Bab 23: Origin of wind

A serene air of unnerved envy and bloodlust was all there was within the vast land on the outskirts of a European city.

Loki sat on a rock with his fingers locked in and his head bent. He wore a white T-shirt with black cargo pants and a sneaker, with a lifeless look on his face.

A ton of military vehicles drove wildly toward him and parked a few meters away. The force of NATO was immense, with fighter jets stationed in the air to strike.

Captain Carter dropped out of the armored vehicle and took a few steps before the amassing destruction. His resolve was firm, and bravery unmatched as he stood against Loki.

" I must commend you. All of you in fact, for dropping yourselves I am here to serve as a sacrifice for your selfish predecessors. "

" I have only one desire that you would be a part of the future I'm willingly building for all humans. Preservation is all I want, yet your selfish egos constantly fear uproar "

" There is no need for senseless talk subject 2914", Captain Carter responded.

" Subject?? You call a god, subject?? I could destroy every one of you with a wave of my hand, yet I stand as an equal. ", Loki screamed in pride.

" We were given orders to take you down. There is no place for you in the bars of prison. Termination is all there is for a man of your stature. Prepare to fire", Captain Carter commanded.

" As stubborn as you are, I still try to convince each of you. However, it seems disrespect is all I have. You will thank me, all of you. If not you, then your generations will", Loki asserted.

He rose from the rock which lay beneath him and walked towards the massive army. A sense of pressure was ingrained into the souls of each soldier, as nervousness creeper within.

" Fire!!!"

Boom!!!!

An armored tank shot a bomb at Loki, causing a large explosion. The other soldiers took their formations and shot endlessly at the position of Loki.

The landscape of his stead was left devastated, and smoke rose from the erupting fire. Loki walked calmly out of the dark smoke with a disgusted face and sprinted towards them.

"Cover up!!! Drop every, bullet, every armory you have in the storage upon that beast!!! ", Captain Carter commanded.

A nearby armored tank exploded from the Impact of Loki's superhuman punch. It was as if the wind listened to him, as each bullet shot deviated entirely from the planned target.

The wind looked like ropes and grasped surrounding vehicles, smashing them throughout. The dark mist from the combustion of vehicles filled the battleground and blurred the sights of the soldiers.

A tornado also started, pulling in the soldiers at one side and some airships that kept firing at the swift image of Loki. The soldiers were left baffled at his superhuman speed, and his control of the wind was inhuman.

Captain Carter ran towards a nearby vehicle and hid beneath it. He continued shooting at the blurry image of Loki, as it was neat impossible to keep focus on the monster.

A couple of soldiers were still stationed around Captain Carter and kept firing at the unseen image of Loki. It was impossible to keep an eye on the enemy, so they just shot at wherever chaos was.

The tornado had grown immense, as it drew in loads of armory and soldiers into complete annihilation. It looked like they battled against the forces of nature, rather than a superhuman.

"The enemy is diminishing our forces, sir!!! At this rate, we will completely be annihilated.", A soldier shouted.

" He's a complete monster", another soldier responded.

"Stand firm men, do not waver. He's just an individual against an army of 800,000. There is no way he will survive!!", Captain Carted screamed into the comm device.

The pilots in the airship nodded in agreement as they rained down bombs at Loki's location. The 20 tanks at the farthest parts of the base shot at the position of Loki, sending eruptions of fire all around.

The destruction had stopped for a moment, and the soldiers jubilated. They thought he had been defeated, and shook with excitement.

The most recent pilot who shot at Loki's position lifted the airship in joy. Nevertheless, that joy lasted for a second, as he saw Loki on the tip of the airship.

" Send air support now!!! He's alive, he's on my airship!!! ", the pilot screamed.

Loki wrapped the loins of the wind around his fists and smashed through the windshield. He grasped the head of the pilot and ripped it out of his body, descending the airship down unto the war front.

The impact of the airship descending caused a huge explosion, and it revealed Loki walking out of it with tattered clothes. Loki threw the head of the pilot away and shot himself up into the air.

The winds began spiraling crazily, and the rocks below rose into the air. The pressure from the current tornado grew exponentially, and weather forecasters recorded it as the greatest aptitude.

It dragged the various soldiers and vehicles as well as tanks into the air, and they were thrown crashing onto the ground. The remaining forces from afar watched the scene in misery and prayed.

"He's a god. We cannot fight against a god!!!", a soldier shouted as he fell on the ground.

For each soldier and human who watched the great feat, it had seemed like the descent of a god into the land of humans.

Completely unavoidable, crazily powerful, and externally suppressing. These were just mere words used to describe the sight before them.

However, the best term that was used for it, was an apocalypse. He had become the devil of the world, and the destroyer of life. The wind they once cared for had raged against them, and nothing could be done about it.

Even nukes couldn't help them, and they knew it was true. For he could just turn the nukes back with the momentum of the wind, and all would be destroyed.

All they prayed for was survival, they cursed at the superiors who sent them to their deaths, against a god nonetheless.

Loki looked at the dead bodies below him, and the shaken faces of the forces which laid at bay. He smirked at the sight before him and lay his palm upon the view.

" Since you rejected my heaven, why don't I escort you all, to hell!!!!"

The clouds grew darker as the wind pressure heightened even more. Its pressure could be felt in surrounding towns, and every country prayed to survive it.

Loki clenched his fists, as he descended apocalypse into the world. The world knew him as a god on that day, and it cried from the mere thought of him.

" Winds of Chaos"

Boom!!!!!