The trio parted ways, each heading towards a different destination.
Zero set off towards the Zhen Kingdom, his journey filled with purpose. Zyqnax, on the other hand, ventured to the Heavenly realm, accessing it through Kanji's influence. Her quest was to master holy magic. Meanwhile, Kiana was on a mission to the Western continent, her task to acquire supplies.
As Kanji strolled north side of the mountain, an ominous presence crept up behind him. It was as if the air itself grew heavy with a sinister aura, signaling the arrival of a powerful entity.
Turning around, Kanji asked aloud, "Is it one of the Unique Gods... the God of Death?" His voice calm as he spoke the name, "Azaeth, known for her profound cruelty."
Indeed, it was the dreaded God of Death, Azaeth, who stood behind Kanji, her expression as stoic and cold as death itself. Her presence alone is enough to make anyone shiver in fear.
Azaeth's voice broke the silence, her words sending a shiver down Kanji's spine. "I sense the presence of the God of the Underworld within you," she said, a touch of curiosity in her tone. "I had a suspicion, and it seems I was right. You have obtained his powers."
Kanji met Azaeth's gaze with a steely resolve, his voice firm and filled with a hint of defiance. "I obtained them through victory. It was a battle waged and won fair and square," he stated.
Azaeth's eyebrow raised slightly, her cold demeanor unchanging. She couldn't deny the truth in Kanji's words. Still, the audacity of a mere human claiming possession of godly powers through combat intrigued her.
Azaeth's laughter echoed through the air as she considered Kanji's identity. She knew he was no ordinary human, for he hailed from the Naein clan, a being of High ranking, and had once posed a significant threat, even requiring the intervention of the Omni God to seal him away.
"A member of the Naein clan, no ordinary human indeed," Azeath mused, her tone laced with a mixture of curiosity and intrigue.
As Azeath unleashed her Death Chain, her intention to kill clear, Kanji responded with a show of power. He countered her attack with his own ability, summoning Hell chains that latched onto Azeath's own chains, rendering them immovable.
Kanji, acutely sensing the presence of god of darkness, addressed Azeath with a calm yet firm tone. "I can sense that you're not alone," he said, his gaze unwavering. "The God of Darkness is somewhere nearby. You came here with a companion, didn't you?"
Azeath's eyes narrowed ever so slightly, a hint of annoyance briefly flickering across her face. She seemed displeased that Kanji had caught on to the fact that she had not come alone.
Kanji couldn't help but smirk, a hint of amusement in his eyes. "You know, I must say I'm quite enjoying this hunt," he taunted, his voice carrying a touch of sarcasm. "Being sought after by two goddesses, it's quite flattering."
Azeath's irritation grew as she heard Kanji's words, her face betraying her displeasure. She was used to being feared and respected, not mocked. The God of Darkness, who had been silently observing from afar, bristled at Kanji's words as well, her anger simmering beneath the surface.
As Kanji continued to taunt Azeath, the God of Darkness, Erbos, suddenly appeared behind him, her ominous presence punctuating the atmosphere. In her hand, she wielded a Dark Scythe, its shadows dancing ominously.
As Erbos swung her Dark Scythe, aiming a devastating blow at Kanji, he swiftly countered her attack with his own weapon, "Kurai Kessho buki". The clash of the weapons created a shockwave that echoed through the air.
As Erbos felt the impact of Kanji's weapon against her own, a flicker of surprise crossed her face. This weapon, "Kurai Kessho buki," was the treasure of her former master, the previous God of Darkness. Its shapeshifting ability was known to her, and it was a testament to Kanji's power that he wielded it with such proficiency.
Erbos' eyes narrowed, a hint of awe mixing with annoyance. She had not expected Kanji to be in possession of such a formidable weapon, especially one associated with her former master. The tables were turning in an unexpected direction, and Erbos felt her grip on the situation slipping away.
Kanji's voice held a grim determination as he addressed the two goddesses before him. "You'll suffer the same fate as the God of the Underworld," he warned, his tone unwavering. "You underestimate me at your peril."
Azeath and Erbos exchanged a glance, their confidence wavering slightly at Kanji's words. They had underestimated him, and now they were paying the price for their arrogance. The God of Darkness growled, her frustration mounting, while Azeath bristled, her cold demeanor faltering briefly.
