Tandrak just had to make some modifications and increase his energy input, the shield began to weaken in no time. The solid translucent surface of the barrier became transparent and waves began to spread across its surface as it tried to resist the intrusion.
The waves were created inwards towards the point of weakening. The shield was a creation of the meshing of barriers by different sources. It can resist physical and magical attacks due to its special energy structure. Tandrak was siphoning the energy of the barrier causing it to lose its strength. Trying to overload it with his energy will not work. He doesn’t have as much energy as the combined power source of the war fortresses. Plus it will be a waste to do so. Why not take energy from them instead? The same energy that they need to power the barrier.
But the barrier hadn’t given up yet, it was trying to restore the damages done to it, and the waves were trying to replenish the energy he stole from it. As long as he is able to overcome the regeneration limit of the shield then the barrier will fall. The fact that it was created by different sources means that it is very strong, but it was also susceptible to failure as long as one of the sources fails. It will create disarray within the intricate mesh structure of the Barrier and open a path for Tandrak.
Tandrak didn’t intend to enter. He had other plans. After a long time of weakening the barrier, a small hole was finally created with the mesh of the barrier. The lightning drake beneath his feet rushed into the hole. It merged with the shield as soon as it made contact with it. The sight of a colossal entity of energy and vibration flattening onto the barrier confused a lot of people.
The barrier became infected with the thunder drake and the shield became a blue energy shield. It turned from a transparent barrier into a blue one cackling with lightning. The lightning drake is an extension of Tandrak’s will which means he had infiltrated the network of the barrier. A vulnerability had opened in the barrier and he took advantage of it to target the entire barrier system, but he wasn’t done. He used the barrier to access the energy system of its source.
The source of the barrier happens to be the thirty-something flying war fortresses above. Before the war fortresses could shut down the barrier or rectify his infiltration, he entered their reactors and overloaded them. The reactors couldn’t adapt to the increasing excitement of their structural components and they exploded taking the entire fortress with them.
Tandrak might not be able to use his power to the fullest because of the restriction on him but what he could still achieve is beyond extraordinary. He had finesse to spare.
All the fortresses exploded and became too damaged to function much less stay afloat. All their various operations including the shield system stopped and the fortresses themselves began a reluctant descent. The ensuing chaos damaged the resistance army beyond repair. The soldiers and drones shut down. The resistance lost their barriers and their major support. The allied forces pounced on them in a bid to finish what they started.
Ghoto saw everything that happened from afar. He didn’t follow Tandrak in his match forward because while Tandrak could take on whatever was thrown at him, he on the other hand would have ceased to exist if a stray attack reach him. But he saw how Tandrak took down not only the barrier but the entire resistance in one move. He marveled in awe of such a power.
“My good friend Tandrak sure is impressive.” He thought.
Then he rushed into the fight to get more contributions. He had never been worried about their victory or defeat. The avatars of the gods had increased their ability to fight back to an extent, but it wasn’t enough to stand against their own top forces. They still had the origin gods too. So they couldn’t lose.
Within the headquarters of the Allied forces. A few minutes earlier before the fall of the barrier shield of the resistance army.
Guntu was talking with another origin god. This is the origin god that the battle alliance sent to spearhead the war efforts. They had the confidence that victory was assured as long as this Origin god is present. Just a single origin god against whatever the gods could do. Their confidence was not misplaced. At least Guntu thought so.
“Is it true that your father and six others were the only ones that survived the massacre of Liton and they had to forge through the forest of xigat while being chased and hunted?” Guntu asked expectantly.
“Yes.” The other origin god answered. This Origin god did not look like a harmless prankster like Guntu. His features were blurry and his hair was just flowing energy. His hair that fell in waves behind this Origin god is the most striking thing about him. The hair is bright gold and dangerous to look at directly for anything below the level of an origin god. He looked like an angel or a god more than the gods look like gods.
All in all, he looked like a figure made up of energy in a shiny suit of armor. His existence is similar to titans that are running out of time because of their lack of control, they begin to lose their definite forms and start to disperse. If they somehow become a sovereign of law, they will be able to bring back their dispersing form and contain all their power which will grant them a definite shape.
This sight is a cause for concern for titans of law, but it is the aim of all Origin gods. When this situation occurs in an origin god it is a sign of reaching the threshold to advance to a World god. They become so full of energy that their physical form starts having trouble keeping it all in. The Origin god’s blurry body is because he is practically bursting with energy.
“Is it true that the seven of them helped each other and some sacrificed themselves for others?” Guntu continued to ask.
“Yes.” The origin god replied.
He wasn’t bothered by the enthusiasm shown by Guntu, it is a common occurrence. Something he had to deal with his entire life, so he has had a lot of experience with answering the questions and maintaining his cool.
“Is it true that only two of them survived the chase and they swore revenge against the raptor race?” Guntu asked with fervor. His eyes were practically glowing.
“Yes.”
“Is it true that in their bid for vengeance the two of them became blood siblings and started the Hand of vengeance organization?”
“Yes.”
“Wow,” Guntu exclaimed. He was asking about the history of the battle race monkeys. Specifically about the creation of the then Sage’s council.
“Is it true that the hand of vengeance developed well until it became the foremost force against the Raptors?”
“Yes.”
“Is it true that the hand of vengeance finally became the sage’s council because of the urgent need for a united front against the assault of the Raptors?”
“Yes.”
Ghoto continued to ask and the origin god continued to answer.
“Is it true that the two original creators of the hand of vengeance finally got married and gave birth to kids and you are one of them?”
The origin god sighed and answered. “Yes, I am.”
It is the story of his life. The son of a hero, the son of a sage, the son of the original creators of the hand of vengeance. That is what the battle race monkeys think of him.
He was supposed to become free of the influence of his bloodline when he became a titan of law. But even till now, he couldn’t get rid of the influence of the bloodline of a sage. He is practically glowing and shining all over, but he is still in the shadow of his parents. He had tried to create legends for himself but he could not overcome the achievements of his two parents.
He is about to become a world god but his parents are already world gods. All hope seemed lost for him until a chance opened up in the lower plane. The lower plane is where the glory of his bloodline started, if he could create an achievement here, it could redeem him. He would have something penned to his name in the history of the battle sage monkeys.
That is why he begged to be sent here to end the era of the gods. He needed the achievement and nothing could stop him. He plans to achieve more than a simple victory over the gods. He would make a big splash, nothing less than a momentous result will be good enough for him.