-The Arena-
Gabriel, the ruler of El-Kiin, faced the critical moment where a loss would result in a devastating defeat for his reputation and authority within his divine family. Loki, the cunning and unpredictable opponent, aimed to capitalize on this opportunity to secure his triumph.
The rulers from different realms, cosmic beings, and spectators observed with heightened anticipation. The overseer announced the commencement of the battle, and the stage was set for the confrontation.
In the arena, the clash between Azariel, the Angel of Water Elemental, and Behemoth, the primordial beast raised by Norse gods, unfolded with a grandeur that resonated across the planet.
Behemoth, a colossal creature with a colossus appearance, took thunderous steps that reverberated through the planet grounds. The ground shook with every movement, emphasizing the sheer raw power within this ancient beast. Azariel, agile and versatile, faced this formidable opponent with determination.
The battle commenced with Behemoth charging forward, its colossal form casting a daunting shadow across the planet. Azariel, evoking his authority over the water element, conjured celestial water to create a defensive barrier. The clash of raw power against elemental manipulation set the stage for a mesmerizing spectacle.
Azariel, demonstrating his versatility, unleashed named attack-"aqua chains", that showcased his prowess over the water element. He created surges of celestial water that twisted and contorted, attempting to ensnare Behemoth within aquatic restraints.
However, Behemoth, with primal strength, broke free from the aquatic constraints, shaking off the celestial water as though it were a mere inconvenience.
As the clash between Behemoth and Azariel intensified, Azariel conjured a colossal body of celestial water, matching the height of the primordial beast. The arena became the battleground for these two titans, each vying for dominance in a display of sheer power.
The celestial water body, a manifestation of Azariel's water elemental manipulation, stood as a formidable counterpart to Behemoth's colossal form. The close combat between the two beings shook the planet metallic grounds, even Archangel Micheal and Beelzebub looks interested in their Battle.
Behemoth, with its high endurance and primal strength, traded mighty blows with Azariel. Each impact chipped away Azariel water body, creating shockwaves that echoed across the planet. Despite the force of Behemoth's attacks, Azariel strategically focused his energy to reinforce the water body where the hits landed.
Reminder, the overseer restrained both the participants power to limited access to their original prowess and yet each blow is strong enough to put a hole through the planet like Leyat, the planet is covered in strong Metal alloy.
with the original prowess of Behemoth each blow should have destroyed the planet and the same applies to Azariel.
As the Behemoth powered its energy to enhance the force behind its colossal blow, A anticipation fell over the spectators.
The restrained yet formidable strength of Behemoth threatened to pierce through Azariel's celestial water body, raising concerns among the onlookers.
The enhanced blow landed with tremendous force, creating a breach in the reinforced water body. The spectators observed with keen interest, wondering if Azariel could withstand the relentless assault of Behemoth. Despite the initial setback, Gabriel remained composed, his unwavering gaze fixed on the ongoing Battle.
Azariel, quick to recover, swiftly addressed the breach in his water body. Channeling his mastery over the water element, he seamlessly closed the hole along with Behemoth's Hand, mending the celestial water and reinforcing it against the onslaught. Behemoth, having committed to its powerful strike, found itself momentarily incapacitated.
In the wake of the enhanced blow, Azariel seized the opportunity presented by the opening in Behemoth's defenses. With precision and agility, Azariel put his strength before beginning his onslaught.
As Behemoth's hand recoiled from the strike, Azariel unleashed a series of calculated blows. The reinforced water body transformed into a torrential force, pounding on the primordial beast.
Each strike carried the force of Azariel's water manipulation, aiming to exploit the vulnerability created by the initial breach.
The onlookers watched in fascination as Azariel, with skill and determination, turned the tide of the battle. The clash between water manipulation and primal strength reached a critical juncture, with Azariel demonstrating the finesse of his abilities against the overwhelming force of Behemoth.
The Behemoth broke free his hand from the Azariel water body and distanced itself from the range of Azariel.
The battle entered a critical state as Behemoth, recognizing the disadvantage in close combat, unfurled a pair of gray wings from its colossal frame. With powerful flaps, the primordial beast ascended into the cosmic expanse, seeking the advantage of aerial maneuvers.
In response to Behemoth's flight, Azariel adapted to the evolving dynamics of the battle.
