The Heavenly Martial Empress Returns: An OP Xianxia Returnee LitRPG Chapter 122: Mursha Against Ultimus

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Ultimus wasn’t fine right now; thanks to Belze’s curses and poison, he had been growing weaker over ti, and even after he managed to defeat her, the curses and poison inside of him continued spreading the more he fought. The energy he manipulated only made these deadly powers spread.

There was no knowledge about such curses or poison before; this was because they were mixed with Murim’s Curse and Poison techniques, which worked much differently! They targeted a foe’s ridians, their internal flow of energy, their physiques, and even how their abilities worked.

Belze, who thought her curses were perfect in their lethality and cruelty, suddenly ca to the realization she had yet to even reach their truest power, and with Bing Xue’s scrolls teaching her new techniques, her powers increased to completely new, ridiculous levels.

Although she ended up dying, her Demonic Soul and her Mask were already recovering inside the book she was stored in within Bing Xue’s Demonic Library; her consciousness was still there. She smiled, giggling.

“Heheh~ I bet that bastard must be wondering why his curse and poison had not gone away after my death... Ki is sure an amazing energy, huh?” she thought. “Now the only thing left is to slay him… That orc lady that master fancied a lot—I'll leave that task to her, I suppose. After all, she’s the one who wanted revenge the most, right? Hmm, I wonder how she’ll repay Master once everything is done~? Seeing how the master has two wives, maybe a third wouldn’t be so bad- Wait, can I be the fourth, I wonder?”

As the demon drowned in her own fantasies, the fight between Mursha and Ultimus began. Mursha imdiately attacked him using her giant axe, unleashing a deadly cleave that pierced the skies and the ground, shaking the entire world.

SLAAASH!

“Dammit!”

Ultimus groaned, gritting his sharp teeth as he quickly tried to evade, only to be quickly caught by Mursha’s unexpectedly long-ranged attacks as her cleaving blow continued moving for several ters, hitting him with an almost area-of-effect attack!

“What?!

BOOOM!

This was, of course, completely different from her previous attacking patterns and techniques! Ultimus was utterly shocked. Mursha had never wielded the power of her abilities in such a way before, and it was all because of the new Developing Divinity that she took from Obsidian as her victory prize.

Through these Shadows, she was able to extend the range of her attacks and expand their areas of effect, greatly giving her an advantage no other warrior purely specializing in physical power held!

“What’s wrong, Ultimus? Has age finally gotten to you?!” Mursha roared. “After all these years… Just how long have you lived? You’re the sa age as the Barbarian God, aren’t you?”

Mursha reached Ultimus, swinging her gigantic axe against him and unleashing a barrage of powerful cleaving blows. The eight-ard red orc giant swung his fists, clashing against her attacks and resisting the imnse force using his sheer prowess and divine energies.

CLASH! CLASH! CLASH! CLASH!

“What… are you talking about?!” Ultimus muttered, as if pretending to not know.

“I know very well what you did! You’re the one that created that God!” roared Mursha. “You and your damned tribe, the four-ard red orcs of the Volcanic North, you sacrificed ten thousand of your people to give birth to the God of War and Bloodshed!”

“T-That’s…!” Ultimus scread, incapable of believing that Mursha knew such a thing!

mories flashed through his mind in that very mont—mories when he was nothing but a child, as he saw countless people have their hearts taken out of their chests, as he saw their souls mixing together in an unholy ritual where both sacrifices and dark magic mixed together.

“SHUT UP! YOU DON’T KNOW SUCH A THING! STOP PRETENDING!”

Ultimus grew furious and restless! He believed he was the only one left from his tribe at the mont, after over three hundred years since the Barbarian God was born.

He swung his arms and suddenly amassed his divine powers into eight gigantic swords, which he used to attack Mursha eight tis at the sa ti, with explosions of divinity and ki erupting as the two warriors fought. Mursha defended herself as she was slowly being pushed back.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

“How do I know that?! Well, my guardian told !”

“Guardian?!”

