The Worst Of Nightmares I

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Chapter 122: The Worst Of Nightmares I

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Ian then took a deep breath and turned around, eyeing a certain direction, "If a game you wish to play, then allow me to end it because I have absolutely no interest in playing along."

The staff loomed before him, becoming entirely dark. Pure darkness was being unleashed from it, "Let me show my latest vision. Trigon's flames... The darkest of suns!"

The darkness from the staff flew above Ian, forming into an inky distorted sphere. It was soon followed by crimson flames appearing out of nowhere.

The flames were very odd as they mixed with the darkness a little too well. Perhaps it was because of the dark vines flowing through it, seeming to be similar to that darkness.

The two forces blended perfectly, expanding into a colossal dark sun, entirely inky black because the crimson flames weren't on the outside. No, they were compressed within.

The burning flames, standing even above the fires of hell were seeking their freedom desperately, dying to be let out of the darkness.

As everyone knows, Ian is quite charitable and kind, so he gave the flames their freedom as he spoke, "Here, have a wonderful Dessert..."

"Stooooop!" The hiss fell to deaf ears as the darkest of suns flew to its destination, accelerating quickly.

It was like Ian had eyes everywhere because far away from him, beyond the woods, there was a colossal hill, and behind it was his target.

Well, what leads to his target. Behind it there was a cliff, looking out on several rock structures standing extremely high, and on the largest of the bunch, there was his target.

It looked like an absolutely gorgeous city made with things humans can only dream of. It had the touch of gods on it, obvious to any watching eyes, a level of architecture humans can only dream to achieve

Ian suddenly found himself standing right on the edge of the cliff, gazing at the dark sphere hurling at the city in sought of its destruction.

"Such a pure darkness..." Ian heard someone talk as he was right next to him, but no, he was far far away, appearing before the sphere of darkness.

The persona to speak, a burly man adorned in golden ornaments and a few pieces of clothing, aking to those of ancient greek.

The man's hair was dark grey, speaking somewhat of his age, but what shone most about him was his electrical eyes, and a cloak seemingly made entirely of blue lightning, an exquisite appearance befitting that of a God.

The God of lightning spread his arms wide, unleashing an ocean of blue lightning enveloping the dark sphere in its embrace, seeking to extinguish it.

"Hmmm have your freedom, little thing," Ian murmured, clearly feeling the darkness and the flames of the sphere as if they were perfectly under his control, and he allowed them to go.

The flames within desperately sought their freedom resisting the ocean of lightning, consuming it even.

Zeus frowned, feeling the overwhelming force coming out to the point that it was swiftly expanding, his ocean of lightning barely able to hold it anymore.

"Hahh..." Zeus let out a breath of crackling electricity, a breath that soon turned to a roar as his muscled arms tensed, getting shrouded in lightning, soon inflating into giant electrical arms.

The ruler of Olympus then flew towards the swiftly expanding sphere, befitting of his divinity, he was extremely fast as the giant hands found themselves slapping the sphere in less than a second.

Even the ocean of electricity followed, rushing at the sphere like a broken dam, urging it away.

Zeus was successful in his pursuit as the sphere was hurled away colliding with one of the other rock formations far away.

The result of which was nothingness, literally annihilating anything in its way until it flared outwards, devouring a huge chunk of the cliff before vanishing.

"Who are you?" Zeus frowned, eyeing the damage, then laying his eyes on the amused Ian, who seemed to very much like the effect of his new move.

"Oh, excuse my rudeness," Ian apologetically smiled before formally introducing himself like the courteous person he is, "Ian Rose, here to collect what was promised, as well as a bit of charity."

"I see... I've never met a human more audacious than you in all of my life, and that should say a lot," Zeus spoke with unquestionable authority while approaching the confused Ian.

"Audacious? I? No no, you just don't understand how generous I'm because honestly, I would've done worse if I didn't fear not getting enough charity,"

Ian further rubbed his temples in exasperation, "I honestly didn't see it coming. The audacity of the gods made me a bit speechless, especially when I know for a fact that the demons of hell are more courteous than the bunch of you Gods, like common, do you not see the irony?"

"Huh?" Now it's Zeus' time to be confused, especially with how emotional Ian seemed about the subject. He honestly had no idea what he was talking about, so he asked the person that appeared behind him.

"Do you know what he's speaking of, Hera?"

"I do... He doesn't deserve to live." The woman behind him gritted her teeth, desperately wanting to jump at Ian to strangle him, only she wasn't sure if she can handle him.

"Hmm, I see... As I thought." Ian remarked, eyeing the gorgeous woman before him. Hera, the goddess of women and marriage was... Well, captivating with her enchanting and beautiful eyes and soft white skin.

She was very stunning, tall, and even her venomous words took nothing of her elegance. Her royal attire and graceful crown only complimented her beauty.

"You should be the one, right? Hera, the queen of Olympus. Only someone like you would be so vindictive for accidentally doing something you don't lik..."

Ian was thoroughly amused, finally getting a complete understanding of why the pledge wasn't processed, but Hera was not, "Shut up!"

"Such a waste of fine wine..." Ian remarked much to the two Gods' confusion because he really looked regretful, "But is it a wonder for the wine to become poisoned if you continue to sprinkle poison in it for centuries, millennials even?"

"I've heard enough..." Zeus shook his head, uncaring about the words of who he assumes to be just one of those strong mortals. He'd even go as far as to assume that Ian can not use the previous move again.

"But it all matters not. If You had come in peace and remained courteous, then I might've heard your pleas, but not anymore.

You've stained the dignity of Olympus, so be ready to fall to Tartarus for as long as your measly life span permits."

Such is the way of the gods. Zeus had already sentenced Ian to death the moment he sensed the colossal power seeking to devour Olympus. The human's reasoning was just miscellaneous for him.

"Huh... Of course. God, I miss dealing with demons. It was so easy to get them to give me charity, but it isn't so easy now, is it? Now, I'll have to..."

Ian squatted down, his words stopping in their track, feeling a knife almost scratching his neck.

"Gods are even scummier than demons, like Wow." Ian shook his head, leaping backward with a speed incomprehensible to the normal eyes, leaving orange lightning behind him.

On the previous spot he stood, from the very ground erupted numerous snakes of lightning almost consuming him whole.

Indeed, before the gods of Olympus, how can Ian remain defenseless? The Rose of speed force was already in effect, and that wasn't the only thing he prepared.

His speed certainly surprised everyone around, especially Hermes, the god that just tried to sneak attack him. Still, the swift God smiled, "I didn't expect him to be so fast, so I didn't try my hardest. He isn't so fast anyway."

The gods seemed to have quite the ego. Every one of them, Ian noted.

"This will be hard, and I may have to use it this time... No, I will use it now. It's been a long time anyway."

Ian murmured to himself in a bit of anticipation as he approached the Gods, speaking a few last words, "Death fighting style, let's start."