He Who Stands At The top
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“I AM HE WHO STANDS AT THE TOP” the stranger claimed.
The angel still was not paying him any attention.
“I AM HE WHO REJECTS REASON, REJECTS THE IMPOSSIBLE, AND ATTAINS THE WORLD” he claimed.
The angel kept its eyes on the ice wall.
“AND I WILL HUNT EVERY SINGLE ANGEL IN EXISTANCE” he stated.
At this, the angel finally turned to face him.
His smile widened.
Louis and Alexander could not believe this dumbass.
The angel pointed its tridents at the man.
It was quite a sight to behold. A man facing an angel, while a giant flying machine was slowly descending behind him. They both stared at each other, until the angel finally decided to attack.
The man stomped on the floor.
A large spike rose from the floor and blocked the angel’s attack.
“Bee, play me a melody, Moz, rock it. I want to hear the most epic s**t you can make” he said to no one in particular.
Only his egos understood.
The angel started to shoot at the huge rock that had appeared until nothing was left.
The man chuckled.
“Let me show you, you stupid angel, the strength of he who stands at the pinnacle of the world”
The angel shot again. This time, an ice pillar was raised.
Alexander was impressed. This man had not only the power of stone, but the power of ice.
The angel started to shoot nonstop at the man. Ice, rock, concrete and metal pillars started to rise to meet with the attacks.
The music in the man’s head kept rising in intensity.
After a little while, the angel stopped again. Smoke was covering everything. Nobody could see the man.
But he did not run away, he was only walking slowly towards the angel.
After the angel saw him, it summoned twenty tridents. With only four it had killed a thousand men like it was nothing. It was starting to see this new individual as an actual threat.
The man just kept smiling.
“Jim, it's your turn” he said.
The music was getting very intense.
The angel started to blast him with all twenty tridents.
He then started to run, dodging ever shot like it was nothing, and blocking the ones he could not dodge with giant spikes.
He was running so fast Alexander could barely see him.
He then got near the angel, but it simply began to move backwards.
He was still getting close, and now the angel had to use its tridents to break the spikes, as they were starting to attack it.
At this point, he stopped, and a giant pillar made of ice grew from under his feet. He was now looking down on the angel. After it stopped growing, he raised his hand, and clouds started to form inside the city.
The angel started to use only five of its tridents to stop the spikes, and the rest it used to shoot the man.
He kept one of his hands raised towards the clouds and he now moved his other hand. It now was open palmed towards the beams the angel shot, and the hand suddenly transformed into a giant shield.
The shield started to reflect the shots like nothing.
At the sight of it, the angel decided to move its tridents so that they surrounded the man. Half of the tridents started to move towards the man.
He stomped again, and the ice pillar suddenly had miniature spikes coming from it. Almost like a tree with its branches.
The new, smaller ice spikes started to go towards the tridents. It was to slow the progress of the tridents, but it did not help as much as he hoped they would, as the tridents broke the ice like it was nothing.
The tridents surrounded him, and the moment they did, they shot their beams.
The man smiled, as another arm suddenly sprouted from his body and his hand transformed into another shield behind him, blocking the rest of the shots.
“How many abilities does this dude have?” Alexander asked no one in particular.
Louis had no idea what the answer was to that question.
The top of the city was now completely covered with grey clouds. Imagine, grey clouds in the middle of a city in the bottom of the sea.
Even more impressive was the light that followed. Lightning struck down from the clouds.
And it hit the man.
In the following nanoseconds, one of his hands transformed back to being a regular hand, and the arm that had suddenly sprouted on his back became clothing, replacing what he had lost when it came out.
Small arcs and sparks of yellow lightning were flowing from and around his body. He finally could see clearly. Everything was going in slow motion. He felt like lightning itself.
In an instant, he suddenly was right in front of the angel. He was so fast; it was almost like he had teleported.
That was the moment the thunder from the strike of the lightning was heard.
He punched the angel right in the face
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It went flying and hit the dome of the city, leaving a c***k in the 7-meter-thick special glass-like material. From the c***k, a bit of water started to flow inwards, and the angel started to get wet.
The man then landed on the floor and created a second pillar of ice. The other one was destroyed by the lightning strike. He then saw the angel getting wet and decided to concentrate some of the lightning in his hand.
He then raised it and created a sword of lightning. The electricity was going back and forth on the fabricated sword of lightning, and as it got stronger, it started to break the ice he was underneath. He now had to use two hands to control it.
The tridents were not moving, as the angel was stunned from the hit. But the angel would not stay on the ground for too long.
It finally started to get up, but it was too late.
The lightning sword almost reached the ceiling in scale. It had lighted up the entire city, as every person was looking at it with awe. The man then proceeded to swing his lightning sword downwards.
The angel finally managed to get up, only to greet the huge sword of lightning with its forehead.
It was instantly knocked unto the floor with the impact of the sword, as the sound of electricity and the smell of ozone filled the city.
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