Chapter :-61 What The Dead Men Say (Trivium)

*Boom*

*Boom*

*Boom*

The golden palms repeatedly smashed the dome-like structure around the army forces, just like a Gatling gun firing rounds after rounds towards the target.

Each strike of the golden palm contained enough strength to level a mountain, yet when faced against the combined might of a few hundred Mage-squads, it still couldn't pass through.

Still, the force generated by each strike pushed the entire dome into the ground, creating a bottomless pit after continuous attacks.

"Damn..!!!"

"I don't think we will be able to keep up the barrier under such pressure for too long…!!!"

"Someone do something about it…!!!"

The different Mages had beads of sweat falling down their faces as they struggled against the considerable pressure put on them by the golden palms.

The dome was already showing signs to breaking, cracks and fissures had appeared in its surface at the places receiving the strikes.

"Break for me…"

Henrik held an impassive expression on his face as he mobilised his [Force] to tear open a pathway inside forcefully.

He raised his palm parallel to his chest, palm facing towards the dome and made a tearing motion.

The fissures over the surface of the transparent white-dome suddenly started expanding and finally tore a significant portion of the dome which had been protecting the army forces.

"Somebody stop him…!!!"

"Archers!!! Fire!!!"

"Canon!!! Fire!!!"

"Mage-squad!!! Fire!!!"

Soldiers wielding bow and arrows, rifles, and canons aimed at Henrik and bombarded him with their fire-power. Suddenly the clear sky was filled with all kinds of weapons which only had one target, Henrik.

Henrik covered his body with force and made a sphere around his body which quickly expanded at astonishing speed with extreme outward propelling force.

"[Force:- Repulse]…."

The sphere surrounding Henrik pushed all the attacks backwards, from where they were launched, with twice as much force as the initial attacks had.

The giant bodhisattva behind him didn't disappear after he entered the dome; the fight had just started.

Henrik made a palm thrusting motion while the statue copied his moments, but instead of a single palm, four of them were shot towards four different parts of the enemy army.

One palm towards the horse riding, spear-wielding, bow-wielding soldiers, basically normal humans, one palm towards the canon unit, another towards the Mage-squad and lastly, towards the leaders of the army.

"Humph!!!"

As the golden palm descended towards the Mage-squad, one of them stepped forward.

"[Gracious deity gates]…"

A large man wearing a grey cloak and purple jewels suddenly raised his hands in the air in front of him as a mandala appeared mid-air which suddenly expanded and from within came several massive red [Torii] that fall from above, to pin the golden hands between the gate and the ground.

The size and strength of this [Torii] are such that they even immobilised the bodhisattva.

Still, due to the extreme speed of the strikes from the golden palms, one Torii wasn't enough thus the large man piled the torii atop one another in an attempt to increase their ability to immobilise the hand.

The golden palm was successfully stopped.

"You dare!!!"

At the Canon-unit position, a bald man wearing blue haori stepped forward. He raised his two palms parallel to each other and made a clasping motion.

The sand beneath his feet suddenly started moving and took form to create gigantic hands which successfully clasped the golden hand between them, stopping them altogether.

The brilliance of this technique is in the strength and sheer size of the constructs, which rivals that of demi-gods. Once the arms lock onto its target, it is near impossible to break free, and one must resort to other methods.

"Ora!!!!"

At soldiers potion, a burly man with a colossal moustache stepped forward. A red-coloured vapour suddenly burst out of his body.

"Amass!!!"

He emits an enormous amount of red steam, the so-called "Steam of Blood", and his aura manifests into a red burning dragon around his body.

"Flow!!!"

He then dashes forward at such an extreme speed that the space within the immediate vicinity of the technique is distorted, making it impossible for the target to defend against it.

He then delivers an immensely powerful kick which carries such force that it is capable of not only stopping but also pushing back the golden palms, as well as creating a devastating shock wave linear to the kick.

The earth caved in and churred before it burst outwards, creating a deep crater at the point of collision.

Finally, at the Army-leaders position, a middle-aged man with black hair and brown eyes looked towards the incoming golden palm. A flash passed within his eyes while the large spear within his hands trembled.

As if the golden palm meet with an unmovable wall, all of its momenta disappeared while sparks fell from the centre of the palm, like an invisible force was pushing it backwards.

Conclusion, all four of the golden palms of Bodhisattva were neutralised, but Henrik still held a neutral expression, as if all of this didn't matter.

He observed the four positions where he had attacked but was surprisingly blocked.

ᒥ....These [Torii] are quite versatile and can be used in several different ways, but it's strength isn't enough....ᒧ

ᒥ....These hands made of sand are powerful enough to halt the golden hands of Bodhisattva, that to completely....ᒧ

ᒥ....A terrifying kick indeed!!!….ᒧ

ᒥ....Such a high-level spear intent!!!….ᒧ

He closed his eyes as the words left his mouth.

"Unfortunately, it is nowhere enough!!!…."

Deep inside his mind, a black space filled with emptiness and nothingness suddenly showed a reaction. A blue eye opened in the darkness as it terrified even the author. (Madara-full power)

"Huh…!?"

The gates cracked and burst apart.

"What…!?"

The sand hands were torn apart.

"Impossible…!?"

The red dragon was smashed deep into the army of enemy soldiers.

"….."

The middle-aged man stood up and thrust his spear forward to meet the incoming golden palm which had forcefully torn through his intent.

As if a monster had awakened, Henrik spoke in a cold tone.

"You are nothing compared to me….."

The bodhisattva moved and bombarded the army with its palms while Henrik used [Greater-divinity] to launch [Extermination ray] towards the enemies.

*Boom*

*Boom*

*Boom*

The burly man tried to engage in a fight with Henrik but was once again smashed into the ground even before he could see the attack nearing him.

Henrik went on a killing rampage and slaughtered a million soldiers, not before catching their souls within the 6-pendants which were inter-connected to each other.

The [Retaliation-counter] was his trump card, and he wanted to be prepared for anything in the future.

The enemy resisted for quite some time, but even with such influential participants, they couldn't survive against him for long and ended up dying. The whole of Japan was shocked by the news of a Mikaelson, killing a million armed people all by himself.