Chapter 510: Divine

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3rd Person POV

As Buddy was rushing to help Perseus after his job was done, Cassius and Saber stopped him.

"You can't interfere with the fight, little fox." Saber said and took out a dual axe, to which Buddy only snarled in return.

"Look man, I'm trying to turn over a new leaf, unlike my stupid brother here." Cassius reasoned, "As gods, we shouldn't interfere with mortal affairs."

Buddy then barked furiously in return.

"Yeah, we blessed those weapons, but that's because Perseus has other interventions, and that's also including the help of our mother, it's an unfair fight." Cassius replied

"Since when can you understand animals?" Saber asked

"I do a lot of things in my free time, I don't just look in the mirror and make love to myself."

Buddy then barked again.

"Yeah, but we're only overlooking God temporarily, not forever." Cassius replied, "What do you mean you don't care? You're a god, this world is all of ours to protect."

'You lost your rights to protect this world ever since you allowed the invaders to do whatever they want.' Buddy said before unleashing his magic.

Saber launched a series of searing attacks at Buddy. Each fiery blast scorched the earth and threatened to melt away the icy domain of Winter. But Buddy, with a now flick of his frost-covered paws, summoned gusts of icy wind to counter the onslaught, forming barriers of frost that absorbed the brunt of the fiery assault.

Meanwhile, Cassius sends out the magic of venomous magic that can melt and kill anything and anyone in its path. Buddy found himself hard-pressed to defend against the relentless onslaught, his icy powers struggling to withstand the onslaught of Spring's vitality.

Buddy conjured ice dragons from the frozen depths of his domain, sending them soaring toward his adversaries with a roar. But Saber met them head-on, his fiery aura engulfing the icy creatures and reducing them to nothing but steam. With a flicker of his flames, he turned the tide of battle, his searing heat overwhelming Buddy's icy assault.

As the fight raged on, it became increasingly one-sided. Despite Buddy's best efforts, he found himself outmatched by the combined might of Saber and Cassius. The god of Summer's flames burned with an intensity that seemed to consume everything in their path, while Cassius' healing powers ensured that Saber remained untouchable.

With each passing moment, Buddy felt his strength wane as his icy domain crumbled beneath the relentless assault of his adversaries. Desperate to turn the tide, he summoned blizzards and ice storms with all the power he could muster, but even they seemed to falter against the unyielding heat of Saber's flames.

Despite the overwhelming odds stacked against him, Buddy refused to yield to despair. With a grim determination, he continued to cast spell after spell, summoning forth blizzards of unparalleled ferocity in a desperate bid to delay his adversaries and buy time for Lilith or other reinforcements to arrive.

With a wave of his hand, he conjured icy cyclones that swirled around Saber and Cassius, temporarily obscuring them from view. In the midst of the swirling snow, Buddy launched barrages of icicles and frosty projectiles, each aimed with pinpoint accuracy at his foes.

But Saber, undeterred by the biting cold, unleashed torrents of flames that melted the icy onslaught, his fiery aura cutting through the blizzard like a knife through butter before helping Cassius to get out of the same thing. Despite Cassius being injured, it healed away quickly.

Buddy fought on, his determination unyielding even in the face of overwhelming odds. With every spell he cast, he hoped against hope that help would arrive in time to turn the tide of battle in his favor.

*****

Perseus was having quite a difficult time as his moves got easily predicted as time went on.

"We've got you figured out." Sarah said arrogantly as she bashed him with a shield.

Though they believed they had him figured out, relying on his supposed specialty in fists and swords, Perseus knew better. From a young age, he had never excelled in one discipline over the other. While his village may have favored training in the fist and the dance, he was not confined by such limitations.

The dance in the first place wasn't the best fighting skill in the universe, it was just unique to his village as it helped with mana training and got other benefits.

From the earliest days of his training, Perseus had shown a remarkable adaptability that defied the expectations of his instructors. While his peers gravitated towards mastering a singular discipline, be it the art of the fist or the precision of the sword, Perseus refused to stick to only one path.

In his village, where the tradition of martial arts ran deep, there was a tendency to prioritize the dance over others. The fist and kick were revered for their raw power and close-quarters combat prowess, while the sword was hailed for its simplistic yet effective attacks.

Perseus was taught by Laker, the teacher who's qualified to teach the heroes to use all sorts of weapons and multiple fighting styles. he was also taught to counter them. While the chief helped him with the traditional techniques and helped strengthen him physically, his grandfather helped with the rest.

He also had the advice of the 2 roses on how to master his magic and their powers, making him even more deadly.

With a calm resolve, Perseus assessed his options, drawing upon the breadth of his skills. He was not a jack of all trades, as some might assume. Instead, he was a master of all, a warrior whose prowess extended beyond the confines of a single weapon.

"But first..." Perseus then gathered a lot of gale wind into his palms, which he used to blow his opponents away, "Y'all know how gods have certain attributes like Maple being the goddess of Autumn and death because her season has fluctuation toward a colder temperature?

"A celestial, a being closest to a god...we got one too." Perseus laughed, much to the horror of the others, "Divine form: God of Victory!"