Rowan was deeply connected with Envy and he could feel that the Axe was becoming stronger from feeding on his emotions and those of Dao Ma. It was collecting only what Rowan gave to it, but it was draining everything it could from the god, and Envy sang for joy, this was what it was born to become.
The weapon moved faster, even accounting for the force that Rowan exerted, Envy was also adding momentum to the swing.
When the hit landed on Dao Ma’s stunned face, the top half of his head exploded, and he was pushed down so fast that he resembled a meteorite falling at ten times the speed.
Knowledge Well screamed a warning to him, and before he could block with his left arm a gray blur slammed into his neck and vapourised his head.
The clash that occurred between them was so fast that it transpired within a fraction of a second, but the resulting explosion that erupted from it was as bright as a sun, and the heavy blast could be heard even far in space, carried by Aether generated from their clash.
This portion of space was devoid of Aether but the level of the combatants was so high, that their presence alongside every move carried endless energies that began to warp the surroundings.
The single hit from that gray blur that Knowledge Well rapidly analyzed turned out to be the tail of the god, he had sneaked in a devastating blow that propelled Rowan’s body into space, where he impacted against the Formation with a resounding crack.
His body burned golden and he was anew, every single injury he took was gone, his insane healing properties boosted by Eruption when he poured all the energy it gave him into Constitution.
This new method of using Eruption was only possible with Knowledge Well, Rowan had a timer on this ability, and he did not use it for long stretches of time, instead, it was in small bursts.
Each activation of Eruption happened in less than a tenth of a second before he switched it off. This method of using this ability would be quite impossible if he had a single consciousness.
Eruption was such a powerful ability that forcefully ending the technique before it began to gather steam was difficult and damaged his consciousness to a great extent.
He had multiple consciousness pillars, so every time he used Eruption, he would swap his consciousness, and in a short while, the previously damaged consciousness would heal. Rowan had enough consciousness pillars he did not have to worry if he was going to run out.
Using the ability in this manner was fairly cumbersome but the advantages of using this method to utilize Eruption went beyond increasing the time frame he could safely use this ability, he could also burn his vitality more furiously.
Originally, Eruption should last for maybe twelve seconds before his Ouroboros Bloodline went insane, but now, he should be able to battle for at least a whole day.
The shadowy form of Eva appeared beside him, “You are taking your sweet time getting up, my Formation cannot handle your weight any longer, don’t tell me you need a cheerleader?”
“Fuck you too, Eva, the only thing I need right now is BGM,” Rowan growled and he launched himself from the glowing Formation towards Dao Ma below.
Eva cocked her head to the side in confusion, “What is BGM?”
Inside the crater, the nearly decapitated Dao Ma stood up, his clothes and armor were in shambles, and they faded away into mist.
The head of the god slowly healed up, and his eyes were no longer green, but blazing red. That red began to travel from his eyes and colored his skin. The expression on his crocodilian face warped until he was a picture of menace.
His belts and loincloths returned but now they were red, and blood appeared to be dripping from them.
From his six-fingered hand, long red claws that were the size of swords erupted with a burst of gore, their tips so sharp they pierced through space, leaving black lines with every movement he made.
Bloody gas began to rise from his body, and he screamed a wordless challenge. Gods with animalistic traits had always been brutal, and their bloodthirstiness was only hidden by a few scraps of sanity and decorum.
For a mere mortal to hurt a god to this extent triggered a blood lust in Dao Ma that would not be quenched unless he drank every drop of blood inside Rowan and tortured him for an eternity.
His eyes followed the rapidly approaching figure of Rowan and he crouched and shot into the air, and in less than a second, Rowan and Dao Ma clashed in Midair.
“BOOOOM!!!”
Reality parted in two, as the skies were painted golden with the flames of Eruption, and the ground was painted red with the bloody gas escaping from Dao Ma’s body.
Countless large blasts erupted from the point of impact, and the planet below rippled, as an entire layer of it was torn off and vented into space, but they were all blocked by the Formation and they fell back to the ground, but the atmosphere was now so thick with energy it was as hot as a furnace, and the metals melted on reentry, and gave the skies an appearance of twilight with countless flaming stars falling to the ground.
There could be no doubt that two beings with power at the Divine level clash here.
With a roar from Dao Ma that could be heard for millions of miles, the red glow swallowed the golden one, and Dao Ma tore through Rowan’s defenses, slicing apart both of Rowan’s arms with a flurry of quick strikes that Rowan failed to defend against and plunging his entire right arm into Rowan’s chest, nearly cutting him in two.
Dao Ma breathed deeply in satisfaction, “Mongrel, I shall…”
Rowan struck like a snake, his mouth closed around Dao Ma’s throat and with a burst of Eruption tore it out.
Dao Ma barely had time to shudder from the pain, when both of Rowan’s hands healed with a flash of golden light and he seized Dao Ma by the throat, before pushing both of his hands into the gaping hole.