The God of Gravity part 3: Apocalypse

Silva Versus Tsar

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Kwame is ready to finish Hilde. All she has to do is to stab her in the back with her claws made out of Olympian Steel.

“Argh!!!” she screams, lunging her claws forward. Unexpected as it is, that a red soul slices her arms. She screams in pain.

Hilde is ruthless with her eyes glowing red and her axe held up high. As Kwame sits on the leathery tentacle, she glares without a sign of regret for the betrayal she has done at Hilde. As the Goddess of War, this angers her. It only takes one swing to split Kwame's skull. Her remaining comrade, the God of Krakens is trembling in fear after realizing they are not enough to kill her.

With a glare after looking above her shoulder, she frowns at him. “The three of you looked so astounding right when you showed up. Now, look at what you are now, shaking.” He turns around and dived back into the sea. “Oh, no, you don't!!” She follows him.

He is so fast underwater because of his tentacled legs. At this rate, he could escape from Hilde in no time. The fear on his face is visible like one can almost see him sweating underwater. He looks back and she is still pursuing him. The distance between them is getting farther by the second.

His face gets bashed by a large red war hammer. It is from a soul she summoned. Swishing into the water, he gets blown back to Hilde. It is too late for him to avoid her as she is already prepared with her punch. He tries to get his staff in front of him to defend himself but it is too late. Her fist crushes his face with a big crunch that spreads throughout the surrounding waters. Then followed by a large explosion.

At the surface, debris, fishes, and flesh blow up into every direction. Hilde rises to the surface with a deep breath. It is over—she thinks and it is. She killed Kwame and the God of Krakens. And right before she resurfaced, she pulls the unconscious God of Crabs from the ocean floor. She grits her teeth as thousands of burning questions run on her mind. This god could answer some of them but she has to wait until he wakes up. She swims to where the body of Alina is. Without a bother, she let the God of Crabs lie on the floating debris without any shackles. She can chase him down anyway. He does not have any way to escape.

Emotionless, she looks at Alina's pale face. “How could you die from that, Alina?” she asks. “You're an Olympian and it's supposed to take more than that to kill you. And you're too young to die. You have a long life ahead of you.” She holds Alina's hand. “I will find and kill whoever did this!!!” she snarls.

On another planet, a battle has already started. On Mars, Silva and Tsar have been fighting for quite a time. Although without prayers, she is holding onto her relic—her cape to amplify her limited power. She has a hard time trying to beat Tsar because she still has to protect Olympus Mons no matter what. She losses it, she losses this fight. They fight in the air. He flies by exploding energy under his sole while Silva controls her armor.

“Are you getting tired now, my lady?” he asks, punching her wall of steel. It bursts into pieces with his atomic punch.

She says, “Not really.” and punches his gut but he is quick using his Sword Breaking to defend himself. He gets thrown back very far. This gives her to make two spears by using some parts of her cape and throw them. They fly so swiftly to where Olympus Mons is. She turns back to fight Tsar and let the spears be.

In Olympus Mons, buildings have been crushed by thick and large vines, walls have been sliced by sharp claws, and dead bodies are piling up on the streets. Tsar's young followers, Viktor the God of Vines and Arina the Goddess of Lions have been causing chaos inside the capital. The shield of Olympus Mons is activated but they were too late in activating before these young deities come in. No one can stop them, not even the deities of Olympus Mons.

With Arina's face and teeth full of blood, she runs around, killing everyone who comes to stop her. She is laughing and loves the smell of blood, the sound of flesh ripping apart, and the screams of agony.

“Arina!” Viktor yells. Arina is advancing ahead and too far from him. “Don't go too far from me!” He kills a demigod with his sharp vine piercing through the man's gut.

“Just catch up!” she chuckles before charging again for a rampage.

He frowns when she got out of his sight after she turns to the left continuing street. “This is why Lord Tsar never wants her to go in missions alone.” He sighs and follows her.

Then he senses something coming for him. For the moment, no one is around so he could take this time to look at the shield above. There is a second-long momentary opening on an area of the shield. Through it, two silver needle-like spears come descending at very high speeds. His eyes widen and he begins to travel faster on his vines. One of the spears is pointing at him and he knows the other one is chasing Arina.

“Arina!!” he shouts at her as she is before the shield facility of Olympus Mons.

She is not listening so instead he knocks her away using his vine at the same time he rolls forward to avoid the spear. Although they were small, the spears pierced deep into the ground with an explosion. As if there are bombs underground and two simultaneous explosions happened. The skyscrapers around the street have their windows shattered into pieces, making clinking sounds on the street. Huge dust clouds cover the street as Viktor seeks to find Arina. He finds her right before the entrance, glaring at him.

