Short Disclair: I have not read COI yet, so the way Hunters fight is still very much a mystery to . The following fight was made through the information I could get from the LOTM wiki and the way I could imagine them fighting within the confines of power that I see Winston to be at.
dici, The Red Priest that brings destruction.
The Great God of War, the Embodint of Chaos and Strife.
He was the ruler of flas and iron. The acolyte of blood and battle. Each swing of his sword brought down his enemies and he swerved through enemy attacks with the nimblesness of a cat.
Winston's Avatar could not possibly hope to match a King of Angels of the Red Priest pathway.
It was simply a matter of order of life. The Order of Life of an Angel was so far removed from anything Mortals or even Demigods could think of that comparing them was like comparing a caricature to a human.
Mortals and Demigods, when in comparison to an Angel or a higher being, might as well not be real. It was the natural difference between an ascended being and a mortal one.
The sa held true for Winston himself.
At the level of an Angel, everything, every ability that a beyonder held would beco an authority. Comparing the spells of the lower sequences to it was not viable. They were rely cheap imitations.
Huuuuuu!
dici breathed out, exhaling a cloud of smoke and dust. Flas littered the atmosphere around him and heated up the area.
The Archides had already entered an ergency mode. The fight that was about to comnce here was felt by every single ranker, the small amount of High Rankers, the residents of the Middle Areas and the regulars below.
It was Chaos.
The only sound in dici's ears was of fire and wind.
Until it wasn't.
Whoooosh!
Fui! Fui!
Sothing fast. Cutting through the air.
dici swung his sword which had already beco red due to the heat. tallic clangs rang out in the area as the steel bodied shinhueh, dozens in the number dashed at him from all
sides and attempted to cut him apart.
dici broke out with a maniacal grin.
His knowledge of battle had been increased. Since Winston's fight with Kallavan, his body no longer perford wasted movents.
Every move was calculated, perford with the highest precision and accuracy to deliver the deadliest blow. Each move was ingrained into his very bones.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
Hundreds of tallic whispers split the air and the flas tore themselves apart by the movent of behemoths within them. The silver bodied shinhueh twisted in the air and attacked dici with their bodies.
Even through this short exchange, it was evident that dici was holding his own pretty well. But he would be pushed back. There would co a ti when his defence would be breached.
"1st Virtue of War." dici whispered. The Book in his hand opened, displaying the first page, draped in red.
Traurei watched in interest as the Fandore Harpe rushed at this... strange man.
And then, they all fell.
They simultaneously split apart.
They were there, and then the next mont, they were not. The sword had sliced them too fast. The cause ca before.
"First Strike." dici's whisper ca after.
A deafening roar reached Traurei's ears as he watched the carcasses of his Fandore Harpe littered the air and fall down towards the ground.
His face was not as expressionless as before clearly displaying his surprise, and his hand clutched his ear.
"That was an annoying roar." He said.
"Deal with it." dici grinned and the next mont, various sonic booms rang in the air.
Boooooom!!!!
His lean but built figure appeared above Traurei, as if he had always been there!
His sword was pointed straight at his eye, with his body extended horizontally in the air and he grinned with sadistic glee.
And then- there was light...
Shaaaaaa!
Booom!
Booom!
Craaaaaaaa!
A gigantic green fla enveloped them both, burning them within! dici, although he
wasn't burned was pushed into the air.
His smile never faltered as he again looked down towards the target.
A demonic yet humanoid giant with the head of a goat floated under Traurei. The thing had chains all around it's head and wielded a giant staff.
[Lazy Elgore- One of Traurei's beasts]
"Fire ain't gonna work on ! Loner boy!" dici yelled.
And that smashed the nail into the coffin.
Traurei's expression changed. No longer was it of a monotonous calm or that of mild
annoyance.
His eyes narrowed and his forehead constricted. With his spirit vision, dici saw anger flood the man's spirit as he lost reason.
"That's enough!" A guttural roar reached out from his throat as he extended his arm.
And then, destruction ensued.
Rankers and High Rankers had already begun to make their way to the outside of the ship. Yet, when they did, flas consud them whole!
In the air, various draconian beasts road with a ferocity only seen in the likes of a Ray Barracuda. Blazing flas of all coloured surrounded them as they tried to burn a single target and held no regard for anything else.
[Enraged Rapid]
[Poison Dragon Vanquish]
[The Arrogant Kraken]
[galodon]
[Giant 16 Horned Crocodile]
[Fandore Harpe]
Utter Chaos descended, and at the center of it all was dici.
Yet the ship itself wasn't suffering any damage.
It was one of dici's power. By deeming a place as a battlefield, not only does he and his
allies recieve a buff and the enemies recieve a debuff, but he can choose a 'fort' to defend. So long as he were alive, it was impossible to destroy the fort. It was a spell made through raw
shinsu usage and his door pathway's ability to record states.
