Flat-Brim Samurai Chapter 159 - A Disdainful Meeting
Cias pressed a button on his military uniform and something that looked like an epipen popped out of thin air. When he grabbed it the liquid turned a golden color, he stabbed it on his body and felt power flowing through him, instantly maximizing the amount of Quison reserves he had. He sensed around himself and realized that most battles were over with, with all but one entity. Apollo appeared by his side.
Apollo spoke ,"Do you feel it?"
,"How could I not?"
,"Then you know what we need to do right?"
Cias didn't answer and looked at Apollo, he nodded and joined Apollo's side. They shot across space and looked at the thing right in front of them. It was a bulbous mass of flesh and metal. It was at least the size of a star. Apollo scowled and spoke.
,"... Disdain… it's been a long time."
The bulbous mass resounded out in a booming voice ,"It's nice to see you guys again, my master said that I would."
The two of them winced, Apollo especially. He sensed instinctively that this demon was talking about the main in the voided cloak surrounded by settings of destruction. He knew exactly how terrifying this master was, and even had the scars to prove it. They both summoned their weapons and stood off against the massive beast.
The demon however did not stay in this massive scale for long. All of the flesh on its body convulsed and condensed. Further and further, until it was 7 feet tall. Its skin was red, looking like the color and texture of organs. Teeth, metal shards and eyes dotted its body in a squished disgusting manner, as if plastered and forced to the body. He held a sword that was made of flesh, blood pulsating down the blade, connecting it to his hand. The massive difference between the demons they had seen before and the demon in front of them now was that they had never seen a demon with 3 horns.
The demon started to glow in a blackish red, swallowing up the light surrounding it. In an instant, the area around them changed. What appeared before them was a field of black grass and a castle in the distance, massive in scale. Although it was strange, as if everything in there averted itself from everything else, every particle rejected the one next to it, yet it was simultaneously forced to be together.
Disdain spoke ,"Welcome to my kingdom."
Apollo's eyes widened (This space is cut off…)
Disdain appeared right in front of them, concentrated energy in his hands and shot them straight at the two KABOOM. The explosion ruptured the ground, Cias and Apollo were sent flying in opposite directions.
Apollo looked in front of him to see that the space in between him and Disdain literally disappeared. Disdain's sword came hurtling down and Apollo blocked the blow at the last second but was sent hurting into the ground BOOM. Cias started burning the space in between him and Disdain but all of a sudden the fire started growing weaker by the second, the Quison was separating itself from each other. Space disappeared behind Cias and he flew back despite wanting to fight.
Disdain swiped two times with his sword and Apollo at the last second blocked the two strikes, one with his normal self and one with a parallel version of himself. The two versions of himself merged together and split again. He merged the powers that he had received with his parallel slash and duplicated his swords into both of his hands, Lightbringer - Split Slash, TINK TINK TINK SLASH. He looked at the fourth strike that he wasn't able to block. The speed, technique and strength was enough to get through the barrier in their abilities, but was it enough.
Disdain grew a look of sheer disgust on his face, he hated everything, wished everything would hate itself as much as he hated it, he disdained all of existence and thus bore a burden he put on himself to make everything disdainful by force. The blade that was almost an inch into his abdomen was repelled by his sword TINK. He disdained feeling pain and disdained the damage that he was dealt. The wound disappeared as he stabbed at Apollo TINK, Apollo deflected the blow but was all the same struck in the exact same stop, a wound on his chest opened. His positioning and ability to control some of reality saved him from certain death at that moment.
(How much disdain can one person have for their own life…)