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How else will a giant of order be so small if they are not a child? This man must be at least a transcendent to change his body size like that. But she has it in good authority that he is more dangerous than that.

Her tattoo is tingling in warning so she knows this man is definitely a threat to her. That's why she wasn't forceful or angry when the man didn't answer her. He simply smiled at her. She made more gestures to her squad with her hand. 

She told them to "Prepare for battle." While she said to the man, "We are demorgorgs of the kingdom of life. Our current objective is backed by the god-king. To oppose us is to oppose the god-king."

The man finally spoke. He said, "Run."

They didn't run. They formed up and brought out their weapons to fight. The man sneered. Then he brought up his hand and produced a ball of light in it. One might think it is a ball of light because it is so white. They would be wrong to think so. 

The leader of the demorgorgs saw the ball of light and her eyes widened. It wasn't only her that had an adverse reaction to the sight. They all felt danger and heard the call of death.

"Wait…" she tried to say.

"Too late." The man said.

He had already warned them so the ball of light turned into a white snake and dashed at the leader. She roared as she defended against the attack. Her tattoos glowed a dark ominous light. A terrifying phantom force erupted from her. It formed a dark maelstrom of energy around her. She took hold of the maelstrom and stretched forth her hand towards the white snake. The maelstrom was forced into the shape of her hand. It formed a giant phantom of a black-clawed hand that clashed with the white snake. 

There was a flash of light accompanied by the boom of thunder. The ruin shook with the force of the collision. But it was not a collision. It was more of an explosion. 

The phantom disintegrated as soon as it touched the white snake. It could not resist at all. The dark energy that made up the black phantom hand scattered forcefully in an explosion that created heat blasts. 

The snake penetrated it all the while disintegrating it as it passed. Then the snake tore through the leader too. The shockwave that shook the room occurred because the leader was made to explode.

The same thing happened to the other demorgorgs. Their leader who is equivalent to a king of law couldn't mount a significant defense. They are clearly outmatched. But they didn't run. They fought until the last man. The sight of their comrades burned to ashes didn't discourage them. 

The man's eyes gleamed as he watched their death. He could have killed them all instantly but he didn't. He watched them die while smiling. His eyes glowed with the same white light of the lightning snake. His eyes zapped and sparkled dangerously with tiny popping sounds that resembled tiny thunderclaps as he watched. He is excited by the show. 

"Mortals and their fragile life. It is always fun to see life leave their fragile existence." He said with a face flushed with pleasure. 

The darkness rose from the man's shadow after all the demorgorgs were dead. It had a strange being in its hand. This being is humanoid. It has a dark hairy skin, two ram-like horns on its head, and two black wings on its back. 

The darkness said to its captive. "Use your ability here. Make sure to destroy everything you see with it. Focus on the scorched surfaces."

The high-rank demon replied, "Your wish will be done."

"Good. Get to it then." It said and released the high-rank demon. 

The demon got to work immediately. It began to attack the surroundings with fire. Balls of flames were used to destroy the surroundings. The explosion of fire changed the ruins completely. It even hid the sighs of the explosion caused by the lightning snake. 

The darkness said to the man, "I hope you have been appeased now."

The man snorted. He didn't say anything. So the darkness continued. "It doesn't seem like it. You are still angry. Maybe even more angry. Then all these demorgorgs died for nothing and you have angered the god-king for nothing."

The man exclaimed in anger, "Fu#k the god-king."

He truly wasn't appeased by killing the demorgorgs. That amount of violence is not enough to quench his anger. It boiled within him and threatened to spill over. 

He said in anger, "I should just go there right now and destroy the god-king myself. He should fear me, not the way around. I used to rule this world. Storm and Lightning obeyed me. If tales of my might have been forgotten then I should write new tales."

"Well, you can't fight him. We don't even know if you will win. But it doesn't matter if you can win. We will go according to plan. And that is to corner the god-king. You know we can't kill him yet. We need him. Look at what he has done to the plane."

The man had to agree. "That's true. The plane has changed. But it looks worse than what I remember it to be."

"No, it doesn't. It looks vibrant and alive."

"I don't think so. The plane looks sick with all the green that I see everywhere."

The darkness sighed. "Your aesthetics have been warped by violence. Anyway, the plane is doing very well thanks to the god king. I heard things got really bad in the past. Zernon really drove the plane to its knees. He almost killed the plane. But the god-king saved the plane and managed to bring it back to life. There aren't any more deserts. Forests abound wherever you look. And there are the demorgorgs too. What do you think about them?"