With every ounce of strength he possessed, Brandon held on to the giant teeth of the alpha mutated wolf.
The veins in his arms bulged as a smirk creeped up on his face.
"[ Devour ]!!!"
Brandon muttered.
The wolf's eyes widened, its body twitching and writhing as an ethereal glow of life force began to flow from its massive form into Brandon's body.
He could feel the surge of power, a raw and primal energy flooding into him, revitalizing his wounded muscles, and healing his bruises.
The sensation was intoxicating, a heady mix of pain and pleasure, like drinking from a wellspring of pure vitality.
But the wolf was no mere beast; it was a higher-tier mutant, cunning and intelligent.
The Alpha wolf's realization was almost immediate.
Its eyes, previously filled with fury and malice, now sparkled with a hint of understanding.
It began to whip its large head back and forth violently, trying to shake Brandon off.
WHIP! WHIP! WHIP!
Brandon's eyes widened as he was tossed about like a ragdoll, holding on for dear life.
The wolf's saliva splattered all over him, drenching him in a gooey, sticky mess.
It was an intense battle, a fight to the death, but the absurdity of the situation struck him suddenly.
He couldn't help it; a laugh bubbled up from his throat.
"Good doggy… Sit!"
He shouted, a grin spreading across his face even as he struggled to maintain his grip.
The wolf's response was a guttural growl and an even more furious shaking, but Brandon's laughter only grew.
"Come on, big guy! You'll have to do better than that!"
Brandon taunted, his voice filled with mirth even as his body absorbed more of the wolf's life force.
But the moment was short-lived.
With a sudden, violent jerk, the Alpha wolf managed to loosen Brandon's grip.
The realization that its life force was being drained had given it a new surge of desperation.
But as Brandon was flung through the air, time seemed to slow, and an ethereal voice echoed in his mind,
"Divine Awakening Progress : 20%"
"[ God Artifact ] Unlocked"
Brandon's eyes widened, and his focus sharpened as he sensed a profound change in the energy around him.
The 10 abyss vortexes that had been hovering behind him, mysterious and ominous, began to coalesce.
'What's happening?'
He thought, a feeling of awe and uncertainty gripping him.
'These energies... they're unlike anything I've felt before.'
Their dark energies swirled and twisted, merging into one colossal portal.
It was a gateway to something ancient and incomprehensible, a door to the very fabric of existence.
'God Artifact? Is this my God Artifact?'
Brandon's mind raced, trying to comprehend what was unfolding before him.
From within the depths of the portal, a large black ink pen materialized, its form and length resembling a spear.
It floated slowly towards him, its surface adorned with intricate carvings that seemed to tell a story of gods and monsters, heroes and legends.
The pen was more than a mere object; it was a weapon, a symbol of creation and destruction, a tool wielded by deities.
'I'm drawn to it,'
Brandon realized, feeling an irresistible pull.
'This is… made… No! Meant for me. It's not just a weapon; it's a part of who I am…'
Brandon's instincts took over.
As he flew through the air, he twisted his body into a backflip, his eyes never leaving the celestial pen.
'Heh an ancient ink pen? That's new… At least I can use it as a spear I guess…'
'Focus, Brandon. The big dog is still looming in the shadows'
He commanded himself, pushing aside any lingering doubt.
He landed on the now destroyed road with a grace that defied physics, skidding on his two feet and one hand.
The ground beneath him cracked and crumbled, but his focus was unbreakable.
His free hand reached out, guided by something greater than himself, and caught the celestial pen.
The moment his fingers touched the pen, a shockwave of energy surged through him.
'This power, it's ancient, it's divine... it's part of me,'
He realized, a feeling of connection and understanding washing over him.
The carvings on the pen seemed to come alive, glowing with a soft light, and whispers of ancient wisdom filled his mind.
Brandon rose to his feet, feeling the weight of the celestial pen in his hand.
Its carvings were alive, pulsing with ancient wisdom.
A chill ran down his spine as whispers of legends filled his mind.
The battle was far from over, but with this artifact, he felt invincible.
"GRRRRRR~!!!"
The Alpha wolf's growl echoed in the distance, a reminder that the battle was far from over, but something had changed.
He looked down at the enigmatic pen which was almost the length of his body…
Before he could scrutinize it further, a shadow pounced menacingly toward him.
The Alpha wolf had charged, its powerful limbs propelling it forward with terrifying speed.
Time seemed to slow as Brandon spun, the spear of a pen in his hand coming to life.
He felt a connection to it, an understanding of its movement, its flow. It was an extension of him, and he wielded it with grace and precision.
The Alpha wolf snapped its jaws, aiming for Brandon's throat, but he parried with the spear.
*CLINKKK!!!*
The sound of teeth clashing against the God Artifact resonated through the air, a clear and chilling ring.
They danced, human and beast, a deadly ballet of movement and aggression.
Brandon struck with the spear, cutting and thrusting, each attack a fluid motion, each defense a graceful response.
The Alpha wolf was no less skilled, dodging and weaving, its powerful body a weapon in its own right.
The battle was fierce, neither giving an inch.
The Alpha wolf lunged, its teeth bared, but Brandon sidestepped, slashing with the spear.
A shallow cut appeared on the wolf's side, but it was unlike any normal wound.
It was a black streak, emitting an ominous black energy that slowly writhed outward like veins from the wound.
The effect was subtle, almost imperceptible, but Brandon could sense it, a slow drain of life force, a gentle pull of vitality.
The celestial pen was not just a weapon; it was a devourer, a leech of energy, a tool of both creation and destruction.
"GRRRRRRROOAAARR~~~!!!"
The Alpha wolf seemed to sense it too.
It howled in rage, its eyes blazing, a fire ignited within its very soul.