[ Chapter 28 ] - Results Of A Devasting Battle

AN: Sorry for the late release last week. Back on the grind again.

Everyday!

I'm now going to alternate between "short" and long chapters.

In order to split some of the content, which will in turn, please you all with daily chapters, and improve my chapters / week count.

( Also, shorts means, short for me lol. Most authors do around 1.500-2.500 words per chapter, I usually do… 3.200-4.000+ …heheh! )

Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy, like always thank you for the support. <3

- SpacialDevil, The Author

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The bandit's bodies were strewn all over the place. Limbs ripped, heads decapitated, organs pulled from their bodies, and a lone figure completely drenched in a mess of blood. As his shining eyes were the only thing peeking through the gore. One appearing as bright shining amethyst. While the other appeared as black as the night sky.

All the while, the man in question, had a smile that would make any step back in fear. It was maniacal, one that held no sense of fear, nor any logic.

It displayed pure emotion.

Hate. Anger. Destruction.

Vector appeared as the incarnate of Wrath himself, his voice now distorted, and his whole being nothing like he once was. Each and every hair on his body started to float upwards, flapping around, as fissures of space appeared around him.

No.

Not around him.

He was one.

He was the fissure of space.

He was space.

He was the Prince of the Moon.

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As Vector took small steps forward, each one affecting the very same gravity, which held quite literally, everything together. In existence. All around him, an invisible pressure could be felt, from even miles away.

Faintly, albeit, still there.

As a constant weight which pressured the ground beneath him, as the land itself sounded like it was struggling, creaking, and shaking with each step he took.

As a result, small cracks appeared with each step, which slowly interconnected forming a web-like pattern, until louder cracks could be heard. The distance between the surviving families and him increased, as he continued to walk forward, while his power continued to grow.

To the point where the land behind him, started to crack fully, as the power was to much to handle, therefore crating a massive crater behind him. Which separated the land, where the survivors were all located, including Khione and Showdo.

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All the while, the bandit Prince was looking down at this entirely different figure with widened eyes, in utter shock, and extreme fear. Even when facing his father, a level 145, he never felt this.

This was something different.

He wasn't looking at a man, nor even a vessel, he was looking at something vastly incomprehensible to him.

Even Vector himself didn't understand what he was doing, as Vector's mind was filled with a red screening of sorts. As an extreme bloodlust he's never felt before, took place, and as a result, blocked all logical thought.

Still, he didn't care.

As Vector looked absolutely menacing. His aura filled the surrounding areas to come, as a great presence of something everlasting shone through, a depth which could not be explored by most.

Vector who started to walk only a few seconds ago, suddenly stopped, only about 10 feet away from his opponent. The bandit Prince seeing this, instantly stared to generate and command various vines, alongside metals, and any sort of nature, to bind a massive dome like shield.

However, it would matter not.

Vector himself, was currently exploring the feeling he held onto, the embodiment of Space itself, and so with this feeling in mind, he started. He would make the other party die, screaming in agony, no, he would completely wipe the existence of the other party, where none shall find him, nor shall they remember him.

He fucked with the wrong person.

They all did.

He's back.

No, he was never here in the first place, but he just arrived. And his enemies would soon come to know, especially his so called "brothers" and "siblings".

Welcome, to something worse than hell.

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* Swoosh *

Vector rushing towards his opponent, as the gravity all around him still crackled with power, was quickly met with a barrage of corrupted vines, rocks, and metals.

However, these attacks were not of the same size as usual, these vines were compacted to the brim, eroding all it touched, sapping the very life out of things.

Filled to the brim with Death Magic. Yet, when the vines arrived in Vector's proximity, they quite literally just stopped.

Instantly.

Well, that's what it appeared to happen. However, in reality of to what happened, was the vines that entered Vector's now overbearing gravity radius, starter to slow from the overbearing pressure. Which in turn, effected the speed of these vines, and so with each millisecond in the radius, it slowed down, until the vines themselves could not bear the pressure, and as a result they were stopped.

But they would not remained so for long.

* POPPP!! *

* POPPPP!! *

* POPPP!! *

* POPPPP!! *

Vector increased the pressure, as he compacted his gravity radius, and redirected the entire radius towards the massive vines, alongside the various attacks floating in his vision.

Which then, no later than a second, exploded, as the metals were crushed, the various woods exploded, and the vines popped. Causing a blowback onto the bandit Prince, as they were attached to his golem like suit.

The bandit Prince, feeling the blowback, screamed in pain.

That felt good.

Vector liked to inflict pain on his enemies.

Vengeance. Retribution. Justice. Death.

Vector liked that.

He needed more.

The bandit in front of him needed to feel pain, as the innocents he murdered did, and most of all, as retribution for even having the audacity to breath the same air near his daughter.

Let alone touch her …

That was a mistake.

A big one.

'Lucky you' thought Vector as his clouded mine, still generated a rage which was almost swallowed him whole, which he projected this feeling toward his ice.

Which his ice responded back tenfold, growing even colder, sharper, deadlier. And so, it flew. Towards the man who was just begging to be devoured …

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The bandit who recovered slightly too late, quickly redirected his head up, to see various weapons of ice flinging directly at him. At a speed which shouldn't be possible for his opponents level, nor even his!

