From within Elysia’s magic circles, a completely black sphere erges. I feel ti magic — a dense, dangerous magic. The collapsed ti inside the sphere gives off a pitch-black, gray-ridden tone.
From my own magic circle, a "slash" is fired. It is the [Chaos Blade of Perdition], a Doom Elent spell that generates a massive red cut with the power to erase any form of Mana.
Our attacks collide almost instantly. But because her sphere is ti magic rather than a Mana-based attack, my magic doesn’t slice it in two. The collision releases so much energy that the color of the sky shifts entirely, as if Mana were an intense pignt staining the heavens a pale red with gray clouds.
In the end, my attack loses out. The ti sphere remains stable, while my magic, which had far fewer circles behind it, loses stability and is destroyed.
The sphere is too fast. It catches my torso. To protect the baby, I use spatial magic to "send" my uterus into a parallel dinsion temporarily, dodging the blow while keeping it connected to my body.
The mont the sphere touches , half my torso is obliterated. Elysia seizes the opening, closing the distance far too quickly. She imdiately follows up with a fencing technique, slicing through my entire body with thousands of cuts, shredding it into impossibly tiny pieces.
’Good thing I protected my baby’s little room.’ I’ll return my uterus to its proper place later. Thanks to spatial magic, it’s still connected to my body, so leaving it elsewhere isn’t an issue.
"..." My body begins to regenerate. Black blood extends outward, snatching up the pieces and reconnecting them in a grotesque fashion, reassembling my body as if it were a toy made of building blocks. Elysia’s face twists into pure disgust as my body fully restores itself.
"Killing isn’t that easy, you whore." I point at her, activating another magic circle. She mirrors the movent. Physical blows won’t kill either of us for now — we both have far too much magic to heal ourselves.
We’ll have to wear each other down until recovering from physical damage is no longer possible.
’If I keep attacking her with magic, I think she’ll do the sa since we’re evenly matched, and this battle will co down to versatility.’
"Good. If you broke too quickly, I couldn’t punish you for existing in the sa universe as ," she says with sheer arrogance. Both of our magic circles unleash an extre initial wave of magic.
But because I started first, I switch tactics. I use my fists and start violently punching my own magic circle. This sends countless tiny energy beams hurtling toward Elysia, catching her completely off guard.
Each beam unleashes a different elent, and at my speed, so many beams of such varied magic are fired that Elysia can’t defend against the absurd variety.
I’m literally punching my magic into the circle — a brutish tactic, but one that produces a high volu of rapid attacks. However, due to the steep cost, it lasts only a few seconds before I deactivate the magic circle.
I see Elysia riddled with holes all over her body, clear through from one side to the other. Strangely, the blood leaking from inside her is golden and doesn’t sll like blood.
’No... that’s not blood...’ Fury erupts within the mont I realize what this shit is. The giant eye behind shifts, its pupil turning an intensely dark red.
"YOU FUCKING WHORE, YOU SENT A COPY AT ?! ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ?!" I charge at this thing without any caution before it can recover, grabbing its head. With zero gentleness, I shove it against my stomach, force it into my mouth, and chew.
Throughout the entire fight, I avoided biting Elysia. Not because it wouldn’t work, but because as a goddess, devouring her is far too dangerous. I don’t know what passives or abilities she possesses that could be extrely lethal, so letting her this close to the inside of my body was a risk I wasn’t willing to take.
But a copy? This whore used a fucking COPY! I deliberately tear her body apart, dismbering and ripping off pieces while thodically chewing to keep this thing alive as I listen to her screams.
"A-Agh, you bitch!" A pained voice reaches , and I take a punch to the chest. The real Elysia appears, sinking her hand into my mouth and pulling out everything she can. She quickly casts a spell that releases a massive shockwave, shoving backward while she holds the pieces of her clone in her hands.
The clone imdiately begins to be absorbed into Elysia’s body in a soft golden glow.
"..." I stare at Elysia, who’s bleeding in a few places. As I suspected, for a clone to have that much power, it would need to share the sa power source — in this case, it would especially need a direct connection to the real one.
"What do you think of that, you WHORE? Did you enjoy receiving a soul resonance, you worthless cunt?" I spit the horrid golden blood from my mouth as I glare at this piece of shit who thought a clone would be enough.
