Chapter 123 : Creation vs Death
Death was standing in front of them.
Silent and still.
With Unmoving determination.
Creation glared at her with fury.
Pure fury.
"So you have come."
Her voice was cold and sharp.
"I knew you would come for him."
She took a step forward.
"But this quickly…"
"I did not expect it."
Her eyes narrowed.
"Now that you are here…"
She raised her hand.
"Face my anger."
The space around her trembled.
Slowly…
Creation began to change.
Her body was covered in white light.
Brilliant and blinding.
Her hair started floating in space.
Her eyes glowed bright and filled with anger.
This time…
She did not increase her size.
She remembered her fight with Fate.
Her mistake.
She would not repeat it.
Not again.
Not this time,this fight was important.
This time her son's life depends.
Behind her Protection and Destruction also moved.
Both of them changed into their divine forms.
Protection Covered in golden light.
His eyes were shining white with Calm and Balanced.
His aura spread across space.
Stabilizing everything.
Destruction Covered in pure darkness.
Black energy flowed around her body.
Her eyes were completely black Like an endless void.
Her presence alone made space distort.
Her energy was destruction itself.
Pure,Uncontrolled and Violent.
Universe most powerful beings that manage universe.
Creation.
Protection.
Destruction.
And in front of them.
Death.
She did not react.
Not even a little.
Her expression did not change.
Her grip tightened slightly.
On her scythe.
Then she moved.
Without warning and without sound.
In the next moment she appeared in front of Creation.
The scythe swung.
Creation raised her sword.
Clang!
The sound echoed.
A massive shockwave exploded.
Space cracked.
Many Stars and planets were destroyed.
From behind Destruction attacked.
He formed a spear.
Covered in destructive energy.
He threw it.
The spear pierced Death's body.
Clean and direct.
But nothing happened.
The wound closed instantly.
As if nothing had occurred.
"Shit."
Destruction cursed.
Protection stepped forward.
He raised his hand.
Energy gathered.
And then he released it.
Multiple energy blasts shot toward Death.
But before they could reach.
A shadow rose from nowhere.
A monster dark and shapeless.
It blocked every attack.
The blasts disappeared.
As if swallowed.
Destruction's expression darkened.
"Look at this."
He spoke with irritation.
"Look what Death has done…"
"Just to kill Ank."
Her voice was filled with anger.
"He is not even listening to me."
He clenched her fist.
"I know this."
"Someone manipulated her."
His eyes narrowed.
"She would never fight me like this."
"She never had the courage."
"But now…"
She looked at Death.
"She is fighting all three of us."
Protection remained calm.
But his eyes shifted.
He looked behind Death.
And then he froze.
A massive army stood there.
Endless.
Undead.
Shadows.
Dead beings.
Monsters.
All of them are moving.
All of them staring.
All of them are ready to attack.
The army stretched endlessly.
As far as the eye could see.
Creation noticed it.
Her expression hardened.
"So this is your plan."
Death did not reply.
She simply stood there.
Silent and waiting.
"Fine."
Protection spoke calmly.
"We have no choice."
He looked at Destruction.
"We will handle the army."
"You focus on the battlefield."
Then he looked at Creation.
"You deal with Death."
Destruction smiled.
A dangerous smile.
"This…"
"This is what I was waiting for."
Her aura exploded.
Darkness spread.
He raised his hand.
Energy gathered.
Then he released it.
The entire army was covered.
A massacre began.
Instantly.
Undead bodies shattered.
Monsters exploded.
Shadows were torn apart.
Destruction laughed.
His voice echoed across the galaxies.
Filled with madness.
He moved through the army.
Destroying everything in her path.
Protection followed.
His energy spread.
Balancing and stabilizing.
But also destroying.
Precise and controlled.
Every attack was perfect.
Every move is calculated.
The battlefield turned into chaos.
Meanwhile,
Creation faced Death alone.
Their eyes met.
No words.
Only one intent to kill each other.
They both knew if they had to achieve what they wanted.
They had to kill her opponent.
Creation moved first.
Her sword cut through space.
Death blocked it.
Clang!
Again.
Clang!
Again.
Clang!
Their battle shook reality.
Every clash.
Created shockwaves that destroyed space.
Time itself began to distort.
But Death remained calm.
Unshaken and Unstoppable.
While Creation, destruction, protection and death were fighting.
Far far away .
Two figures watching them.
They were Fate and Destiny.
They stood silently.
Observing everything.
"So…"
Destiny spoke.
"How long do you think they will take to stop death?"
Fate smiled.
A mysterious smile.
"I will not spoil it."
She looked at the fight.
"But I will give you a hint."
"They will take a long time."
Destiny raised an eyebrow.
"Why?"
Fate's smile again.
"They do not know."
"That Death is continuously reviving her army."
Her eyes gleamed.
"She is not trying to win."
"She is buying time."
"To fight Creation."
Destiny's expression changed.
"So that is why."
She murmured.
"That feeling…"
Fate did not reply.
Instead she shifted her gaze toward Duskwild.
Toward Ank.
"Wait for me, Ank."
She whispered.
"I am coming."
Destiny also looked at him.
And smiled.
A faint smile.
"So you have not changed."
Her eyes narrowed slightly.
"I still remember."
"How you humiliated me."
She paused.
"But I forgave you."
Her smile remained.
"This is the first time…"
"I am curious about something…"
"Whose answer I do not know."
Back on the battlefield.
Time passed.
One month.
A full month of battle.
Continuous and endless.
Creation.
Destruction.
Protection.
Against Death.
And her army.
Yet there was no victory.
No end.
Both sides continued.
Unstoppable and relentless.
The universe itself trembled from their fight.
Meanwhile,
In Duskwild.
Something else was happening.
Something unnoticed.
Something hidden.
Something that would change everything.
Ank was standing in front of a massive army.
The army came from the Central continent.
To kill the unknown prince
ss.
But they made a mistake injuring Maya and Seraphina.
Ank had killed half of their army .
But now they had someone that forced Ank to stop.
They take a hostage .
That stops Ank.
He was covered in blood.
Celestia and Freya were standing with Ank.
With a sad face.
Maya and Seraphina were unconscious laying on the ground.
But they did not know.
Ank was waiting for the person to reply.
He asked a question.
That would decide that person's fate .
And also the army fate.