's going to work on ?"
"Aren't you even remotely interested in where I ca from before coming here? I'm pretty sure you can sense the disappearance of the bearer of the Heaven and Hell Qis while you were in that little Deity Fortress of yours." The Origin General smirked.
Wang Ling was confident as he rejected the Origin General's offer. He knew all too well the risk of letting the bastard into his system, he already died once because of doing such a thing, "I know your ga, planting mories, erasing mories, manipulating others' thoughts and using that against them. I experienced that first hand I'm not falling for that again."
Wang Ling stood in the middle of space contemplating over his next move. He had little to no more weapon, and the last one he just used to be sothing he kept with him just in case and it was destroyed with a single swing.
The power of the All-Father allowed Wang Ling full control of things, but because of his lacking control, it was put to a bare minimum. Before him was the source of all suffering that must be eradicated in the na of peace. Wang Ling did not expect him to actually appear before him without any warnings.
He thought that it would be in the middle of the last war that he would et the Origin General, but no, it was the opposite. He appeared when no one was around, when it was only the two of them were present, the complete and exact opposite it was suspicious.
[He's an amalgamation of myself and an ancient figure he's not soone to be trifled with. For eons he plotted and for the past 17,000 years he had been in control of things. His power and attribute are unknown to , but he knows more than I know myself and everyone expects to outsmart him and erase him from the face of the Universe.] Wang Ling couldn't get a read on the Origin General.
"Sigh, you really are one-tracked mind, aren't you, Wang Ling? Anyway, I already got what I ca for, if you're wandering, I was only here to check up on you. I'll be going now, old friend."
"What makes you think I'm going to let you go?" Wang Ling's killing intent surged and his body turned to that of a sword.
"I know you're going to let go, that does not look good, after all."
When Wang Ling turned around, he found heaps of Revenants and Abyssal Demons invading the Deity Paradise from the tear the Origin General exited from through the stable portal he himself created.
Wang Ling was conflicted but as his wings appeared from his back and the Origin General surfaced to back stab him, Wang Ling quickly returned to the Deity Paradise in order to protect its inhabitants.
Fwu!
He flapped his wings and disappeared into the Deity Paradise, closing the Portal on his way back, leaving the Origin General with a glowing sword, stained with blue marks, "I only grazed him with the final swing, that's a sha. But this should also be enough of a test run."
The Origin General swung his arm and opened an Abyssal Tear as he humd, "The Primordial Essence works like a charm. And with the blood, I should be able to restart the Homunculus Plan without a problem."
Just before the Origin General disappears into the Abyss, he turned around into the now empty space, "I'll free you soon."
The Origin General won without Wang Ling even knowing.
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