As the weapons of Azeath and Erbos clashed against Kanji, he used the opportunity to create some space between them. He unleashed multiple Magic Bursts, the powerful spells creating a shield of energy around him.
The goddesses were momentarily blindsided by these attacks, and Kanji made a quick escape, his movements swift and agile.
Astonished, Erbos was once again surprised by Kanji's display of power. He had shapeshifted his weapon into a bow and unleashed a barrage of arrows, each one multiplying into millions. This level of control and mastery over the "Kurai Kesshō Buki" was a feat that even her former master had not managed to achieve with such potency.
The sheer number of a million arrows raining down upon her and Azeath was overwhelming, each one infused with a tremendous amount of destructive energy. Erbos realized that facing Kanji now, with his control over the "Kurai Kessobuki" at its pinnacle, would be far more challenging than she had anticipated.
Kanji, displaying a confident demeanor, appeared behind Azeath with an air of superiority. He spoke matter-of-factly, addressing her lack of complete mastery over the God of Death's power.
"If you had perfected the powers of the God of Death, maybe it would have been problematic for me," he said. "But in the end, you both are no match for me."
As Kanji swiftly plunged his weapon through Azeath's chest, a surge of power emanated from him. In a display of sheer command, he sealed Azeath within his own soul, trapping her essence just as he had done with the God of the Underworld.
The air crackled with energy as the sealing process was completed. Azeath's essence, now contained within Kanji's soul, was effectively caged, unable to escape or return to the physical realm.
As Kanji turned his attention to Erbos, his gaze fixed upon her with a steely determination. The sealing of Azeath had made him stronger and more confident, and he was now ready to face the remaining goddess.
As Erbos observed the sealing of Azeath and Kanji's newfound confidence, she spoke "If you think you can replicate what you did with her, you're mistaken." Her voice rang out with a tone of defiance, her eyes locked onto Kanji's form.
Undeterred by Erbos' warning, Kanji calmly retorted, "I don't need your powers. I have your former master's weapon at my disposal, and that's more than enough." His tone held a hint of arrogance, showing he was unperturbed by her threats.
Erbos gritted her teeth, her frustration and anger building with each passing moment. The arrogance in Kanji's tone struck a nerve, and she longed to wipe that smug expression off his face.
Erbos, fueled by her anger and determination, employed her ultimate technique - "Void of Eclipse." In a heartbeat, she and Kanji were transported into a different dimension, a realm separate from the physical world.
The void was an expansive, empty place, devoid of anything but the two adversaries. The very air seemed to hum with tension as Erbos and Kanji faced off against each other in this isolated dimension.
Kanji, his smirk betraying a hint of confidence, addressed Erbos, his words tinged with a touch of mockery. "So, what is your plan now that we're in here? Do you think you can defeat me?"
Erbos's expression hardened, her jaw set in determination. She had brought Kanji here for a reason, and she was not about to back down now. "You underestimate me," she replied, her voice cold and resolute. "I'll show you what I can do."
As Erbos unleashed her ultimate technique, the Void of Eclipse, Kanji swiftly countered with "Kurai Kessho buki," absorbing its energy and effectively neutralizing her attack.
"Nice try," Kanji taunted, his voice laced with a hint of condescension. "But I'm immune to your ultimate skill."
Erbos was stunned, her eyes widening as she watched Kanji neutralize her ultimate technique with ease. The confidence she had once held was shaken, replaced by a mixture of disbelief and frustration.
Erbos, momentarily thrown off by Kanji's display of power, gathered herself and responded, her voice filled with irritation. "You think you're invincible, don't you?" she snapped, her tone laced with bitterness.
Kanji replied calmly, his voice steady and unwavering. "I never said I was invincible, but I have indeed mastered my weapon, 'Kurai Kessho buki.' It's not just a weapon to me; it's an extension of myself."
As Erbos charged at Kanji in her anger, he swiftly counterattacked, stabbed his sword into her and sealing her essence within his soul, just as he had done with Azeath. The act of sealing yet another powerful entity inside him seemed to bolster his power even further.
Next chapter "Remaining unique god's"