Mursha jumped into the skies using wings made of shadows and descended rapidly, her axe glowing with black and red auras, combining together as the figure of a huge wolf erged from within all her blood runes.

He wasn’t anymore with her, but his powers remained; what was left of his divine spiritual strength, he left it all on Mursha, further awakening her powers.

“Who else but the one you tried to kill so much? The one who you had to go as far as killing my entire family to slay?!”

“AWOOOOO!”

Her wolf-like aura howled as Ultimus eyes widened in utter disbelief! Even though the wolf was gone, his presence, powers, and aura remained.

“T-The Bloodfang Wolf! That damn beast! H-How?! I was sure he died with-”

CRAAASH!

Before he could say another word, Mursha rushed down, cleaving through his chest and rushing down her axe towards his stomach! Ultimus scread in agony, incapable of believing she was able to pierce through his divine physique.

“UUGGH?! YOU BASTARD!”

With a furious and maddening scream, all eight of his swords rushed towards Mursha, unleashing a storm of slashing attacks and explosions of divine flas and pushing the orc warrioress away.

CLASH! CLASH! CLASH!

CLAAASH!

Mursha was covered in dozens of deadly slicing wounds, yet she smiled, her runes growing stronger the more damage she took and the more blood she lost.

To the Bloodfang Tribe, the more wounded they were, it didn’t an that their lives were coming to an end.

It simply ant that their true power was finally coming out!

“The Bloodfang Wolf lives in every mber of the Bloodfang Tribe!” Mursha roared, putting herself on almost all fours, resembling a feast as her aura shaped into fur-like leather clothes resembling the pelt of a wolf; even the ferocious head of a wolf covered her head. “You killed everyone, except ! He remained within ; this entire ti, he had been watching over ! And I learned the truth in the last monts as he shared all his mories with ! What he saw—what your traitorous tribe did to this world! And how you sold yourselves to those bastards! The ones that taught you the ritual to create your ideal god!”

“The wolf was alive?!” muttered Ultimus. “And she knows way too much! How did he... that damn spirit! He was able to see all of that?! The origin of our cult, the sacrifice of my family to finally create our own god… I thought that truth was buried underground by now! I shouldn’t have let her live, I shouldn’t have been rciful with that damn child!”

FLASH!

Mursha reached Ultimus, her giant axe moving down towards him. His wounds had yet to regenerate, and no potions worked on the horrendous wound she left over his entire chest.

CLASH! CLASH! CLASH!

Three cleaving blows reached him; Ultimus evaded the first one, but the other two quickly found him even when he ran away from her range. Mursha’s shadows rged with her attacks, as two cleaving blows slashed across his back.

SLAAASH! SLAAASH!

“Aaaggh!”

Two of his eight arms were sliced apart, rolling over the floor and leaving behind a large quantity of blood. The orc glanced at Mursha in disbelief; his magic and powers were continuously growing weaker, while Mursha seed to have endless energy!

“While Bing Xue is killing your damn god, I’ll make sure to behead you for good, you bastard! Co here!” Mursha roared.

“STOP THIS!”

Ultimus scread, quickly standing up and swinging his blades, unleashing several powerful techniques. Mursha greeted them with her own, cleaving and slashing her way through endless explosions of divinity.

“Dammit!”

The red orc scread, gathering divine magic power into his hands and then using his own blood as a weapon, creating several explosive blood spears and firing them at Mursha.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Mursha used her pelt-like aura armor to protect herself, but that still took her a couple of seconds, which Ultimus took to reach her all the way from behind, his swords slashing across her back.

SLASH! SLASH! SLASH!

“Ugh!”

His attacks were strong, but far from being completely lethal. The thing is, Mursha noticed his swords grinding against her right arm! He aid to slice her dexterous arm so she wouldn’t be able to easily wield her weapon, significantly weakening her in the process.

“I’ll take this arm with , you damn bitch! I should have killed you back then, when you were weak and pathetic! I should have raped you and cut you down into pieces! YOU FILTHY ANIMAL!”

“The only filthy animal is YOU!”

