Will of chaos

"Why do you keep attacking!?" (???)

"I have nothing against you, I even let you live last time, I'm really just doing my job, it's just business!" (???)

"Just shut the hell up, you crazy psychopath!" (me)

Baaammm!!!

Baaamm Baammm!

My dagger and his sword collide over and over again causing a wave of destruction around us, I never face his strength head on, I try to use my blows as best I can, but the cuts on my body were starting to accumulate.

I spin my body hitting his arm with my elbow, then lower using a kick to make him fall, losing his balance in the process, which didn't happen.

"I'm getting tired!" (???)

"I'll finish you off and then go after that Ascendant from space!" (???)

"You can try!" (me)

Once again we ran towards each other, this time, he disappeared halfway while smiling.

"He fell." (me)

"< Law of Eclipse: Path of Shadows >" (me)

It was a hasty plan and implemented more on impulse than anything else, but it seems that it worked exactly because of its spontaneity.

Wendel did what I told him to do, he felt the distortions in space and followed them to its center, it was the easiest way to find the place that that mercenary had created whatever he was using to bring the Avatar of Greed.

He may have followed Wendel thinking that he would find the place, but that left me free, I may not have the power of the Law of Space like Wendel, but I have much better senses and now that the actions of that mercenary confirmed that we are reasonably close to the target, I can focus only on that.

Sinking into the shadows, I let my senses merge with the environment. I have always been very connected to nature and have anomalous powers, so it was just a matter of concentration to feel the abnormal energy growing in a certain direction.

I advance through the shadows and arrive at the place I was feeling. It only took me a few seconds to do so. I quickly throw myself to the ground, spinning and kicking upwards, where the head of a man dressed in golden clothes was blown off by my foot.

Looking around, I find myself in the middle of a valley. There are 10-meter-high towers everywhere. Towers made of gold, sapphire, jade, diamond and many other materials considered valuable. One of the towers was even made of crystallized blood used to contain immense vitality.

All of these towers were carved with thieves I don't know and created in a matrix by lines made of pure energy flowing through the ground.

In the center of it all was a single man, his eyes were glazed and a pure golden color, his clothes were made of precious materials, his body was fat and he had an exaggeratedly extravagant crown on his head, all his fingers had precious rings and some even more than one ring, there were 3 different necklaces and his throne itself was made of bones plated in gold, his teeth were made of precious stones as he smiled.

Everything about that man was strange to see, he was drowning in opulence and wealth, but his Aura was not that of a man, it was a mixture of the Aura of billions mixed together.

He wasn't even seeing me, he couldn't even see me, I was sure he wasn't even an individual, he was just a shell for billions of Souls, it was a realization that took me several seconds to realize, the mixed Aura of that thing was filled with pure Greed as if it wanted more, more of everything, more wealth, more food, more women, more men, more life, more territory, more authority, more everything!

There were billions of Auras obsessed with something else and full of Greed, and these Auras were the source of the energy flowing into these energy lines that expanded the patterns across the ground.

I realized all of this in seconds, the glory of a Divine mind, everything was quite obvious, including the distortion in the space above the throne, in fact above the valley where we were, it was clear that the process was already underway, but it was not even halfway through, it was as if it was not a portal being created, not even a rift being opened, this was a Summoning ritual.

When I tried to take a step forward, I suddenly felt danger and with the momentum of my wings I moved to the side, skeletal claws appeared that I was entangled in milliseconds after I had barely moved away.

There were hundreds of people around, all dressed as vain nobles, extravagant Kings and Knights with overly ornate armor, but they weren't strong enough for me to pay attention, they weren't even here, they were mere shadows whose attack meant nothing to me.

What my eyes were on was the one jumping from high above into the valley, it was the mercenary with an enraged face, there were blood splatters on his clothes, his great sword was hanging on his shoulder as if it didn't even have any weight, I don't know if Wendel survived, but that was a thought for later.

"You really are annoying!" (???)

"Thank you, and you are very ugly." (me)

BAAAMM!!

We both make the move at the same time, my dagger collides with his sword again, this time we weren't probing each other's strength, we used a lot of force and a wave of energy made all the figures around us move away, the weakest ones disintegrate into golden energy.

"Why are you working with Greed?" (me)

"Why wouldn't I be? I got paid and I'm here!" (???)

Baammm!!

BAAAMM!! BOOOMMMM!!

SSHOOWWWSSS!!

His sword bends after a blow and tries to get around my dagger to hit me, I use one of my wings to strike the sword from below making it miss the target while my feet give momentum breaking the ground in the process of advancing against him.

He uses a punch to push me away which I greet with my own fist, always avoiding direct combat and trying to land side blows to ward off his blows.

At some point he had dropped his great sword and before I could realize, one of my feet was entangled by his sword that seemed alive trying to tear off my leg.

"< Law of Eclipse: Celestial Separation >" (me)

"< Abyssal Summoning: Well of the Damned >" (???)

The Runes of the Law were flashing in my eyes, two different Runes that glowed purple and silver, an energy surged from within me emitted by my wings, flowing through my body and concentrating in my ring in tenths of a second creating a wave of spatial force separating my body from the sword as well as the space it occupied before.

At that same moment a pit formed beneath me where the depth was infinite while its walls were filled with bones from where skulls screamed curses and skeletal arms studied each other trying to reach me.

But it was useless against me, I was separated from that space and beyond the reach of that blow, I knew that this mercenary would try to take advantage of the opening created by his sword, so I chose to use a defensive technique like that, which by his smile was exactly what he wanted.

"You are interesting, Ascendant... but I was not hired to fight you." (???)

"< Ethereal Summon: Descent of Greed >" (???)

"If you're being hired, I could pay a higher price!" (me)

"Sorry, but for a mercenary like me, the reputation of a finished job is more important, even if it's not as expected." (???)

Around us, many of the precious towers were fallen and the illusory figures were blurred, the ground was in pieces in several places and blade cuts were everywhere, the previously constant flow of energy forming lines flickered in some parts and clearly our fight was negatively affecting this ritual, which was exactly what I wanted.

This bastard realized this and was clearly formatting the complete activation of the ritual ahead of time, the Summoning circle began to pulse while a Cursed energy descended from the sky, it was the same energy as that other Avatar and this energy was used to make space crack, from the cracks a liquid energy leaked as if it were translucent liquid gold, soon falling on top of the man sitting on the throne who showed no reaction to being bathed in that shining liquid.

The crack closed and the ritual's energy lines shrank, forcing the liquid to merge into the body of the man sitting on the throne, his body now absorbing that liquid energy while transforming completely.

It all happened too fast for me to stop it, but it was clear from the presence that it wasn't the Avatar Summoning he intended, it wasn't that strong to my senses at least.

"You couldn't have done it with just that." (me)

"Yes, I had to change the summoning target to one more accessible in this range of the ritual, it wasn't what I planned for this contract, but it was fulfilled anyway." (???)

"Maximus, you take care of this Ascendant now, I wasn't given anything to do beyond that." (???)

"Goodbye, Ascendant... I hope you survive to meet us again." (???)

The mercenary says what he wants while the body of the man on the throne shines brightly, then the mercenary throws what was a small crystal portal on the ground that soon grows to his height wherever he passes without delay, he leaves and with him his technique below me disappears at the same time that the voice of the new creature arrives displeased.

"Damn mercenary, changing the terms in the middle of the service!" (Maximus)

"Ascendant... I will..." (Maximus)

"< Law of Eclipse: Path of Shadows >" (me)

I will not fight an Avatar again, especially now that I am trying to hide, so as soon as I realize that his Summoning is not yet complete, I run away without looking back.