’I didn’t notice her approaching... what annoying stealth...’ I should have swallowed it imdiately — that would have dealt irrecoverable damage to her soul. This little shit still managed to save the fragnt of her soul before it was destroyed.
I figured she’d have an imnse range of abilities, but that clone was far too well-made. How frustrating.
"Hahaha, why stare at with such hatred? Didn’t like getting bitten?! I also HATED seeing you underestimate like that." I sll her blood — real blood this ti. It dangerously sharpens my instincts as I form a large katana.
"You’re a true plague, Pandora. An inelegant, disgusting, ill-mannered plague." The real Elysia’s gaze is far colder and more centered, nothing like that clone’s. She appears in front of instantly, so fast I don’t have ti to react as she slices off my arm.
I try to kick her, but she pivots extrely fast, cutting with her sword while firing off spells. I fire spells back at hers, creating a spear and defending against a sword strike that would nearly split in two.
"Got a little mad, did you?" I say mockingly, coating my fists with [rcurial Hunter] and beginning to puml her using my martial arts. She blocks everything but is forced backward.
Each punch makes the entire dinsion tremble. I don’t know where Mom and Azraelith are, since I can’t sense them, but even so, the fight is growing frantic. This dinsion is insanely durable.
Because my fists are coated in my divine weapon, they can collide against her weapon without my hands being completely destroyed. Each punch pushes her further away as I keep pressing her with everything I’ve got.
"You’ll pay dearly for trying to humiliate like this, Elysia." I grab her blade and pull, attempting to land a blow on her, but she suddenly twists the blade and impales my hand. I feel sothing being injected into my body, which makes leap backward in retreat.
"U-Urgh?" Sothing strange courses through , and then my body begins to shrink. Suddenly, my body loses its true form, reverting to its normal humanoid shape. I look at my hands in confusion, then at Elysia.
"Surprised? Your whore of a mother transforms too, and so does that abomination of a sister of yours. You think I haven’t learned that trick?" I see a black liquid dripping from the tip of Elysia’s blade as she speaks with a mockery that infuriates .
"Do you like it? It’s made from your mother’s blood. Perfect for dealing with a little abomination like you." She heals herself with magic, nding the damage as she points her sword at .
’This is... unexpected... I didn’t think I’d lose my true form...’ I put so distance between us, assessing my body. My power remains nearly the sa. I’ve only lost my true form, which will affect my magic output and regeneration. Before, I could regenerate even if I were shredded to bits. Not anymore.
’Even my uterus, which I preserved in another dinsion connected to via spatial magic, was affected...’ Without giving ti to think, Elysia advances. Now we’re at the "sa" height, but this humanoid body isn’t so disadvantageous.
I create a sword just like hers and block her attack. However, with my new size, I use only one hand on the sword, redirecting hers and punching her in the face, pushing her back.
I use my tail to shove her and fire flas at her face. She dodges, but I use temporal magic to appear right in front of her, kicking her face at eye level.
CRACK.
I appear behind her, using my sword to run her through from one side to the other, destroying her spine. But as I do, I notice that her body is strange inside — very different from what I expected, considering she’s the goddess of humans.
"!!!" A slash decapitates . Blood, now red instead of black, pours out. But using my regeneration and Mana, I solidify the blood and pull my head back into place while firing a massive amount of magic at her, violently shoving her upward.
’For now, thanks to my imnse amount of magic, losing my head isn’t instant death... but it’s still dangerous...’
The attack caught Elysia so off guard that she was hit with no chance to react. As I put distance between us, flying to the opposite side, I touch my neck to assess the regeneration.
"My regeneration is slower... System, can I access how many abilities Elysia has? Just a quantity assessnt, not what they do." I use my own version of the system to try to analyze, tapping into the true system.
"[According to free system data, Elysia has over 560,000 passives, 289,326,362,632,531 actives, and 9 trillion spells, though 95% of that does not affect goddesses.]"
’5% of what she has poses a danger to ... far more than I expected.’ 99% of my system spells are useless, so I understand. A lot of things don’t affect goddesses, and that’s exactly why I’m so focused on using the Doom elent.
"D-Dammit! I got distracted!" I see an imnse white beam coming at from very far away. My body bristles at the danger. I’m certain — this is an elental attack of the [Sky] elent. A threat to my life. And without my true form, I don’t have as much regeneration as I’d like.
I think fast, searching for a solution to defend against an attack that has already been launched, since I don’t have ti to dodge or block with another attack.
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