Rise Of The Anti God

"Aaargh!!" A howl of pain and agony echoed throughout the icy cave as tremors passed through the ground upon a huge monstrous body hitting the ground with five severed necks.

With just two combined attacks, Damien was able to cleave through five of Yohr's necks for a total of six heads, including the neck, where he had two heads!

When the jet black lightning bolt struck Yohr, it pushed him into the jet black vortex of lightning behind, which collapsed after sucking in all six of his heads and cleanly severing them from his body.

That was the amount of destructive power it possessed!

Yohr's body was even tougher than just his ethereal cultivation, and Kalypso had accounted this as a factor when she told the approximate level of strength Yohr had now after getting weakened by Luna.

"Boy!!! You will experience hell from my esteemed divine self. Arghh…" Yohr said in a dark and menacing tone filled with killing intent as he slowly got up, despite losing six heads. That was how resilient he was even after taking such serious damage.

However, Yohr was confidently waiting for his heads to regenerate, only to be shocked that his wounds were not even healing in the slightest. It was the same as the wounds the Ethereal One had left, which still had not healed.

All his five severed necks had a charred meaty texture with black vapors emanating from them. His flesh looked black and decayed as if it had lost all regenerative properties, and his flesh had literally died in that region.

"How is this possible?! My body…" Yohr grumbled in a perplexed and shocked tone as he could still feel the pain stemming from his wounds, and only his willpower was allowing him to endure such levels of pain.

The pain was quite excruciating, with a sharp stinging sensation as if he got hit by a thousand lightning bolts.

"You little…!! What did you do??" Yohr asked as he turned around and faced Damien with a blackened expression, not expecting a mortal to deal him wounds that were equally destructive as the ones the Ethereal One dealt him.

Damien was astonished to sense that just like Kalypso said, the attacks he dealt to Yohr using his Crimson Death were too corrosive and powerful to the point even a divine being like Yohr was unable to heal the wounds caused by it.

Yohr finally decided to take a risk by crippling Damien using his ethereal powers instead of killing him straight away, though he had no idea if crippling him could affect Damien's connection to the Origin Seed even though it shouldn't, based on his knowledge.

However, each Origin Seed was essentially different, and not all of them had the same properties. Some could work in quite different mysterious ways. But Yohr knew he had no choice since this mortal was too overpowered with his Origin Seed coupled with his sword that was even coming from another dark hellish dimension.

"You shall know my wrath, boy! Hisss!!" Yohr's powerful voice sent tremors throughout the cave as his eyes began to shine a bright azure color.

'Oh shit!' Damien saw that Yohr had decided to attack him for real after pushing him into a corner

His energy reserves were running low, because of which he was even forced to deactivate his Undying Wrath skill during the time he saw Yohr getting caught in between his two lightning attacks.

And now blood was trickling down his lips, his face pale, his posture looking quite fatigued, and his hands trembling from exhaustion. The bones in his arms and legs had fine cracks on them, making Damien endure a lot of pain while trying his best to recover his injuries with whatever little ethereal energy he could spare.

But his body couldn't bear it much longer as he suddenly collapsed on the ground, much to Yohr's confusion, who canceled his attack since he noticed how badly Damien was beaten up inside. He didn't want to simply waste his energy when Damien had incapacitated himself for him.

"Haha! This is what you get, boy, for overestimating your abilities. Everything comes with a price!" Yohr said in a sinstrous tone as he casually walked towards a barely conscious Damien who was trying his best to stay awake and fight before he ended up being dead meat.

'No…I can't fall now…get up Damien…fucking get up!' Damien desperately tried to gather whatever wisp of ethereal energy was left in his ethereal core, but all he got was nothing. His limbs were totally burned out, and the injuries to his internal organs were no joke, making it only harder for him to even move his fingers.

He knew he was gambling with his Anti-God Arts and knew he would end up like this if he didn't defeat Yohr before experiencing the backlash. However, he had no idea how much of an impressive feat it was for him to even sever five necks from a divine being whose body was one of its main strengths and hold him off for at least this long.

The Crimson Death lying in Damien's hand quickly shot towards Yohr as a desperate last attempt to buy some time for its Master, hoping that he could recover with whatever extra time he could get.

"Hmph, a broken old sword from the past is not worthy to face me! Hisss!" Yohr hissed as he used his tail to swat off the Crimson Death, sending it flying towards the other side, getting lodged into an ice block.

Kalypso had lost most of her spiritual energy after using it to empower her Master for all this while, including his attacks, because of which she could only desperately try even though she knew she wouldn't be able to do anything to Yohr, not without her Master lying like this.

Spirit Weapons, no matter how weak or powerful they were, would never be as strong as when resonating with their Masters. So without a Master, they would be heavily weakened, and Damien right now was fully burned out to resonate with her again.

Yohr scoffed after swatting the sword away and stood before Damien as his eyes glinted with fevered excitement, using his large claws to grab Damien's body and take over his soul.

But just as he was about to touch Damien, his claw froze in mid-air as if he sensed something dangerous!