*Bing-Bong*
Wait, you’re seriously telling that we can’t just delete those hijacked chapters? Why?
|Short answer: can’t. Long answer: our overlords won’t let us delete chapters or redundant sections. We can technically modify them, but that plications.|
Complications?
|People get really annoyed if a retcon happens in a period more than twenty-four hours.|
Ah.
|So, we just adjust going forward.|
Sounds haphazardous.
|Welco to humanity, baby.|
You’re going to keep the possibly controversial na?
|One nation’s controversy, is another nation’s "funny words". Besides, if we ever get adapted into any other dium, we can edit it out then.|
*Bing-Bong*
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It’s often said that anger begets anger.
While this particular phrase is used to describe how the actions of one angry man can lead to multiple people getting angry, in an escalating cascade, it is rarely ever used to describe how multiple people getting angry can cause one person to get angry.
The SATAN Monkey’s attack didn’t just involve rather nasty burns being delivered via burning monkey skull-shaped fireballs, rather, every fireball was laced with little bits of the [Wrath] that was building up inside of it throughout this entire fight.
The SATAN Monkey wasn’t entirely sure why it had wanted to do this sort of attack, but it had the feeling that if his opponents were fighting with the sa level of rage that was inside of its heart, it could probably gain an advantage of so kind.
Probably.
Either way, the SATAN Monkey didn’t expect his action to have even more dire consequences than estimated.
After all, it’s hard to imagine what it must feel like, being able to feel the rage of five different individuals on top of their own.
’Godsdammit, not again! I thought I already got over this!,’ Zhen Liu began to ntally curse as he felt his mind and vision turning blood red. ’Wait...no...this is different?!’
Unlike when he fought Olstenna and when nuts when he attempted to absorb the [Purple Berserker Spring Fla], this feeling of rage building up inside him was... significantly worse.
Because for the first ti, in a long ti, Zhen Liu had to be reminded that being able to feel and understand everything that his kaijin was doing, wasn’t exactly a good thing.
Even though Frosttusk was the one to get his head smacked by the SATAN Monkey’s tail, Zhen Liu could feel the sting of a belt going across his face.
Even though Nepherage was the one to get a headbutt to the stomach, Zhen Liu felt as if he was the one going to throw up his lunch in that mont.
And when Hurricroak was getting her arms torn to shreds and ripped apart, again, Zhen Liu felt as if his arms were being shoved into a wood chipper set at max strength.
The only reason why he didn’t breakdown in screaming pain from all of this was due to his physique as an "Aether Lord", and the fact that he was technically feeling everything at a muted level due to feedback protections.
However, in situations involving area-of-effect attacks like this, this feedback protection amounted to jackshit.
Despite the kaijin being able to defend against the more physical aspects of the SATAN Monkey’s attack, they couldn’t do anything against the emotional influences.
Well, technically there was one among them who could, but they were busy being in soone else’s head right now.
As such, mont by mont, as the [Wrath] in the kaijin began to build, Zhen Liu’s vision was getting redder and redder to the point that he was starting to hear a ringing noise in his ears and started going a bit senseless.
However, despite his senses basically lting down into boiling blood red rage, he was still cognizant to the fact that he had a clear enemy in mind and that he should probably focus on...on...
...
FUCK IT, SLASH AND BURN BABY!
’KILL THIS MOTHERFUCKER!’
[RAAAAAAAAGHHH!]
...
"RUAHAHAHAH!"
Forcing his opponents to go on their back foot brought an imnse feeling of joy to the SATAN Monkey. After all, they had been the ones harassing and assaulting him, so why shouldn’t he return the favor and burn them into ashes and cinders?!
However, the good tis couldn’t last forever.
[PAAAAOOO!!!!]
Eventually, during this onslaught of attacks, Frosttusk had managed to build up enough heat and blasted a massive front of freezing energy directly at the SATAN Monkey. Perhaps influenced by the monkey skulls, Frosttusk’s attack took the form of a mammoth’s skull made of ice.
"Ookie!"
