The two other javelins approached the Saint of Storm and the Saint of Light like lightning.
The Saint of Storm moved his arms towards the sky, and dark clouds with flashes of blue lightning appeared in front of him. The javelin slowed down when it entered the dense clouds, and it broke down little by little when it was struck by the lightning inside the clouds. With more than a hundred lightning striking the javelin simultaneously, the javelin disappeared long before it could even get near the Saint of Storm.
As for the Saint of Light, he summoned a miniature sun in front of him, which made the night around him disappear slightly. The sun simply absorbed the javelin, and then it grew in size by a bit.
The three of them successfully defended against the first attack. But the first attack was nothing more than a test. Through this attack, the possessed Saint of Mayhem found out the weakest of the three Saints, the Saint of Nox.
He disappeared from where he was and suddenly appeared in front of the Saint of Nox. As soon as he appeared, he grabbed the Saint of Nox by her neck, his hands glowing red like magma. With a smile, the Saint clenched his hand, choking the Saint of Nox with all the strength he had.
The Saint of Nox struggled for a second, before she began cracking like a mirror.
"Got you.."
The Saint of Mayhem's eyes widened when he heard her voice from behind. He looked at the Saint of Nox he was choking in his hands and saw that she was smiling. Then, she cracked into little fragments and the fragments faded away.
He quickly turned back and blocked the incoming attack with his arms.
*BAM*
Once again, he was hit by a huge flaming hammer and was pushed back. But before he had the chance to fully recover, she appeared before him again and slashed him with a huge sword made out of stars. He used all of his tendrils and three of his arms to block the attack, but the cracks on his body became more apparent.
While the Saint of Nox fought with the Saint of Mayhem, the two others also appeared and unleased their attacks on him, one after the other.
The Saint of Storm had a huge black cloud following him from above. When he reached out with his hand, a thick bolt of blue lightning fell from the cloud and landed on his hand. Drawing back his arm and bending his body like a bow, he threw the bolt of lightning towards the Saint of Mayhem.
The Saint of Light also took the opportunity to attack. Like praying, he extended his hands and joined them together, joining the four fingers and the thumbs separately, creating a triangle hole in the middle. The miniature sun from before floated in between his body and his hand, then like a reflection of light, a concentrated beam shot out from the triangle hole in his hand towards the possessed Saint.
Barely recovering from the starry sword, the Saint of Mayhem clasped both of his bottom hands together and caught the bolt of lightning between his hands. As for the beam of light, he extended his free normal hand, which was glowing red, and stopped it. When the beam struck his hand, it created a bright light, but the Saint was blocking it strongly.
When the light dissipated, he broke off the bolt of lightning, which had already turned red, into three pieces and held them with three hands. Without waiting, he shot them right back at the three Saints. He had caught the
The three Saints readied themselves and used their own
After defending against his attack, the three tired to approach the Saint of Mayhem, but he began to swing his tendrils in front of him wildly, creating rifts in the air. The rifts tore the night and glowed red, like hell was inside it. But they seemed to disappear as soon as they appeared, almost like the world couldn't contain them.
The three Saints dodged the rifts that appeared in front of them skillfully and approached the Saint of Mayhem. In retaliation, he created three red flames on his hands, but frowned as he couldn't use his full power. The cracks on his body was getting bigger each time he attacked. He threw the flames towards the Saints, but they easily dodged them.
All three of them got in range of the Saint, and unleashed their attacks. The Saint of Light shot his miniature sun. The Saint of Storm shot a ball of condensed blue lightning, and finally, the Saint of Nox also shot a white spherical star towards the Saint of Mayhem. The three