Interlude Hela: vs. Blood Ancestor (2)

With the Black Winged Monarch Anduin Kircheisen facing the suppression of the Grade 1 Plane, his power was greatly lowered and basically brought on the same level as mine own, as we were technically equaled in the aspects of the raw power.

In terms of raw power, we may be equal, but there is one area where that stuck-up nobling would never be able to match me... combat experiences.

Just from the sole attack he attempted, it was clear to me as day that he was a terrible fighter and heavily depended on raw power to win his fights if he was not using the schemes.

Especially his temper really has some gaps to work on.

I swung my Necroswrods at the Blood Ancestor, forcing him to stop his offensive and go to the defensive, but that left him with countless gaps in his defense for me to exploit, as they were indeed too many of them.

He noticed that the Power of Death and all of the Death Energy which I was using through my Godhood Black Empress of Death was contagious and extremely dangerous because I programmed my Death Energy to behave like a virus.

That was something that Zeo advised me based on his own Path The End, and it proved to be extremely effective.

While the technique took a lot of time and hard work to create, it was absolutely worth it, as all of the Death Energy clangs onto the Black Winged Monarch Anduin like a leech, further corrupting and weakening him every passing second of our duel.

After several more exchanges, Black Winged Monarch Anduin was suffering more and more injuries from me because the lack of experience was showing itself, not to mention I knew how to put him into a situation where he wouldn't be able to use any of his tricks to fight and win.

The Death Energy penetrated through his body, while Anduin was clearly using a large part of his power to keep the Death Energy from further spreading and decaying his very own being.

I very well was aware that the Death Energy of my Godhood, Black Empress of Death, was as much effective as my husband's Path The End was.

Both of them were a pain in the ass to deal with, and as I kept dragging this fight further and further, mainly costing of sending a faux attack at the Black Winged Monarch Anduin, to which was he forced either to dodge or defend, I noticed that he was becoming more and more tired.

I gave a mental command to the Sirzechs, who was in charge of the Black Stone Fortress that was stationed in the Baator. The Black Stone Fortress had the firepower comparable to the average Tier 12 expert, and with several good hits on the Anduin, it would greatly play into my advantage.

As the Ancestor of the Blood Races, one thing about the man which was greatly annoying was his terrifying regeneration.

Because while he was not able to regenerate from the damage caused by the Death Energy, he was able easily to regenerate almost all of the physical injuries, but that was to be expected.

Blood Races were known for their regenerative capabilities, so it was only understandable that the first ever of them in the Astral Boundary Universe would be absolutely overpowered in this aspect of his power.

I summoned several tens of my Astral Necrotic Undeads, who immediately started surrounding two of us, fighting and getting into formation while activating a trapping array.

When the trap array was activated in a split of a second, I teleported away while the Blood Ancestor was hit in his back by the energy projectiles from the Black Stone Fortress.

While it was not enough to kill the creature, I knew that this would cause him severe injuries as I appeared in front of him and stabbed him to his stomach with my Necrosword while pouring as much of Death Energy as possible in hopes of killing him.

Unfortunately for my ambition, the man in question instantly took out something from his spatial ring and forcibly teleported away. While the entire area was sealed down to prevent such an outcome, some treasures still existed that could achieve such a feat.

"That is one."

I muttered as I deactivated my Godhood Black Empress of Death and refined some Faith Energy through my Godhood, getting rid of all emotions and other shady stuff that was making the Gods of the Astral Boundary its puppet, leaving only pure Divine Power.

I absorbed that Divine Power to regenerate some of my stamina because, after the fight, I felt a bit tired. Not much, but to a certain extent, even I was tired from the fight.