Mursha’s arm muscles tightened, suddenly wrapping around the blades, trying to cut through her bone, and with a shockwave of mana, primal power, ki, and spirit energy, shattering all the blades.

“HAAAH!”

Crack, crack…!

CRAAASH!

“What?!”

Ultimus eyes widened, incapable of believing how powerful Mursha had beco! And this technique was all thanks to Primal Power, a special energy capable of strengthening the physical body to completely superhuman levels. Muscles, bones, skin, flesh, and everything related to the physical body could be turned incredibly powerful and strengthened, and also manipulated in many incredible ways, such as using her muscles alone to shatter the blades trying to slice through them!

“Fuck off from my sight, you bastard!”

Mursha kicked Ultimus in the face and pushed him away with trendous force, breaking most of his teeth and destroying his lower jaw in the process, while one of his eyes popped and his nose broke.

BAAAM!

“Aarrgh!”

Ultimus fell like a blazing teor into the ground, shattering the floor beneath him and creating a crater in the process. His body was wounded beyond belief, and above all else, he suddenly realized he had lost yet another pair of arms!

“W-When…?!”

Suddenly, he noticed that, as Mursha walked towards him, there were two arms made of shadows and her own blood aura grabbing two arms, which they had just torn apart from him.

“Missing these?”

Mursha threw his sliced arms back at him before her giant axe sliced them apart into countless small fleshy pieces.

SLASH! SLASH! SLASH!

“Aaaahhhh…! Y-You’re such a monster! YOU BEAST!”

Ultimus was completely shocked, incapable of believing the savagery of Mursha’s acts, despite being the cult leader of a cult that worshiped a god of bloodshed, war, and barbarism.

“This is just like the pot calling out the kettle…” laughed Mursha. “I am the monster born from all the people you’ve hurt and all the innocents you’ve killed. I’ve already learned my true purpose. I am here to finally end it all, to avenge the fallen, and to destroy your pathetic cult! And I will NOT stop until I see your head rolling on the ground, ULTIMUS!”

Mursha didn’t stop, rushing towards him as her entire Aura erupted, resembling dozens of giant wolves and their sharp jaws, reaching Ultimus and attacking him.

The now four-ard red orc quickly stood up, divine power flaring through his entire body as he used everything he had, even to the extent of consuming his own lifespan to regain so of his strength, and then clashed against Mursha again.

“RAAAHHHH!!!”

With four more arms made of pure divine power and his entire body covered in divine runes, while a divine halo erged above his head, Ultimus unleashed all of his divine god powers at once.

Reaching Mursha, all of his blazing fists hit her directly, at a speed Mursha could barely discern! Before she knew it, her entire body had received dozens of blows, leaving behind ugly, burned scars.

BAAM! BAAM! BAAM! BAAM! BAAM!

“Ungh?!” Mursha groaned in pain. “He moved so fast! So he still had so more power hidden as a trump card, this bastard!”

Channeling her energies and combining them together, Mursha quickly spun in midair at the sa ti as Ultimus continued hitting her, her axe helping her block the blows while unleashing a storm of blood aura and shadows.

“{Divine Bloodfang Axe Arts}: {Blood Shadow Storm}!”

FLUOOOSH!

“Agh…! Dammit!” Ultimus scread, caught in the storm of attacks. “How is this possible?! My blows should have easily left holes through her, but she’s… so damn tough!”

As Ultimus and Mursha continued their relentless, blood-pumping battle, the skies darkened, as the frustrated screams of many gods slain by Bing Xue reverberated. And then, of the Barbaria God himself, a gigantic cataclysm suddenly hit the entire world of Elios.

“IF I HAVE TO DESTROY THE ENTIRE WORLD, I WILL! AS LONG AS I CAN KILL YOUUUUU!”

Ultimus smiled with fascination as he saw the entire world of Elios beginning to break apart, giant volcanoes drowning the once beautiful grasslands with magma, and a monstrous and aberrant beast surged from the ever-growing body of his god.

“Haha… HAHAHA! He’s doing it! My god shall create a utopia of bloodshed and war!”

“What?!”

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