Chapter 597 Total War Part 3
597 Total War Part 3
'How can a being with this bloodlust exist?!' Satan thought, swallowing a lump in his throat. It was ironic—someone of his caliber, the King of Hell, actually feeling cornered.
But he could not deny the uneasy feeling just being close to this evil entity. The figure's smile grew wider, filled with excitement and ecstasy at finally meeting someone strong enough to test its power.
"My name?" It raised a finger, pointing directly at Satan. "Let's see... Do you even have the right to know it?"
SWOOOSH!
In the blink of an eye, the figure appeared in front of Satan. Before the devil could react, he was launched into the air by an uppercut so fast it was invisible.
The sheer force sent shockwaves through the ground. If not for the devil's resilient body, his head would have exploded on the spot.
Satan tried to steady himself in the air while the figure stood firm. It then turned toward Ra and Ariel.
"This is impossible," Ra was speechless.
The entity before him resembled his old body—no, he was 100% certain that it was his original form.
"Are you the system?" he asked, struggling to find any other explanation.
Meanwhile, Reign stood in confusion, staring at his angelic form.
His first assumption was the same—that the system had taken control of it—but that didn't make sense. Ra was too weak, too much of a loser in his eyes. "Interesting, this is really interesting," Reign chuckled loudly finding this turn of events amusing
He stared intently and saw that Ra still had the portable teleportation device.
"Stay right there if you don't want me hunting you down. And don't even think about teleporting out of here without my permission," Reign warned, his voice cold and commanding.
Before Ra could respond, Reign disappeared and reappeared above Satan, who was still struggling to maintain his balance in the air.
"BASTARD!" the devil shouted, his voice full of anger. "I hear that a lot," Reign chuckled sadistically as he swung his right fist downward
BOOOOM!
A single, brutal punch to the head sent the devil crashing to the ground.
The force of the blow sent Satan reeling, the earth trembling beneath him as he crashed to the ground.
But within seconds, he pushed himself back up, determined to regain his footing.
"YOU THINK THIS IS ENOUGH COULD KILL ME!" From the depths of Satan's frustration, dark red spheres burst forth behind his back. These deadly orbs shoot through the air. Each one carried enough power to destroy an entire city, their dark energy pulsing like miniature suns .
Yet, Reign looked completely unfazed. With an almost bored expression, he sighed, raised his hand, and casually slapped one of the spheres aside like it was an annoying fly. The orb shot off into the distance, spinning awkwardly through the air before disappearing over the horizon.
Then—BOOM!
A massive explosion erupted far away, lighting up the distant sky with a fiery red mushroom cloud. Reign didn't even bother to look. He just lazily started slapping the rest of the orbs one by one, each contact sending them flying in random directions.
BOOM!
BOOM!
BOOM!
Explosions echoed in the distance, booming like a relentless drumbeat, lighting up the horizon .
Ra and Ariel could only stand there, dumbfounded, watching as Reign treated Satan's devastating attacks like a joke. He even yawned mid-slap, muttering under his breath, "Could've at least made them faster. You're just asking me to slap them, aren't you?"
"I'm not done yet," Satan clenched his fists, and an explosion of dark red energy erupted from his body. The power surged out in a torrent, like a dam breaking under pressure. Though smaller than before, his body remained imposing—muscles rippling beneath his skin.
His broad back was layered with beastly strength, while his abdomen, with sixteen stone-like abs, displayed a sculpted, almost impossibly toned physique.
The sight of him, now up close, would send shivers through anyone who dared to look directly at him.
But even his terrifying appearance couldn't compare to Reign's. Satan shattered the silence with a sinister grin.
"I'll give credit where it's due. Only Lucifer and Lilith have ever forced me into this form, and somehow, you've crawled your way to our level."
"Lilith?" Reign repeated, his voice low, barely more than a growl.
His body began to tremble from excitement as memories of her flooded back—the one person he really longed to tear apart after his return for betraying him. The shift in his aura didn't go unnoticed by Satan. Even he could hardly believe what he was sensing.
The bloodlust, which he thought was already overwhelming, doubled in intensity, so thick it was suffocating the king of hell himself. In response, Satan also released his bloodlust, and as their auras clashed, the air and ground trembled, unable to withstand the sheer force of their combined presence. They hadn't even fully unleashed their power yet, and the effect was already catastrophic.
"Where....is....she? Where is that insolent woman." his question hung in the air like a death sentence, each word dripping with an uncontainable rage.