Azariel, manifesting a pair of wings with a serene blue, propelled his celestial water body into the skies. His form now adorned with wings, he wielded a lance-shaped weapon, forged from the essence of water force.
the battle changed from ground battle to aerial battle, both the participants circle through the expanse while keeping a look on each other.
Behemoth, relying on sheer primal strength, attempted to overwhelm Azariel with forceful maneuvers. Azariel, in turn, harnessed the fluidity of his water manipulation to evade, parry, and retaliate with precision.
The battle between the elemental angel and the primordial beast became a mesmerizing dance in the vast expanse.
In a strategic move, Azariel harnessed the power of water manipulation to its fullest potential.
Channeling the essence of the water element, he focused the celestial energy into the tip of his lance. The water, now imbued with vibrant energy, transformed into a scalding stream.
Azariel unleashed the heated water by turning it into mist upon Behemoth, enveloping the colossal creature in a shroud of steam. The mist served as a veil, obscuring Behemoth's vision and disorienting the primal beast in the expanse. Within the obscured atmosphere, Azariel seized the opportune moment.
Silently and swiftly, Azariel maneuvered through the mist, positioning himself strategically behind Behemoth. With the precision granted by his angelic abilities, Azariel aimed his lance at the vulnerable point, targeting the shoulder of the primordial beast. In a decisive strike, the lance pierced through the hide, severing the colossal creature's right hand.
As his arm fallen to the ground, the behemoth enraged and shrink himself to regular size with same mass of his colossal form.
The battle between Azariel and the enraged Behemoth took a drastic turn as the colossal beast, now twice as fast, attacked with relentless speed and precision. Azariel, however, proved his agility by adapting to the new circumstances. As Behemoth teleported around the battlefield, Azariel descended and enveloped himself in a miniature-sized water armor, ready to face the intensified onslaught.
The strikes from Behemoth became more focused and powerful, each blow testing the limits of Azariel's water armor. However, Azariel, using his mastery over water, increased the pressure beneath his feet, enabling him to match Behemoth's speed and stay in close pursuit.
The battlefield turned into a spectacle of rapid movements and clashes, with Behemoth's raw power pitted against Azariel's fluid and agile combat style.
The spectators, including Gabriel and Loki, watched as Azariel demonstrated his resilience and adaptability in the face of the Behemoth's enhanced fury.
In a flurry of relentless attacks, the enraged Behemoth manifested spears in thin air and launched a continuous stream of assaults at Azariel. Evading the majority of them, Azariel demonstrated remarkable agility, but some spears pierced through his wings and legs, rendering him immobile. The assault intensified, and gasping for air, Azariel endured the relentless barrage.
Despite the overwhelming odds, Azariel, with a determined look, locked eyes with Gabriel. A nod from the ruler signaled that it was time to unleash the weapon given to him by Gabriel. Pouring every ounce of energy he could muster into the sword, Azariel continued to evade the relentless attacks, awaiting the opportune moment.
As Behemoth rushed towards him to deliver a finishing blow, both combatants found themselves on their last straws. In a final clash, Behemoth launched his hand towards Azariel's heart. Swiftly evading the attack, Azariel swung the charged sword in a decisive arc, aiming to sever the beast's head. Behemoth managed to evade the initial strike, but after a brief moment, the head of the colossal creature separated from its body.
A moment of silence enveloped the arena as the spectators, including Gabriel, Loki, and Beelzebub, witnessed the fall of Behemoth. Azariel, battered and exhausted, stood amidst the remains of the once-raging beast, victorious.
The outcome of the battle shifted the tides in favor of El-Kiin, bringing a sense of relief and awe among the onlookers.
As the Overseer announced the results, a wave of relief swept through the spectators. Azariel emerged victorious in Round 4, showcasing a strategic mastery that left many bewildered.
The Overseer took a moment to explain to the crowd, "The sword Azariel used contains the law of time, manipulating the flow of time for the attack. Even though Behemoth evaded the initial strike, the delayed execution of the attack ensured that it hit its mark when the beast repositioned. This led to Behemoth's demise."
A mix of awe and admiration spread among the onlookers as they grasped the Azariel's victory. Cheers erupted for the angelic warrior as he gracefully retired from the arena.
Gabriel, witnessing his knight's triumph, let out a sigh of relief, knowing that his family's honor remained intact. On the other hand, the death of Behemoth seemed to affect Loki minimally, as his demeanor remained unchanged.
