In that mont of surprise, Rain assud that the newcor could only be Lonos, the machine god of ti. His presence lood over the cosmic tapestry, his influence stretching across the fabric of reality itself. Rain’s intuition told him that Lonos would not take kindly to Arel’s apparent delay or deviation from their shared objectives, and his mind raced with the implications of this unexpected developnt.
"The dragon isn’t making a move yet, so why do I have to take things seriously against this one here?"
"He has been absorbing energy from the start of the battle, far beyond what his body should withstand, and he hasn’t used it yet. It is clear that he ca up with a plan, but Fortus can’t tell what that plan is. Dispose of him quickly."
"Really? That is a first. This makes more curious, though."
Arel could tell that the things that Fortus couldn’t predict were things that had never happened before, and they tried all experints that they could think of using all the data of all the civilizations that they had gathered for millions of years... it was hard to imagine that a single being like Rain could outdo them in that regard.
"If we kill him that easily, we will never be able to learn what he is planning, and that will be a loss, don’t you think?"
"Fortus already has plenty of data about him, he won’t reveal anything. Dispose of him imdiately."
The atmosphere returned to normal, so it looked like Lonos was no longer around... from all the machine gods that Rain saw until now, he seed like the most serious one... dealing with that kind of enemy would be truly difficult... but right now, Arel was the most troubleso one that Rain had faced.
"You heard your boss better kill as soon as possible." Rain shrugged. "You don’t want to get on his bad side before getting your promotion."
"I don’t know if you really want that or you are just bullshitting to make things go as you have planned, but it will be better if you don’t treat like I am a fool. Unless you want to suffer a lot."
"Don’t tell anyone else, but I am a bit of a maso. My wives loves to bully in bed," Rain said and then laughed. "I won’t feel much when you try to hurt , but at least I have so tolerance. Do your worst."
"That is certainly on the list of things that I truly didn’t want to hear. Anyway, Lonos said to get rid of you, but I will keep trying to test your will to confirm or deny Fortu’s predictions. There is no point in calculating that sothing will happen unless you put it to test, after all."
"True enough, show your best," Rain said. "Not that I am expecting much, though. Then, I will be able to say this: I wasn’t expecting this, but I wasn’t expecting anything anyway."
As Rain’s eyes moved across the giant red Star, he was suddenly surprised by a startling sight: several colossal hands erging from its depths. Each hand was wreathed in swirling flas, their fingers stretching outward like the tendrils of so primordial behemoth, reaching out with ominous intent.
The sheer scale and ferocity of the spectacle left Rain montarily shocked, his mind struggling to comprehend the magnitude of Arel’s power. With each passing mont, more hands erged from the depths of the Star, their embrace enveloping the surrounding space in a tempest of heat and light.
Realization dawned upon Rain as he watched the unfolding spectacle. This was Arel’s true might, a manifestation of the raw energy and elental force that she wielded as the machine god of energy. With each giant hand that erged from the depths of the Star, Rain understood that he was facing an adversary of unparalleled power...
The hands closed and then they moved toward Rain to punch, he just braced himself and raised his guard... when the first fist approached, he used an Origin Punch of sixty seconds charged to block the attack, but Rain almost felt his arm snapping as he was pushed backward.
While gritting his teeth, Rain attacked the next when it approached... using a two-minute charged punch... this ti, the attack lost a lot of weight, but Rain’s fist crackled alongside the dark earth giant arms.
"Shit..." Rain thought. "This is too high in scale, and since I stopped leveling up the sins paths... they aren’t that effective anymore."
Since he couldn’t use mana effectively... he had to rely on the power of the sins and his own physical strength. When the third punch was about to reach him, Rain made up his mind and then activated Apex Fury.
Rain’s body changed once again, his skin turned slightly red and his aura improved... and then when he punched the third fist, the massive limb was pushed away in response. Rain’s fist hurt a bit, but not that much.
"I’m almost out of weapons, and I am sure that she has a lot more tricks up her sleeve..." Rain thought.
"You still have more tricks, huh?"
Rain ignored the words and focused on the task at hand... he couldn’t ss up a single ti and he also began to focus on thinking of the next steps.
"Well, I should find a more efficient way to force you to use your tricks."
As Rain found himself enveloped by the embrace of the colossal hands, a sense of dread and urgency gripped him like a vice. The hands, their fingers outstretched like tendrils of fla, closed in around him with precision, forming a tightening ring of fiery imprisonnt.
With each passing mont, the heat intensified, searing his skin and seeping into his bones with relentless intensity. The fiery embrace threatened to consu him whole, its scorching touch leaving him gasping for breath as he struggled to maintain his composure in the face of such adversity.
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