When Corey saw what the Clown was doing, his expression beca grave, and his pure white eyes shined brightly as his Stars of Consciousness flared with nurous thoughts and simulations on what to do.
Although a part of him wanted to believe that Divine would most likely have the power to destroy whatever it was that the Clown planned on creating, he couldn’t depend too much on him.
From what he could sense, the blood sphere was radiating an aura that was nearly equivalent to that of a Tier 8.
It was not at Tier 8, but extrely close to Tier 8. And the reason he knew this was because he had t a Tier 8 in the past.
The Wandering Paragon
He could vividly recall the aura of the Old Man back then, and although he had little to no knowledge when he first encountered the Wandering Paragon, with his unique mind, he was able to accurately recall what his soul and body instinctively felt.
’Divine might be a Tier 6 who can easily kill a Tier 7 abomination, but this is on a whole different scale. The difference between a Tier 7 and a Tier 8 is far far far greater than the difference between a Tier 7 and a Tier 8.’
’It’s like the difference between a million and a hundred million.’
However, contrary to what Corey expected, Divine began laughing loudly like a mad man when he saw the blood sphere and the entrapped screaming souls within.
"Hahahaha! You vile and evil bastard. The hate and disgust I have for you will forever burn like the sun. Every single action of yours disgusts !"
"Burn!"
BANG!
Golden flas appeared beneath Divine’s feet, and then he blasted toward the blood sphere like a cot.
He stretched out his hand, and a golden sword made from the golden flas appeared in his hand.
"Disgusting Bastard!"
Divine cursed and slashed down at the blood sphere, but to his slight surprise, his golden sword was rebounded and a clear ringing sound echoed across the devastated world tree’s realm.
"Hahahaha! Did you think I’d allow you to destroy my creation? My work of art?! You’ve already destroyed more than enough DIVINE!!!"
Divine’s brows were slightly furrowed as he looked the blood sphere in front of him. Before his sword was able to slash through the sphere, the remnant shadows that had not been burned by his golden flas appeared and protected the blood sphere.
The shadows he cut were imdiately detached from the remaining shadows so that the golden flas would not spread and burn what little shadows he had left.
Divine did not spend more than a second pondering on how to bypass the blood sphere. Instead, he scoffed with disdain.
"I’ll burn you and every single one of your fucking useless arts, you bastard."
Divine placed his hands on the shadows and the blood sphere, and the shadows tried to swallow his hand, but golden flas appeared around his hands.
The shadows released a strange shriek of pain, and they quickly scurried away like rats running away from cats.
The golden flas slowly spread across Divine’s arms and his entire body, and then Divine looked like a god made out of divine golden flas.
"You bastard." The Clown growled in fury, but Divine rely smiled.
And then he began pushing his arms inside the blood sphere.
The surface of the sphere began to bubble, and the souls in the sphere began screaming in pain and at the sa ti, relief and joy.
It was extrely strange, but their screams no longer hard any one of them.
The Clown growled when he saw this, and then he manipulated the crimson and black lightning in the sky to fall on Divine.
However, Divine rely laughed in the face of danger.
A piece of the golden flas on his body was detached from his body, and from the flas, Rosa appeared, shocking Corey.
"Rosa?" He mumbled in disbelief, not only because of her appearance, but also her aura.
’She’s also a Tier 6?’
Rosa did not have the ti to look at Corey. In her hands was a blood red bow, and when Rosa pulled her hands to the back, six blood red arrows appeared.
She let go of the arrows, and each arrow collided with the lightning bolts falling toward Divine.
As the lightning bolts clashed with the arrows, both were destroyed in the process.
More lightning bolts kept falling, but Rosa was relentless and did not stop firing her arrows.
anwhile, Divine chuckled once again, and then he placed his fingers inside the blood sphere. The golden flas spread inside the blood sphere, and two massive hands made out of golden flas materialized inside of the blood sphere.
Divine’s feet ignited with golden flas, and then he pulled his hands apart with a maddened glint, and then...
The blood sphere began creaking and cracking as it was slowly torn apart. A few seconds later, it was completely torn apart and burnt by the golden flas despite the Clown’s attempt to reinforce the blood sphere, causing him to roar in fury.
"DIVINE!!!!!!"
To Corey’s disbelief, the Clown ripped out the Book of Death from his chest, and the Book of Death which had been rapidly opening from page to page while embedded in the Clown’s page stopped on a particular page.
"I offer my life to the great one who offers rest. I my life to the great one who offers peace. I offer my life to the being who does not slumber but ensures that his followers slumber. I offer my life to the King of the Underworld. I offer my life to- gargh!"
"Shhhh. Why don’t you shut the fuck up and not do sothing we’ll both regret."
As the Clown spoke to the Book of Death, Divine suddenly appeared on the Clown’s massive head and threw a golden fireball inside the Clown’s mouth, stopping him from continuing his words.
The Clown looked at Divine with imnse fury in his white and black spiral eyes.
"Die!"
Two beams of light shot out of the Clown’s eyes, but Divine rely tilted his head to the side, dodging the beams. He then stretched out his right hand, and a colossal golden sword made out of the golden flas appeared.
"Open wide and say ahh."
Divine smiles, and without waiting for a response from the Clown, he plunged the sword deep inside the Clown’s mouth, causing golden flas to erupt inside of the Clown.
The Clown felt imnse pain as he let out a bone chilling scream.
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