Not one to be challenged in such a blatant manner, the SATAN Monkey used one hand to keep the barrage going while using the other to channel even more of his wrathful flas into a beam of heat that impacted and lted the mammoth’s skull into a cloud of vapor.
Unfortunately, this has the unintended consequence of weakening his barrage against his other three opponents, giving them a chance to react.
[RAAARGGH!]
[GERA!]
Both Nepherage and Hurricroak had about the sa idea when the barrage finally eased up, naly to rush in like maniacs, punching and screaming the whole way there.
Nepherage simply relied on the fact that she was made of Aged Crimson Jade to simply punch and ignore the heat of the SATAN Monkey’s skulls, while Hurricroak combined her [Crab] and [Tiger] forms with one another in order to punch every single skull in her way safely.
Granted, "safely" was incredibly subjective in this mont due to all the explosions taking place per punch.
[RAAAAHHH!]*2
"OOKIE?!"
Eventually though, the two vicious kaijin warrior won managed to smash their way into being in punching distance of the SATAN Monkey, an opportunity that they took in strides.
Once they were both in range, Nepherage and Hurricroak began to channel aether and [Chaos] into their fists, causing vortexes of fire and lighting to form respectively around them, monts before impacting their fists into the SATAN Monkey’s head.
The beast couldn’t even react or let out a cry fast enough before being struck beneath the jaw and in the ear, two of the most vulnerable places on most given organisms.
But the beating wasn’t done there.
"Oooh..."
"MOVE!"
SWISH
"GAH!"
Still empowered by Razorstella, Zhen Liu proceeded to co flying from above in order to impale the SATAN Monkey with his sword-legs, right in the middle of his back where his spine and wings were attached.
Needless to say, the sudden stabbing of what was probably a very important nerve cluster was not a good thing. Especially when the sudden attack caused the SATAN Monkey’s wings to suddenly stiffen up with paralysis, sending the entangled duo into a free fall.
Granted, Zhen Liu wasn’t exactly in the right state of mind to question the brutality of actions, if anything, he was thinking it wasn’t brutal enough.
"DIE!"
SQUELCH
Howls of pain that can’t be properly transcribed in any language.
Zhen Liu proceeded to use a bit of aether to propel himself forward and jam his blade-like leg even deeper into the SATAN Monkey’s spinal area, unfortunately, missing the bone by a couple centiters and jamming it into its internal organs instead.
However, this also gave Zhen Liu an opportunity to reach the SATAN Monkey’s head with his weapons, the [Veteran’s Bone Club] and the [Hamr of the Dearly Departed].
Normally, these two weapons would have a somber, strangely heroic undead feel to the them, but as of this mont, the weapons were giving off a much more sinister vibe. It was if they were reflecting the inner boiling rage that was inside of Zhen Liu at this mont.
What followed after this mont taken to draw the weapons from their holster was...brutal, to say the least.
Zhen Liu proceeded to pound away at the SATAN Monkey’s skulls with such brutality, such viciousness and such vile rage, that even attempting to draw a comparison to it would be doing a disservice to idea of common human decency.
But if one has to describe how brutal this mont was...imagine soone decided to treat an overripe waterlon as a drum kit, but they swapped out their drumsticks for a pair of ball peen hamrs.
BOOM!
Once the entangled Zhen Liu and SATAN Monkey impacted the ground, it was a miracle that the latter still had sothing resembling a head at the end of it all.
"Haa...ha...ha..."
This mont should’ve been the end of the fight.
The SATAN Monkey was defeated, the only ones left standing were Zhen Liu, the kaijin and the forr’s father.
However, as the kaijin landed down to stand by their lord... sothing was off about them.
None of them had attempted to make any jokes, congratulate each other or even check on Zhen Liu.
If anything...they were sizing each other up.
Which made sense...after all...there could be only one victor in battle.
...
’Well, that doesn’t look good in the slightest.’
[It isn’t. We gotta move, now.]
’Right. Hang on, son! Don’t lose your shit just yet!’
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