For the people that leave it though... that's a tough thing to say. Excellent... everything is as strong as I'd thought. dici thought as he dodged and parried another set of attacks that would have decimated any normal High Ranker instantly.
Any one of those attacks is enough to deal lethal damage. He's cutting off my escape route with the Eel. Their defence has been boosted through loner boy's shinsu. The octopus is trying to limit my movents. Every ti I cut it's limbs more grow in it's place.
He continued to cut through everything, the flas of battle fueling his stamina. Traurei continued to watch him with his rageful expression. Yet dici knew he had regained clarity long before the attack even began. At this mont, what Traurei was feeling was cold clarity and a sense of absolute curiosity.
He grinned and rged into the flas of the dragon, appearing directly above one of them!
Then, holding his sword in one hand, he slashed down.
He 'Reaped' the Dragon's life.
"Cull." He muttered.
And the dragon exploded into viscera and blood.
Spuuuurttttt!
Shaaaa!
Crack!
Three consecutive strikes.
Three comsecutive strikes layered themselves over and over again, striking at different points
in the space that he had deed as his battlefield!
Armor and scales cracked as his blade found the weakness in their builds. Blood and viscera
burned up in the flas that layered his blade.
Everything was over in the blink of an eye.
dici spread out his arms and held himself in the air in a T pose. His lava coloured eyes
looked down at Traurei.
"12th Virtue of War - Layered Destruction." His voice that left his mouth as a whisper ca to life
and reached Traurei as a roar!
BOOOOOOOMMMM!!!!
Explosions. Explosions numbering in the hundreds and in the thousands occurred all behind him as the Angel Red of War stood with his arms unfurled.
Delayed Explosions. One of the Mid Sequence Abilities of a Red Priest.
The remains of the beasts exploded in fire, burning away in the pyre made by the Red Priest.
"Sigh!" Traurei sighed.
"You're troubleso." He said.
dici's eyes instantly widened as he felt his hair stand on edge.
Instantly, he leapt into the spirit world, using the door pathway's abilities to escape!
Appearing dozens of ters away, he saw a transparent green disc in the place he was just at. "What the shit?" He narrowed his eyes. Then, he clicked his tongue.
I wasn't supposed to use my actual pathways. He face pald. But due to the sword in his hand, a
tallic clang rang in the air.
Just then, he felt the remains of the beasts moving again.
"If you think you've taken care of my animals, you're sorely mistaken." Traurei spoke with
a clear voice, unlike his previous tone.
The chunks of flesh appeared and coalesced before him, taking the form of a sphere of flesh.
Slowly, the flesh started to mold itself into shape.
Interesting. dici narrowed his eyes, curiously studying this strange phenonon.
The souls of the beasts. They had no dissipated. Nay, it would be more accurate to say their
bodies did not have a soul. Traurei had their soul trapped within his fishbowl.
But where us his fishbowl? dici looked through his spirit vision, gazing at the man.
"Die." A clear voice rang in his ear suddenly.
And green was all he saw.
"What the hell is happening?!" Theolis yelled as he held onto the railings of the ship hallway
for his dear life.
He didn't know what the hell was going on outside, only that it was better that he stayed on
board.
He had only finished packing 10 minutes ago, and then everything went to shit!
He could not help but silently cry in his heart.
Climb the tower they said... it would grant your wishes they said... I was happy back at my coffee farm!
"Buckle up." Suddenly, he heard a voice behind him.
He turned his head to look at Samuel.
"What do you an?! We aren't going anywhere! Don't you feel the intense vibrations!" He
yelled.
Samuel gave him a reassuring smile.
"Even space warping has beco difficult to achieve here. The entire thing had been sealed."
He closed his eyes.
"But I have a feeling a short window will present itself."
Jue Viole Grace, the slayer nominee laid still on the ground, bound with strange bindings that
sucked him of all his strength.
The ground shook from the occasional tremors. Viole's face which was covered partially by his
bangs turned up to look at the large structure.
The Needle of Enryu.
I feel... a strange pull...
His brown eyes flashed with a strange red hue.
Droplets of shinsu, red in colour floated up from the walls and went towards the Thorn.
"What is this?" He couldn't help but mutter.
He felt sothing... Sothing huge. Sothing powerful.
He had never felt so... alive?
Shaaaaa!
A blinding light shone into his eyes.
And then, a voice reached his ears.
"So you're the one who will take my Thorn."
The voice was fleeting and far. It seed almost fake. Viole opened his eyes.
There, in the air above the Thorn floated a man.
He had red hair and red eyes and wore a coat.
He smiled at him.
"Take it then."
And so, the Thorn disappeared, rging into him.
A/N: Red Priest pathway is op. Like every other pathway I an. But this one is just built for
hands bro.
The High Sequence Abilities just triggered so many ideas in my head but I couldn't include
them because Winston doesn't have enough power to manifest them yet.
Maybe in the future.
Cheers~
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