Turning her head to see how Orion had managed to make it past the hundreds of n and won, all in strange attire, Fifi was instantly stunned.
The ground was utterly scorched and littered with countless bottomless pits and large sword marks that had ford a gash within the earth, stretching for about tens of ters.
As for the hundreds of impenetrable n and won in strange tulga—
They had disappeared! It was as though they hadn't been there in the first place, and if not for the landscape now riddled with the aftermath of the battle, it would have been hard to guess what had really happened.
Fortunately, she quickly understood that Orion clearly had a way to take care of the White Fla before them.
Withdrawing her eyes away from the scene, Fifi caught hold of Seth's dumbfounded expression as he beheld the sight behind him. She then shifted her attention to Orion, who was charging straight towards the caged White Fla.
Unfortunately, the sphere of water she had used to imprison White Fla had broken off once more and fallen back into the earth.
White Fla, of course, wasn't planning to avoid the attack as he saw Orion charging at him with a strangely familiar crimson greatsword that stirred sothing within him. He stood up, stretched his hand to grab the sword, and t the attack head-on.
At this mont, Orion glead with intensity as he focused his gift on the four-ter-long crimson greatsword. Even more, lightning generated out of his body as he surged towards White Fla like a bluish crimson flash of lightning.
In an instant, Orion arrived in front of White Fla.
His eyes glead. He leaned forward highly close to the ground and swung the four-ter-long crimson, lightning-coated greatsword upwards from under White Fla's arm.
White Fla's arm was severed.
Lightning erupted from the blade and shot towards the sky.
And for the first ti since the beginning of this battle —
"AHH!!!"
White Fla scread out in pain.
But Orion was not done. He halted his body and repositioned himself by the left side of White Fla's body. With his arms angled right above his hips, Orion swung his blade downwards without hesitation.
SLICE!
BANG!!
A scorched sword gnash, about eighteen ters in length, was ford behind White Fla as his upper body severed from his hips.
With a nonexistent dazed expression that could have been filled with disbelief and shock at what had just happened, White Fla could only part his lips with a deep exhale from having his body wholly severed into two.
"AHHHH!!!"
For the second ti since this battle had begun, the man-made god scread out in pain.
From a distance, at the cave entrance, even through the dust that had erupted from the ground, partly covering their view, the Crystalforge warriors felt as if they had been plunged into an absurd dream.
Even though they had anticipated it, the sight before them was sothing none could entirely grasp or comprehend—
But at this mont, anyone with eyes could witness that White Fla, the god who had tornted them for countless unknown generations, the god who stood as the primary obstacle to breaking the curse, the god who had crushed their hopes repeatedly, was now being subdued by the foreigner, Orion.
Bang! Bang! The echoes of countless knees hitting the rocky cavern floor reverberated through the air. Each remaining Crystalforge warrior collapsed, fists clenched, turbulent emotions surging from the depths of their hearts and spreading through their entire beings.
One thing was sure after today—
The curse that had shackled them for generations was finally on the verge of being shattered... Freedom was within their grasp!
anwhile, on the other side, Orion poised the four-ter crimson lightning-coated greatsword for another attack.
Unlike the previous slashes, this one aid to be a piercing stab, intending to impale White Fla's head and obliterate the rest of his body.
The crimson blade crackled with intensified lightning at its tip as Orion turned his head, asking, "Before I end this, do you have anything you'd like to say to him?" He addressed the question to Aerialia, who had been standing by him since the summoning of the crimson greatsword.
Gazing at the defeated White Fla, Aerialia nodded at Orion before redirecting her gaze toward the fallen god with a nacing intent.
"Oh, god, that dwelleth on earth, dost thou rember ?" She asked. Already aware that White Fla could see her, she chose not to reveal herself.
White Fla directed his gaze toward the tall, winged woman beside Orion, emanating a familiar divine energy. Despite sensing a gap in his mory, he struggled to fill it, only encountering obscure shadows that refused to make sense.
Even as his face glowed with burning white flas, his lips parted in a hoarse question, "Who... are you?" The question left Aerialia visibly frustrated, her expression shifting from annoyance to anger.
Angry shivers coursed through Aerialia's body as she retorted, "Art thou telling thou dost not rember or what thou hast done to and mine offspring?" Her wings folded as her feet gently touched the ground.
Shaking his head, White Fla replied, "Didn't he tell you? There are many things I can't rember now, including a significant part of who I was before being trapped in this mountain."
He redirected his focus back to Orion.
Orion furrowed his brow.
The sudden transformation of White Fla into a humanoid form had led him to believe that the completion of the trial might trigger the recovery of so mories.
However, it appeared that this wasn't the case.
"But…" White Fla's voice echoed once more, "I think I rember this sword." White Fla weakly extended his hand to touch the crimson greatsword. His hand pressed against the blade, seemingly unaffected by the bluish lightning, before retracting due to the extre sharpness.
"Covenant!... I rember... This blade, I called it Covenant..." White Fla suddenly uttered before swiftly shifting attention to the side, "Then you... You are the first god that I killed."
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A/n: It's only been several minutes since the battle began, so there's no need to update the status sheet, in case you think I forgot.
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