The Saint of Mayhem and the Saint of Nox floated above the city of Arcturus, staring at each other with intense gazes. The pressure building up between them was intense like that of a volcano.
The woman suddenly moved her arm and a huge spear made out of violet flames appeared in her hand. Aiming the spear at the Saint of Mayhem, she hurled it towards him in one swift motion.
The Saint of Mayhem scoffed and swiped at the flaming spear, striking it with his hand. When his hand connected with the spear, it flickered wildly and disappeared. But the attacks from the Saint of Nox had just started. All sorts of sharp weapons made from violet flames came hurling towards the Saint, and he was forced on the defense. He blocked the flaming weapons with his free hand and hair tendrils.
But as he was busy defending against the attacks, he was late to react to the Saint of Nox, who appeared before him wielding a huge hammer made with violet flames. She swung the hammer towards the Saint, who moved his arm at the last moment to block it. But he was still thrown back by more than a 100 meters.
He glared up at the Saint of Nox, the cracks on his body getting bigger. The Saint of Nox looked at the Saint of Mayhem and smiled. She was looking behind him.
Two other figures appeared at a distance behind the Saint of Mayhem. They exerted a similar kind of pressure as the Saint of Nox. The two people that appeared were the Saint of Storm and the Saint of Light. Although both of them were male, their aura and appearance were as different as earth and water.
The Saint of Storm had a muscular build, and he was fitted with loose fitting clothes like black slops, white linen shirt, black boots and a deep blue coat. His hair matched his coat with a deep blue hue, and he had a full beard, which made him look rough. Although he looked middle aged, he had no wrinkles and his face was sharply shaped. Although he didn't look pretty like the Saint of Nox, he had a different kind of rough charm.
As for the Saint of Light, he was a bald dark skinned man who exuded an air of warmth. He was overflowing with grace, wearing a white robe with intricate designs made up of golden embroidery. He stared at the Saint of Mayhem with his white eyes without any irises, which was glowing in a warm light.
The Saint of Mayhem was now surrounded by the Saints of the three countries of Acrosanctus. The three Saints were bound by the Acrosanctus Church Union, and could not move on their own discretion due to the power they wielded. This time, the Saint of Nox had to personally intervene in the Union's decision and take the other two Saints with her due to the seriousness of the situation.
The three Saints arrived in Arcturus as the backup from Union, but they were late. When they appeared, the city was already destroyed beyond recognition and they saw three towering monsters. So they quickly took care of the monster and were about to go find the knights of the city, but they felt a powerful presence and moved towards the Saint of Mayhem.
Like time was frozen, the four floated in place in the dark sky, not daring to move a muscle. Although they were Saints, the three were on edge as they were facing a God, although in a possessed form. So they were hesitant to make any moves.
It was the same case for the Saint of Mayhem, or rather the God of Mayhem. Although he had possessed the body of his Saint, the power he could exert was limited. Also, the body he possessed was falling apart quickly, as even the body of a Saint couldn't handle the power of a God, so if he used any high level
The four were in a deadlock, afraid to break it by making the first move.
Gritting his teeth, the possessed Saint was forced to make the first move, as he didn't have much time with this body. Two charred hands appeared from his body, one from the wound on the right side and one below the normal arm on the left.
As one of his hands was occupied holding Zane, he used the three free hands to make fiery red javelins. He shot one javelin in front of him towards the Saint of Nox, and rotated two of his arms to shoot the javelin backwards towards the two other Saints.
Feeling the immense power in the javelin, the Saint of Nox widened her eyes and quickly protected herself by summoning a violet barrier in front of her. The javelin struck the barrier, causing it to shatter. The javelin's size and power reduced by a lot, but it was still too much for her to take head on. She pointed at the javelin and moved her arm in a circular motion, creating layers of rotating circular violet flames. The javelin entered the circles, losing it's power after each circle it entered. When it reached the final small circle of flame, it completely disappeared.