Narrator's opening:
The echo of the clash had not yet faded, and the sky remained split apart by the battle between Poseidon and oungan.
Yet the confrontation was far from decided, and the earth itself braced for a mad fight between them.
As for the soldiers, they were swallowed by confusion and fear, like chess pieces awaiting their fate.
In this war, a single misstep could mean the fall of an entire army...
And when the great fire ignites, the world will be nothing but ashes, consumed by the madness of the approaching war.
Narrator's remark:
"Who will break first? Oungan, who drags his sword defying fate... or Poseidon, who raises his trident to make the oceans bow?"
Smoke clouds surged after the clash, and the echo of the explosion still resounded in the torn sky.
Oungan stood, dragging his black sword with steady steps, a mocking smile drawn on his face:
Oungan:
"Splendid, little fish... show me more of your techniques."
Poseidon's features froze, his voice rumbling like the roar of a raging sea:
Poseidon:
"I am not here to perform."
With a fierce swing of his trident toward Oungan, razor-sharp blades of water burst forth, fast as flying swords, cleaving the air with destructive force.
Oungan tightened his grip on his black sword, which erupted with a burning golden aura wrapping the blade.
He smiled with confidence as he stepped forward, then roared in defiance:
Oungan:
"Splendid, little fish... let's see if you can block this!"
He swung the sword with all his might, releasing a golden cutting slash that tore through the air in one devastating line toward Poseidon.
The slash devoured the water blades Poseidon had unleashed, ripping them apart, before heading directly for the Lord of the Depths.
Poseidon growled and struck his trident into the ground, summoning the ocean itself to answer his call.
A dense wall of water rose before him, a shield of the sea shimmering in dark blue.
Oungan's strike collided with the ocean's shield in a thundering explosion that shook earth and sky, its shockwave reverberating across the battlefield.
And as the dust rose once more, all eyes shifted toward another side of the field...
Hades, the King of the Underworld, remained leaning as though he weren't even in a warzone.
He looked at the torn sky with a chilling calm, muttering with disdain:
Hades:
"Do as you please... I have no intention of joining. I won't obey the orders of that old man."
His words were aimed at the King, as if his authority meant nothing to him.
Meanwhile, Semifel advanced with confident steps toward Odin, his eyes blazing with focus.
But the roaring clash between Poseidon and Oungan was so powerful it made the earth itself tremble.
Semifel suddenly halted, turned his gaze toward their battle, and smiled with amused interest:
Semifel :
"It seems they're putting up quite a fight..."
Odin raised his head, his challenging grin unwavering, his voice deep as his hands gripped the hilts of his swords:
Odin:
"If you're searching for a great fight... I'll show you one beyond your imagination."
Dark clouds swirled over the battlefield, while the echo of Poseidon and oungan's explosion still ripped the skies.
But on the other side, a new battle was about to ignite.
Odin stepped forward calmly, gripping two swords opposed in nature:
One gleamed white like heavenly light, the other cloaked in thick darkness like an eternal night.
A wild grin stretched across his face as he shouted:
Odin:
"Then let the dance begin!"
From his swords burst two massive cutting slashes, one white, cleaving the air like heavenly lightning, the other black, like a dark void devouring light.
The twin strikes surged in parallel paths toward Semifel with terrifying speed, threatening to tear apart everything in their wake.
Yet Semifel did not move an inch.
He thrust his bare hands forward, and in an instant the slashes collided with his palms.
Light and smoke erupted around him, yet his body did not sway even slightly.
A cold smile crept across his face, and his mocking voice cut through the smoke:
Semifel:
"Don't joke with me, old man... attack me with your full strength."
The devastating slashes vanished into the void, while Odin stood only a few steps away.
His face twisted into pure madness, his laughter rising amidst the chaos:
Odin:
"Hahaha... this is what I crave!"
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