《Summoning went Wrong》Volume 2. Chapter 16. Divinity.
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„Where are they? They should have appeared by now."
Apollo and his guards were still surrounding the dome of energy. Most of the gods have already left, feeling bored or uninterested. The only ones that rested were Apollo, his band, Astera, and the goddess of contracts.
The artifact that he gave to the girl, was something that he only gave to heroes who faced strong enemies. With her power, she shouldn't have any problem with anything that a false god, would use.
"I just need to wait a little longer."
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"See? I told you that challenging this guy would have ended up as a failure."
Lukas and the goddess of blood looked at the crystal ball that showed a ferocious fight between two women.
"What the hell is this thing? Did he actually have an apostle before he even became a god?"
"No, this is different. It looks like as if she and he fused together. He is probably using her as a conduit for his power. Smart. We need to be careful with this guy."
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"[Feline Step]!"
Wham!
Her speed was too slow, she was hit in the yaw by the monster tearing her head off, making her reappear a few meters away.
Damn, it, if not for the necklace, that would have done me.
The artifact that Apollo gave her had 3 functions. The first one was the laser beam that could cut through anything, but it had a recharge time of one hour.
Next was the blessing part, that could increase the special skill of the user by tenfold. Usually, she could use hers only nine times a day, but now she could do it 90 times.
She exhaled and concentrated.
"Cat Attack: Feline Assault."
She jumped in the air, trying to slice them apart, but while she was in midair Bei aimed her spear at her.
"To slow! Spear Technique: Pierce!"
"[Feline Body]!"
Twisting her body in midair she evaded the attack but, she still got hit in the arm with another one.
"Really, this is getting boring. Like you are not even trying! you just keep on dying and returning. Seriously try something else."
She put while spinning her spear in her hand.
"Fighting an immortal enemy is not fun at all! You just stay on the ground for once and let's be done with it. Spear Technique: Piercing Rain."
From the tip of her spear, several laser projectiles flew out, only to rain down on the earth.
The apostle was not quick enough she died and respawned several times, till the rain ended.
50 times.
She died 50 times. Only fourteen lives left.
She felt the knot in her heart forming, pressing against her chest.
"AAAAaaaahhh, BORING! You are boring! Hey, You, do something fun!"
The beast groaned and opened its mouth to the sky. Slowly a small black formed, that he expulsed into the sky. When it touched the barrier, it exploded in some sort of black water.
"Cat Attack: Kitten Paw!"
By using her remaining reserves of energy, she created something like a barrier made from compressed air. It did protect her from most of the black fluid, but one tiny drop landed on her left cheek.
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The moment it touched her skin, she felt a surge of emotions like never before. These emotions fought in her head, demanding her attention, making her drop her protective barrier.
"HeheheheheHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! WHAT IS THIS STUFF?! I FEEL GREAT! MY HEAD IS SPINNING, SO GOOOOOOOOOOOD!"
Bei was laughing like a madman, completely covered in the black liquid.
The cat apostle didn1t dare, to move, to think, to even blink.
Her mind was in chaos, her memories shambled, her personality crumbling.
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I need to fight. Why? I need to fight. I love him. I hate him. Why a cat? I need to fight. I like dogs. I need to fight. I think it will rain today. I need to…I love him. I worship him. I like purple. I am sad. Sad? Happy? Angry? I need…KILL THEM ALLL! I need…My little girl we are so proud of you. I need…I hate rain. I… I…I…
"Who am I?"
I am an apostle. I am a soldier. I am a lower. I am a warrior. I am… I am… My name is…
Apostle. Savior. Queen. Butcher. Slaughterer. Monster.
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Mad.
I am Mad.
I am madness.
I am…NOTHING!
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For no reason, the apostle started to scream. Her voice rang through the colosseum shocking everyone who heard it, even me.
While screaming, some particles of the black liquid started to float and spin around her neck, becoming a black metal color. Soon more liquid joined in creating a chain leading to Bei's hand. When the chain was complete, the apostle body which was now covered by a black aura, underwent a metamorphosis. Her hair and fur became white, and now it covered her entire body.
In seconds, the apostle was gone, replaced by a dangerous beast.
