" I won't ask for your na fool, because unlike ur na is not even worthy for to rember.
Since you have already dared to kill my n, allow to present you with a miserable death.
Any last words you twin eyed bitch? " The clone posing as ' Max Rajput ' said with utmost confidence as his arrogance and attitude made even Rose dici tremble in fear as to what Trump card he might be holding?
Becoming vigilant, dici prepared to observe what Max was up to as he did not make any rash decisions.
When Max was a little boy, he had once spent the night with his brother as he was planning for an upcoming guild war.
Being a small child of 10-11 years of age, he could not understand what ' Stress ' ant or what responsibilities his brother truly shouldered, but since his brother found his presence comforting, he silently sat in his office munching on snacks as he drew battle plans.
It was there that Rudra had advised Max, that when planning for war there should always be a plan A, which is the ideal situation.
Plan B which is when so small things went out of expectations and needed to be contained.
Plan C when one needed to retreat and minimise losses and Plan Oga when everything went wrong and retreat was not an option.
Basically plan Oga was a hail mary where either one won big or lost it all.
Years later when Max was planning his first large scale war, he sohow rembered this scenario as he subsequently designed planA,B,C and Oga.
The clone had received instructions from him to activate all four plans when responding to the situation, and since the two of them shared a similar judgent process the clone naturally understood upon landing on dombivli that everything had gone south and he needed to activate plan Oga.
When the clone activated plan Oga, it was decided that he would never rge back with Max again, as the only way out of the fight was death.
Max had taught him the chant to summon the ancient god Angakok, and when activating plan Oga, the clone was under instructions to beco the god's dium and borrow his power to resolve whatever problem there might be.
This was a dangerous thod, also Summoning an existence like Angakok in the middle of a war ant that he would expend a shitton of mana which Max would need to pay back.
A cost that was not easy to bear with his current financial condition.
However, regardless of how bad the deal was for him, it was infinitely worse for his enemies who had to face the wrath of Angakok.
Curling his lips into a tiny smile, the clone chanted under his breath
" O holy one, the progenitor of all shamans
Your descendants call for your help.
In exchange for my vitality, my mana and my vigour grant your imnse powers,
for my enemy's need to be destroyed.please visit
Heed my call for I know your na ' Angakok ' the shaman god, the enslaver of the' Kraken ' and the slayer of the sea god Poseidon.
Heed my call! "
As the clone said these words, a whirlpool of mana concentrated around its body, as it's consciousness was wiped out, being replaced by the ancient shaman god.
For a mont Angakok was shocked to see the traces of the Agni-Astra removed from Max's body, but when he realised it was a divine level substitute and not Max's original body, he was impressed by the progress of his chosen to get his hands on such a powerful move.
When Angakok awoke in the clone's body, turning Max's eye colour from red to deep purple, the surrounding temperature of the battlefield dropped by a few degrees as he coldly looked into the eyes of the tier6 god infront of him.
The power Max's body emanated at this instance was several tis higher than just a mont ago, as Rose dici could not understand how he powered up so much in such a short while.
" Your petty tricks won't work on , no matter how much you raise your power level, the gap between you and cannot be bridged " Rose dici said arrogantly as he conjured a tier6 wind attack called [ Shredded Tornado ]
A massive tornado that could destroy entire sector 11 within seconds ford between the two hands of Rose dici as the subsequent air currents it ford caused many small objects and weapons from all over the city to start flying into the air.
The tier6 attack forced the nearby battle to be stopped as soldiers regardless of which side they belonged to clinged onto the nearest solid object so as to not be swept away by the wind.
" DIE " dici said as he unleashed the move towards Angakok.
The Shaman God looked at the move as if observing a toy, if he were in his original body he could have crushed this attack and killed dici in a single strike, but since he was conford to this tier4 body he could only dispel it for now.
[ Wormhole ]
A giant hole appeared in the space in front of Angakok as the fabric of reality fractured.
The powerful wind attack conjured by dici was sucked down the wormhole like water washed down a sink, with not even the slightest wind disturbance left after 10 seconds.
dici looked at his attack being sucked off in horror as he could not wrap his head around how such a scene was possible.
Sweat dripped from his forehead as he stared into Angakok's creepy eyes and confident smile.
" Is that all you got boy? I haven't stretched my hands in a while- Co entertain more! " Angakok said in a deep and primal voice that was heard throughout the city although he did not shout it loud at all
It was only now that dici realised, the other party was not bluffing at all when he said he would kill him, this was a life and death battle!
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/// A/N - Chapter 26/40, I think we will make it! ///
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