“What the hell are you doing, Viktor, you i***t?!!!”

“I saved you, and now, ‘I’ am the i***t?”

“I can handle myself!”

“Well, suit-”

They feel wary as they sense something creeping out of the earth below them. They jump back away from each other at the same time the two spears come sprouting out of the ground and through the air.

“What the heck are those?!” she asks.

“They're Silva's relics!”

“What?”

“Dodge!”

The spears strike at them again. They miss but continue to attack. Arina deflects the spear going after her using her claws. Viktor clumps his vines around the spear to slow it down. It goes through the vines but he manages to avoid its razor-sharp end.

Victor frowns as he thinks, “Controlling her relic in this distance…, what is she?”

“I'm impressed, Lady Silva,” says Tsar from the distance while they are in the air. She can hear him as clear as day. “Fighting three opponents at once takes a lot of power of the mind. Are you sure you can win like this?”

“I will win,” she smirks and charges in bursting speed.

He is unprepared for the blow so he gets hit in the face. His cheek, although imbued with Sword Breaking, bleeds. She does not give him time to recover nor chance put his stance when she lets out a barrage of punches on his abdomen. A powerful kick at the end of the combo launches him into the ground below. Her eyes glow silver as metals from the ground gather around her. She molds them into one mass. Like a gum it was that she bends it into one large lead of a bullet, as big as a bus.

Tsar smirks as he gets out from the rubble, feeling pain all over his body. “That was a good kick!” The dust cloud clears up and he gets a clear view of Silva's giant bullet. “Bring it on!” he taunts, squeezing his fist right beside his hip.

She punches it from behind shooting it at an explosive speed, faster than any meteorite. Tsar punches it with his atomic punch. The light of his punch is like the sun. So bright that everyone thinks that the sun came down to Mars. The shock wave destroys the trees, hills, and barns outside the protection of Olympus Mons. Although far, it reaches the shield, making the whole capital shake. The shield itself looks like it is shutting down after absorbing the impact.

“Arina!” shouts Viktor while fighting against the spear that is chasing him. “Destroy the shield facility!”

“What about these stupid needles?!” she complains, scratching and hitting the spear.

“We can't destroy them! Just remember our objective! If we do it, we win!”

“Fine!”

She grunts in an exertion to punch the spear, sending it deep into a building. In an instant, her body changes into a half-lioness. Roaring, she charges at the shield facility, sending flying slices. The facility explodes in an electrical outburst and the building crumbles down. The shield shuts down, exposing the whole capital.

“Nice!” compliments Viktor. “Huh?” he asks when he notices the spears are not attacking them anymore. They return to Silva and this means victory for them. He smirks before saying, “Let's get out of here.”

Her voice is growling because of her half-lioness form as she says, “I want to s*******r them all!”

“Lord Tsar will do that. And I won't force if you want to get caught up in it.”

“Tch!” she responds, turning back into her original form. Then they leave.

Silva is breathing hard. That last move took a significant amount of energy from her, considering that most of her devotees are dead and the remaining could not spare time to pray for her. Tsar emerges from the blazing crater the impact made. He is gritting his teeth, feeling the pain in his fist. There is a long sharp spear piercing through it. It is her relic. The b****y sharp end is protruding from his forearm.

He pulls it out and throws it away. Kneeling, his eyebrows crash into each other as he roars, “You cursed woman!”

She smirks at him from up high as she sends back the parts of her relic to form a single rapier. “I told you,” she sneers.

Bursting up into the air, he lines himself to make Olympus Mons in the distance go behind her. Silva knows what he is about to do when he says, “You won't let Olympus Mons get destroyed now, will you?”

A burst of yellow blazing energy comes from his fist. Silva is in a dilemma. If she dodges, it will destroy Olympus Mons and if she takes it head-on, she will spend all of her remaining strength in doing so—or so he thought. In a split second, Silva without any hesitation dodges the beam of energy and with her rapier, stabs him in the chest.

She nears her smirking face at him as she says, “Pawns for the King—tell me who wins?” She pulls it out. His blood gushes out and his face is full of confusion. Olympus Mons is erased into nothingness behind her. “Perhaps you don't know me that much, do you?” she laughs. “I thought you are my number one fan…, but I guess not. I don't care about that wretched capital full of fools.”

He falls to the ground. Coughing blood and his voice is weakening, he asks, “You don't care about anything, do you?”

Swinging her rapier to get rid of his blood on it, she descends and answers, “You couldn't be more right.” Her grin is terrifying as she prepares for another strike.

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