The creature roared, saliva spilling everywhere, then it also turned into the black liquid, which was absorbed Bei's monster.
"I see. She now has the power to turn her opponents into monsters that she can tame and control. A true Dominator. Now." I looked at the cat god's eye, who was shaking with fear. "It's time to pay up."
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"Boss, the barrier is dispersing!"
Finally.
Apollo manifested his weapon a gigantic golden bow that floated behind him. The other gods also prepared their own weapons, ready to attack.
The barrier slowly shrunk, then several black tentacles came out of it grabbing each god by the head. Apollo was the only one fast enough to jump back in time, the others screamed as their heads were devoured by the hands at the end of the tentacles.
"W-What is the meaning of this?!"
BAMM!
With his reflexes honed for centuries, he leaned sideways, dogging the projectile that was aimed at his head.
" I missed? Damn, I was sure it will hit you."
When the barrier collapsed there were several individuals there.
A half, deer half man-beast, towering over everyone, with a liter girl leaning on his back, smiling as if she was having fun.
In front of them then there was the Dealmaker, with several tentacles coming out of his coat. In one of his hand, he held a riffle, and in the other…
"My Goddess…"
It was the cat god or at least what rest of him. He lost his fur, exposing his naked, pink body, and his wings and ears were missing, leaving nasty wounds on him. At the middle of his face, was a handprint-shaped burn mark, with his left eye seemingly gouged out.
"W-What have you done?"
"This? This is nothing! We just made a bet and he lost, so I turned him into a slave! Don't worry he is alive, which is much more than we can say about your friends."
While talking he threw the unconscious on the floor as if he were nothing more but garbage.
"YOU! HOW DARE YOU TREAT A GOD LIKE THIS?! CRUMBLE BEFORE MY FLAMES, DIVINE ARROW!"
From the bow behind him, a miniature sun appeared that took the shape of an arrow.
"Sigh, so predictable."
From his pocket, the demon took out a small amulet that depicted…the sun.
"Try the burning yourself."
From the amulet, a ray of blue light shout aimed directly at the heart of the god.
"Divine sh-"
He was too slow.
Contrary to his appearances, Apollo is terrible at melee combat, he prefers using his bow, the flamboyant armor was only for the show. this paired with his weak muscles, ( That were covered up by his bulky, but hollow armor) made him rather slow. Slow enough to be hit in the chest with the laser.
"WhAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
He soon was enveloped in his blue flames, screaming, his weapon disappearing next to him.
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This is fun.
I saw an entertaining show, I eat delicious food, I got some pets, and now I got rid of some bullies. This is a great day.
While the guy with the golden armor was burning, I put away the amulet, while retracting my arms, dragging the corpses into my coat.
They will be an excellent test subject and maybe I will eat one later. Who knew that gods taste delicious?
"Astera! how are you? Sorry for the mess, it was TOTALLY self-defense."
"…Just let us get this over with."
"Gladly, just a second!"
While coming to her , I made sure to step on the right arm of the burning arm, breaking the bones under my feet.
This is for the colosseum; be happy I will leave you alive. For now.
I walked to the queen whose expression I still couldn't see, but I could imagine it quite easily.
"…Before we begin you have to take the oath. Do you, Destine Torres, swear that you will protect these universes and fight alongside us when the time comes to protect what was built by the creator? Do you swear that when the sounds of tromps of…"
Shit, this is super long.
"…Do you Destin Torres, future God of Madness swear it?"
"Absolutely."
When I accepted, I felt power surging through my power, revitalizing my body. Then around me, several extremely familiar transparent squares appeared, each filled with some sort of text.
[Reconnected to the system]
[User Destine Torres been acknowledged as The God of Madness]
[All requirements are met.]
[User will now receive the authority of the God of Madness]
[User is now able to use all Madness related skills]
[User is now the Embodiment of Madness]
[User is now the owner of its own world.]
[User is now able to create half-gods, apostles, and angels.]
[The user is now able to create a Familia]
[All avatars received state busts]
[User will receive the Name of the God of Madness .]
[The user is now in possession of an honorific name.]
[Displaying honorific name:
Antlered King,
Eater of Gods,
Taker of Light,
Melino.
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