As huge clouds of dust cleared, Rakas was holding both the punches of Raa and Bira in both his fists and grinning. Their muscles tensed as they were trying to overpower the other side.
The shockwave was so big it made the fighters closeby from both the side fly in every direction. The force was so strong that the earth underneath three of them subsided into a crater with the three of them in its center. This was no mortal conflict, the beings that had shaped entire universes were against each other.
Rakas:"You two weaklings actually think you and your little army can beat an omnipotent GOD?? ". His voice raised as he ended his sentence.
Rakas:"I Rakas, the conqueror of the Underworld is made to rule ALL THE REALMS!!!... The little voice in your head cannot stop me... I will rule every world he makes. "
He started grinning harder. His grin so ominous, it would shatter the hearts of mortals in an instant.
Raa:"You should have stayed in your little dark world, I will make you eat your tiny black heart and throw you back to the rathole where you came from. "
Bira:"You might be the conqueror of the Underworld, but this is OUR WORLD!! and you have no place in it. "
With this Raa and Bira stretched their other hand and brought it from underneath Rakas' face to land a punch on his chin, but as they brought their hands closer to his face, his head divided into two and parted from midway of his skull till his chest.
Their hands flew up without touching him even a little. Rakas' eyes grew narrower as he looked at their shocked face. Rakas had the power to shape shift and manipulate his body. He was successful in dodging the attack that could have left him flying. Rakas knew about the scenario in which the combined power of Raa and Bira could defeat him, Afterall they were forged of same metal as him. Created by same creator.
He immediately went back to normal and clenched his fist harder, holding the hands of Raa and Bira even tighter, Raa and Bira were taken aback by Rakas' powers. Rakas planted one of his foot down and a burst of energy flowed from his body,he threw Raa and Bira with all the force he could muster. They went flying breaking the force field, and crashing into dozen ships before they could regain control of their bodies. Rakas was definitely not to be taken lightly.
Meanwhile, fighters from both the sides were fighting their own battle. Millions of ships from both the sides clashing in air and foot soldiers ripping each other on land. Within minutes rivers of blood started flowing on the pristine lands of Helon. The light from two suns of Helon blocked by colossal ships passing and hovering in front of them. Rakas' legions moved like shadows. Crater after crater were being formed as many explosions were happening.
Bright and powerful lasers carving out new topography of Helon, evaporating any warrior that came in its path. Dead bodies of innumerable fighters started dropping. Both the sides had great fighters. The legions of the Underworld knew torment and war from the beginning,they have always fought for their commander Rakas. They were starting to overpower the armies of this new world. Huge ships and tanks overpowering and flattening everything in their path.
Raa and Bira were seeing all the chaos and their army getting overpowered. They looked at each other and communicated without saying a word. They both nodded and Raa went after Rakas and Bira for helping his soliders.
Bira's serrated blade started to spark more as it went after the machines that were crushing their men. It packed much more power compared to its size. It cut many colossal machines and tanks in half like a piece of cake, leaving a trail of explosions where it went and after it had cut many ships and tanks to pieces, it went after the legions of the Underworld. Creating thunderstorms above them it electrocuted many and burnt them to ashes. Bira himself punched holes in many machines and ships, lifting them up with his enormous power and throwing them at legions, crushing them instantly.
As Raa flew like a bullet to Rakas, he was furious, the folds of this forehead opening. A bright laser was thrown directly at Rakas, the place where he stood now a pool of molten lava. Fresh steam coming out of the spot.