battle of the century(1)

".....,.R-Rank 3!!!!???"

"You-you must be joking! This can't be possible! Wh-who can be crazy enough to build a wooden hut on top of a rank 3 demons' corpse, surrounded by millions of other demons?!"

The receptionist looked at the wooden hut and back at him, her eyes were dancing with amusement. A smirk appeared on her face and froze once she looked pleased by his reaction. But her reply was as cold as ever.

"Lord Norman Jupiter, A Rank 4 Demigod is." She said proudly- too much proudly even.

"Damn crazy people." Ren barked but his words fell to deaf ears as her smirk only seemed to grow wider.

It took a while for Ren to calm down and terror finally stopped gripping his soul, his heart also slowly calmed down.

The receptionist didn't want to waste more time than she already had, so she led him inside the wooden hut.

The wooden hut was barely taller than a modern toilet and a little more wider, so looking at it anyone would think it must have a measly cramped room but it was the opposite. It was anything but cramped.

As soon as they entered the hut Ren was shocked for the umpteenth time today. Why was he shocked you ask? Well, that's because there was blue sky and the room was as big as a football stadium inside that tiny hut.

"How is this even possible?!" he muttered, earning a hearty laugh from the receptionist.

"Space Manipulation as well as some illusion does the trick." She casually said but there was a hint of teasing in her tone.

"First teleportation magic and then millions of demons and if that wasn't enough to give me a heart-attack there was even a rank 3 demon and now… this" Ren muttered as a hollow laugh escaped from his mouth.

"Ha-Haha, I might die of heart attack at the young age of 22.

Poor did he know that he was going to see something even more shocking that would make his jaw drop.

He once again looked towards the sky and finally notice something weird about it. There were no clouds in the sky, neither the sun, nor the moon, not even the stars were present.

The sky was eerily hollow and almost wrong. He couldn't hold back his curiosity and finally managed to ask.

"Ma'am! What is this place?"

The receptionist's gaze was moving all around the two stadiums big room surrounded by sky touching walls. She didn't even bothered to look at him as she replied absent mindedly.

"This is the edge of the world"

"Oh, the edge of the world. Wait! What!!?"

This woman's casual tone was really starting to piss him off.

"She just drops the mind breaking facts like they are just bird shits falling from the sky." He muttered under his breath making sure she didn't hear it.

He didn't even had any time to recover from the shock when an explosion occurred, creating at least 100 meter wide whole in one of the walls surrounding the wide room.

BOOM!!

Ren's attention was immediately drawn towards the grand, shaking explosion. He couldn't believe his eyes when he saw the wide hole in the wall.

The wall that had looked almost unbreakable and equally imposing had been shattered by someone or something.

Even from at hundred meter of distance the hole still looked very wide.

Ren would have been less terrified by the explosion if the woman next to him had remained as indifferent as always, but no… Even she looked troubled – scared, even. Eyes were full of worry and terror, she was visibly shaking.

When the dust in the air finally settled, Ren finally had the honor of witnessing a so-called demon in all its terrifying glory. (He forgot to count those flowers.)

This was the first time Ren got scared by his own absurd luck. I mean, it's not every day that you meet a terrifying, fifty-meter-tall demon.

Yes, fifty meters. What made its entry from the wide hole was a fifty-meter tall demon with a humanoid body, six mighty arms, ridiculous dinosaur legs, and six unholy eyes.

If there was a limit of being scary this thing had pushed past that limit.

The demon's whole body was covered in eerie black fur which was emitting pure darkness. Its aura was crushing, seemingly affecting the soul itself.

Even Ren, who was standing at least a hundred meters far from the demon, couldn't escape from its unholy aura of deadly might.

He fell to his knees, struggling with all his might to withstand the pressure emitted by the demon.

"Argh!" He spat a mouthful of blood as he barely managed to check upon the woman beside him.

Her state was no better than his own, but she wasn't coughing any blood, at least. But she looked more shocked and terrified than he was.

Her whole body was violently shaking, her eyes were wide open from shock and terror. She barely managed to utter two words even after struggling with all her being. But those two words were enough to shake Ren's very soul.

"R-Ra-Rank 4…!" she muttered before she nearly fainted.

Just those two words were enough to make Ren feel fear that he didn't even know was possible to feel.

Not when he got hit by a truck, not when he found out about the rank 3 demon, not even when he saw millions of flower demons. He had never felt fear so deep, so crushing before.

It wasn't the primordial fear of the unknown, it was fear after knowing—knowing something he wasn't yet ready to know or perhaps will never be.

He knew the demon had seen him, and he should run away, even if it was futile, but his damn body was refusing to move.

He was terrified-- so much that he wanted to dig a hole and hide.

But his body was completely frozen in place. But before the demon attacked him, before he was in any real danger, he was saved.

Help had arrived, or was always there, fighting the giant of a demon.

It was sudden, yet not so. A 30-meter tall warrior with imposing muscles and lean build appeared from the same crack the demon had come from and lunged at the demon, wielding a deadly katana that was at least 14 meters long, with deadly skill and might.

For a moment, all Ren could see and hear was the battle between two mythical beings in front of him.

Everything else vanished, but another moment his eyes couldn't keep up. All he could see was the enormous blur of movements and shattering echoes of battle.

At that moment, an intense desire rose within him – he wanted to witness this heroic battle, he wanted to see their every move, every skill,every technique, every attack. He wanted to see it.

Without wasting any time, he called upon another miracle, a miracle that temporarily enhanced his eyesight making his eyes capable of being the witness of harrowing yet awestrucking battle raging in front of him.

It might have taken him way more sacred energy if the miracle was permanent, but it wasn't, so thankfully, it didn't cost too much sacred energy