Climax, Part III

John looked up at Methusylah. "Dante."

Dante appeared next to him. "What?"

"Let's destroy that statue."

Dante lit up with crimson flames. "That was gonna happen anyway."

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Yuhuang had blood running down the side of his face. 

Gautama looked up. "The others went and summoned it...!"

"It doesn't matter now. We haven't even managed to damage either John or Dante... the Holy Realm is breaking apart...!"

The giant statue sent six arms down at the same time.

John held up one finger to concentrate. He became enveloped in a golden aura.

Dante flew towards the oncoming attacks. He deflected one of the arms with a single punch, and another with a kick.

John deflected the other four using his aura as translucent arms.

Way high up, near the Methusylah's head, were the remaining Ishvara. 

Lugus frowned deeply. "Nothing's working!"