Chapter 1240: Twins
A purple pillar exploded from the gothic woman as she shot towards Atticus like a torpedo. Atticus unleashed a crimson crescent slash that split the heavens.
Their collision birthed a shockwave that leveled the forest and terrain for kilometers.
Korosim and Neresa had to teleport even farther away from their initial positions to escape the blast.
As they appeared in the distance, they immediately pulled up the footage, and their eyes instantly narrowed.
“Just one strike,” Korosim muttered, slightly disbelieving, and Neresa released a chuckle.
Through the screen, Iyress hovered just in front of Atticus, her hand pierced through his heart. There was a smile on her face, one of happiness. She would finally free his soul.
Just as she attempted to surround him with her aura, Atticus’s body suddenly burst into a puff of light, vanishing from her front.
The eyes of Korosim and Neresa constricted.
Iyress’s piercing scream voiced their thoughts.
“Fake!”
Korosim’s eyes exploded wide.
’He’s been tricking us!’
He rose to his feet, eyes darting around as he tried to sense any signs of ambush.
His hands blurred in front of him, forming hand signs in the air. Mana responded, and multiple small drones made from mana formed, shooting toward different directions.
Korosim filtered through the images they showed, and he found nothing.
’What’s he planning?’ He ignored Neresa, who kept asking what was going on, his thoughts spinning.
’He’s not here. Then…’ His eyes turned towards the direction of their beacon before they widened. Aside from Iyress’s beacon, it was the closest to them.
’Don’t tell me…!’
Korosim’s hands blurred in front of him, multiple hand signs forming.
“Warpath Surge.”
The words rolled off his tongue, and mana flooded his body in waves, a massive pillar of blue piercing the sky. His power intensified to unimaginable heights.
“I have to warn the marshal. Go back to the beacon and support the twins!”
Korosim blasted forward just as Neresa nodded, tearing towards the beacon of the child god at supersonic speed.
…
’Looks like they found out already,’ Atticus thought calmly as he and Aric tore through the forest at high speed.
Since they had stopped chasing the general’s subordinates, both of them had let go of any restraint and blasted towards what Atticus suspected was the general’s beacon. And now, he had just felt his alternate self disappear.
’They must’ve discovered they’re fake then.’
Atticus sent a glance toward Aric, who met his eyes. No words were needed. They tore through the forest with more speed, transversing large distances with ease.
“We’re here,” Atticus said.
A bright, blinding beacon came into view in the middle of a large clearing. Atticus’s gaze soon landed on two identical figures standing in front of the beacon.
They had already focused on them, having sensed their approach.
Their eyes were stern, cold. Heads bald and expressions impassive. Their military attire fitted them perfectly.
As their gazes locked onto the approaching Atticus and Aric, they exchanged a glance, and their auras exploded.
“Dibs on the god,” one of them said, smiling.
The other scowled. “Ah shit! You rotten twin. You always do this.”
“You snooze, you lose,” the first said with a smirk. Then the other’s face turned serious.
“Are you sure you’ll be okay though? He’s a god.”
“He’s a child. The only thing he has going for him is his world’s will. If I’m careful of that, then… it should be a piece of cake.”
“Hmm. Cake. I want some so bad,” the other muttered, touching his belly.
“Kill that old man in three seconds and I’ll get you all the cake you want.”
“Really!?” the other said. “Don’t go back on your word!”
They both turned toward the approaching duo, smirking. They mouthed.
“Warpath Surge.”
Their hands blurred in front of them, forming multiple hand signs. The mana in the air rushed towards them like a wave, flooding their bodies in a burst of power.
Their forms turned translucent, a pillar of blue erupting from their bodies and piercing the heavens.
Another hand sign, and a blade appeared in the first’s grasp, a massive hammer in the other’s.
The second twin blasted forward like a comet, screaming straight toward Aric.
“Berserk Form: Unbound.”
The words left Aric’s lips, and his form began to change. Hair elongated, his body growing a size larger.
He brandished his broadsword and shot forward, leaving a trail of crimson in his wake.
Hammer and broadsword collided in a detonation of force that blasted outwards, uprooting trees and leveling terrain for kilometers.
“Let’s make this quick, old man! I need that free cake!” the twin yelled as the haze began to clear, only to be met by the sound of air tearing from multiple directions.
His gaze narrowed. He moved, narrowly evading the swords that threatened to pierce him from all sides.
His eyes shot back to Aric, just in time to see a massive broadsword filling his vision.
He clenched his hammer and brought it up to meet the strike. Another explosion of force echoed out, the air trembling violently.
In the next moment, Aric and the twin vanished from their positions, turning into streaks of crimson and blue that collided across the forest.
The first twin scoffed. “Three seconds, my foot.”
He turned toward his opponent, the child god. Atticus had just burst from the forest and entered the clearing.
“I will give you a chance to bow and greet your elder!” he shouted, laughing boisterously. But before he could utter another word, the child god vanished from his vision.
His gaze constricted. He glanced down, Atticus was right in front of him.
’Such speed!’ It was beyond what he expected.
’But it won’t change anything. I’ll explode the mana and create distance,’ he planned, his hands already blurring in front of him, forming multiple signs. The mana around him started to grow unstable, about to explode.
The twin flashed Atticus a cold smile, a smile that froze as he met Atticus’ gaze. There was only calmness in them, one that unsettled him entirely.
Something was wrong.
Before the twin could do anything, a crimson wave spread out from Atticus, enveloping everything.
The twin’s eyes widened. He felt his control over the mana in the air vanish.
Before he could react, a hand filled his entire vision. “W-wha—?!”
It grabbed his face sharply, jerking his head backward in one clean motion.
He couldn’t comprehend what was happening before he was slammed into the ground with brutal force, the earth cratering beneath him as cracks spiderwebbed in every direction.
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