The atmosphere in the conference hall was charged with tension and anticipation as the final match approached. Loki's ominous words lingered in Gabriel's mind, and Gabriel couldn't shake off the feeling of impending challenges.
Addressing Gabriel, Loki taunting him with the promise of an even grander match for the grand Finale. Gabriel, however, saw through Loki's indifference to rankings and questioned him about his motives "you obviously don't care about the rankings, your planet doesn't have any living beings and you are too lazy to govern your realm".
Loki, with a sinister grin, admitted to his boredom in the upper realm and his desire for amusement, choosing Gabriel and his planet as pawns for his boredom.
Gabriel, fueled by a mix of anger and determination, warned Loki that he would repay him for the troubles he was causing.
Beelzebub, after listening their conversation, offered a different perspective, teasing them that their emotions are part of friendship and rivalry between them.
Nova, sensing the tension between them, turned to Em and asked. "Em, if they are part of same forces why are they so hostile. Do you know who would win if they fought among themselves?".
Em replied, "Well, Nova, I don't have much insight into the dark realm, but among the ones present here aside Beelzebub, Archangel Michael will decimate everyone with a single attack including lord Gaberial and Loki."
The fight between mythical knights is far more chaotic and dangerous than heroic knights, the Overseer announced that "the audience will be sent back to their planets, only people who are important will be teleported along with us to 'void realm'."
As the audience vanished and sent back, only few personal remained in the arena. the angels, gods, Beelzebub and guild officials like Em, Nova and The Guild master.
As everyone settled in the void realm, where time and space are in cosmic harmony, the overseer's voice resonated, announcing the commencement of the final battle. Gabriel, ruler of El-kiin, revealed his chosen champion, a formidable entity named Leonhart-Pendragon (half-angel and half-draconic).
Born in the midst of difficult times on his planet, Leonhart fought for his birthright and ascended to the upper realm after ten centuries of ruling as an emperor.
Upon Leonhart's arrival in the upper realm, Archangel Michael, greeted him with grandeur befitting a celestial hero. Michael, recognizing the potential within Leonhart, welcomed him into his celestial family.
Under Michael's tutelage, Leonhart underwent rigorous training, honing his skills as a warrior. Michael, acknowledging Leonhart's prowess, entrusted him with the rulership of five planets under his direct command.
Loki, with a mischievous grin, descended into the arena, addressing Beelzebub and Michael confidently. "Gentlemen, prepare yourselves. My participant is unlike anything you've encountered in both the light and dark realms. This being is a product of unconventional methods, a violation of some laws, if you will. When you witness its presence, I advise you to remain calm."
Beelzebub, known for his wit and a touch of sarcasm, chuckled first. "Oh, Loki, always the showman. You truly believe there's something that can surprise us? In both realms, we have witnessed and conquered entities beyond imagination. Quit with your grandiose speech and let us see this participant of yours."
Michael, the epitome of calmness, joined the laughter. "Indeed, Loki. We've faced gods, demons, and everything in between. Your claims of surprise hardly faze us. Introduce your participant, and let's get on with it."
Loki, undeterred by their skepticism, simply replied, "Don't be so sure about that, my friends." The air thickened with suspense as the breach opened, revealing the ominous being's limbs.
The moment the limbs of Loki's mysterious participant began to breach the gate, both Michael and Beelzebub sensed an ominous energy that struck a chord within their memories. prompting them to react instantaneously.
In unison, their authoritative voices rang through the arena, both shouting at the same frequency, "Do not let it pass through the Gate! Close the gate, even if it means killing Loki!"
Their urgency reverberated through the void realm, signaling the potential danger that loomed beyond the gate.
Immediately, Michael and Beelzebub unleashed a powerful attack, attempting to halt the emergence of whatever entity Loki had summoned. Their attacks were fueled by a shared instinct to prevent the unknown threat from entering their realm.
However, the overseer, bound by its duty to maintain order and prevent disruptions, swiftly intervened. Before the attacks could reach Loki, they were nullified, creating a barrier that shielded him from the impending assault. The overseer's voice echoed across the void realm, a stern reminder of its authority, "No fighting is allowed in the arena until the conclusion of the Battle. Any attempts to disrupt the proceedings will be met with immediate restraint."
--Author Note: what kind of entity makes even powerful beings like Micheal and Beelzebub to take action? --