BUT, that wasn't even the real issue, it was the two thin needles, which were coming towards each side of his. These thin ice needles had a deadly coating of mana on them.

Spacial Eradication.

'F#ck' thought the bandit Prince, as he tried to dodge from each sides, successfully doing so by leaping back, but that played right into what Vector wanted.

The compacted ice spears, daggers, swords, bullets, and arrows, which he forgot about in the moment, made contact against his now chipped golem-like suit of armor.

Which in turn, broke the armor to a severe lacking state, as his Mana tried to regenerate the lost parts in time, but with Vector pressing on, he had no choice to fight on. Especially as a few of the ice strikes made it through, which applied real damage towards him, causing a serve aching pain in his upper torso, as small drops of blood started to trickle down.

"AHHHHHHHHH, F#ck you!!!" screamed the bandit Prince, as he started to compact mana into his injuries, while advancing forwards this time, as he was tired of being on the defensive side.

And so, commanding the huge tree's, which were all around him, as the Forrest was abundant with trees. While dashing forward, he started to twist each one, snapping off the roots, as they started to fall down towards Vector's position, which he in turn, dodged each, by Blinking away.

* BLINK *

* BLINK *

* BLINK *

However, that wasn't the end of it, as the trees were now tipped over, scattered on the ground, resembling how a kid would scatter their legos.

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Making a certain motion with his left hand, balling his fist up, while keeping his eyes on the once again, advancing figure of Vector.

The tree's which he commanded, started to fly towards each other, weaving together , forming a huge ball of hardened wood, which was located in front of him. As he then split into 20 pieces, forming huge wooden spears, each coated with a massive amount of death Magic.

The death coated spears launched towards Vector, in a rapid manner, one by one, never giving a second for him to dodge. Some were stopped by his Gravity radius, while others missed completely, but the last few spears caught up to him, and indeed hit him…

Which resulted in a huge explosion of wood, excess Mana, and dust flying in the air. Which made the bandit Prince smile in pleasure, thinking he killed or at least injured his cocky enem-

* BLEEEM *

* BOOM!!

Vector having blinked in the nick of time. As the wood crashed against the ground, hiding the sight of him, with the explosion of wood, dust, and wisps of Mana. Vector was now falling from the sky, directly above his opponent.

As he blinked all the way towards the highest appearing point, of the highest tree.

He toyed with his opponent, and was trying to "have fun" to relax his smoldering anger, or to let it out, yet he realized something along the way. He just wanted to kill the man now. Vector simply wanted the bandit Prince to die.

So…die, he shall.

Vector still falling, almost floating at this point, as the gravity warped around him, causing the natural law to strain, and so he descended in a slower manner. However, he didn't focus on that type of mana, gravity wasn't even in his mind at the time, hell he didn't even know how he unlocked it in this fight.

All he was focused on, was the confused bandit, who started whipping around, his now reformed vines. As he swept the surrounding trees over, knocking them over with a force, which propelled them away, as he kept screaming in frustration.

Seeing his opponent no where, dead or alive.

Until he felt a great sense of foreboding, which caused him to look up, and upon doing so, he was met with Vector's crazy ass smile. His chiseled face peering down, his body drenched in blood, as his demeanor was nothing but … Bloodlust.

His Mana which was now compacted as Spacial Eradication, was in the form of a sleek designed sniper-like bullet. Vector compacted it with every last drop of mana he had. All rationality at this point was thrown out, and as a result, he compacted the remaining 600 units of Mana he held.

While also adding his newly unlocked gravity radius, compacting it, shaping it as tiny circular like disk, which was now located at the end of the bullet.

Why?

To propel, the already Mana packed bullet, which was already begging for release. Wisps of Mana started to generate beside the circular motion the bullet was making, forming interconnecting lines, which formed a symbol.

One which could be seen up above, one distant, faint, yet still there.

One of a full moon.

Bright, shining, and ready.

However, Vector and the bandit Prince, alongside each and every survivor of the caravan, didn't get to witness the beauty of it for long.

As Vector was now close enough away to fire.

And so, he did just that.

He let go of every last bit of Mana he had.

Squeezing it all, in this one attack, as he commanded his gravity radius to continue on with the bullet, as a coating of sorts, adding an extra applied force.

Which in itself, could destroy most…

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Many thought Showdo's spear from earlier, was the craziest attack they would ever come to see.

Oh, how wrong they were…

For, the bullet which was descending at a speed which most couldn't escape from, yet all could witness. Was something of pure elegance, beauty, and extreme danger.

The once compacted blue Mana, was completely blackened, as white wisps were sparkling about.

Fissure in the sky, and space itself, crackled and circled the bullet. Appearing as maelstrom of pure chaos, as the surrounding proximity was fractured, broken, shattered, and raining down, like shattered glass.

Yet, it appeared almost as a heavenly judgment.

Final, Complete, & Absolute.

Yet this was no heavenly or celestial judgment at all, this was pure, untapped, untrained, Spacial Destruction.

The sky itself, was appearing to barley be able withstand, and contain its natural nature, from this devastating attack. Almost as it was begging for this monstrosity of a spell to be released, to stop the strain it had to resist against it, and well….

The sky's wish was quickly met….

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AN: HAHAHAHAHAHAH, another cliffhanger. Don't worry though, next chapter dropping soon after this!