章 183: Fate is not real
Meanwhile with Mash, as she was fighting a few shoulders, as she did she saw someone with yellow hair, Blue eyes, weairng royal like armour, he was holding a sword and a spear, Mash seeing this Activated Mode shift as her armour turned white, red mark came on her body, her eyes turned golden yellow her shield broke and was made into a red spear
Mash just looked at the man. "I am going to gess you as Shakuni, where is your army, are is the people I defeated".
Shakuni just looked at her. "I am suppirese you didn't kill them".
Mash narrowed her eyes, her grip tightening around her newly formed red spear. "You shouldn't underestimate me, Shakuni. I've taken down your soldiers before, and I can do it again."
Shakuni smirked, his confidence unshaken. "It's not about underestimating you, Mash. It's about the inevitability of fate. Even if you defeat me, the Kuravas will rise again, stronger than before."
"Not if I have anything to say about it!" Mash retorted, lunging forward with a fierce thrust of her spear. The air hummed as the spear sliced through it, aimed directly at Shakuni's heart.
Shakuni sidestepped, narrowly avoiding the blow, and countered with a swift strike of his sword. Mash deflected it with her spear, the impact sending shockwaves through her body.
"You may have strength," Shakuni taunted, "but do you have the cunning to match me?"
With a fierce determination, Mash activated her skills, channeling her energy into a rapid series of thrusts and slashes. "I'll show you what I'm capable of!"
As their battle intensified, the sounds of the ongoing war echoed around them, but Mash kept her focus on Shakuni, unwilling to let his taunts distract her.
"Let's end this!" she declared, summoning all her power as she charged at him again, the red spear blazing with energy.
Shakuni's expression shifted as he prepared to counter her next move. "You're brave, Mash, but bravery alone won't win this battle!"
Mash then looked at Shakuni. "Fate is bullshit, I don't believe in because of someone, he has broken fate multiple times"
Shakuni looked at her as pulled out his spear. "Is he Ritsuka Fujimaru, what makes him so special".
Mash glared at Shakuni, her voice firm. "Ritsuka isn't just some pawn in a game of fate. He's the one who challenges the very fabric of it! He defies the odds and inspires us all to do the same."
Shakuni raised an eyebrow, intrigued but skeptical. "So, you think one man can alter the course of destiny? That's quite the belief. What makes him different from the rest?"
Mash took a step forward, her grip on the spear steady. "It's not just about him. It's about what he stands for. He brings people together, gives us hope, and shows that we can fight back against the inevitable. Together, we can change our fate!"
Shakuni chuckled darkly, twirling his spear. "Hope is a fleeting thing, Mash. In the end, it's power that matters. And you, standing here alone against me, are merely a whisper in the storm."
Mash felt a surge of determination, fueled by Ritsuka's unwavering spirit. "I may be just one person, but I won't back down. I'll fight for my friends, for the future we want to create!"
With renewed vigor, she lunged at Shakuni, her spear aimed straight at him, ready to prove that she was more than just a whisper—she was a force to be reckoned with.
As Mash lunged at Shakuni, her spear gleamed with a fierce light. She aimed for his chest, determined to break through his defenses. But Shakuni, with a swift movement, sidestepped and parried her attack, his spear clashing against hers with a resonating thud.
"Impressive speed!" Shakuni said, a smirk on his face. "But you'll need more than that to take me down."
Mash adjusted her stance, eyes narrowing. "I won't hold back, then!" She activated her skills, channeling her energy into her spear. The red markings on her body glowed brighter, and she focused on the power within her.
With a swift spin, she unleashed a series of rapid strikes, each infused with a burst of energy. "Spear of Light!" she shouted, as a radiant projectile shot toward Shakuni.
Shakuni merely chuckled and raised his hand. "Healing is not my only skill; I can manipulate the battlefield as well." As the projectile neared him, he conjured a barrier that absorbed the energy, the light dissipating harmlessly against his shield.
"Now it's my turn!" he declared, thrusting his spear forward. Dark energy crackled around him as he sent a wave of shadowy spears hurtling towards Mash.
She quickly raised her own spear to defend, activating her shield mode, but the impact sent her skidding back. "Not bad, but I can do this all day!" she exclaimed, determined to fight through the pain.
Recovering her footing, Mash focused on her abilities, channeling her energy for a counterattack. "I'll show you the strength of my resolve!" she shouted, and with a fierce cry, she launched herself into the air, flipping above the incoming attacks.
As she descended, she transformed her spear into a massive lance of light, aimed directly at Shakuni. "Divine Lance of Courage!" The attack glowed with immense power, ready to pierce through anything in its path.
"Impressive, but futile!" Shakuni responded, summoning his own healing magic, casting a barrier of healing light around himself. "You see, while you attack, I can mend my wounds even before they happen!"
The two forces collided in a blinding flash, sending shockwaves through the battlefield. The energy rippled outward, causing the ground to tremble beneath them.
Undeterred, Mash focused on the moment, feeling the adrenaline surge through her veins. "I won't let you heal! I'll break through your defenses!"
She unleashed a flurry of rapid strikes, each infused with her power, aiming to overwhelm Shakuni's healing magic. "Spear of Destiny!" she cried, launching another projectile that swirled with light and energy.
Shakuni grinned, dodging the first few strikes, but the last shot grazed his arm, causing a flicker of surprise on his face. "You've got some fight in you, Mash. But remember, pain is merely temporary!"
He channeled his healing magic, causing his wounds to seal instantly, but the distraction allowed Mash to close the distance. With a fierce yell, she swung her spear in an arc, aiming for his legs to take him down.
Shakuni reacted quickly, flipping backward and using his spear to strike at Mash's weapon, attempting to disarm her. "You're persistent, I'll give you that! But in the end, you're still just a mortal fighting against a god!"
"I won't let that stop me!" Mash shouted, drawing on the energy around her. She felt Ritsuka's presence in her heart, the determination to protect everyone fueling her next move. "For my friends, I'll never give up!"
With a newfound surge of strength, she unleashed a powerful thrust, creating a shockwave that pushed Shakuni back. "This is for everyone you've hurt!"
Shakuni stumbled but quickly regained his balance, his expression turning serious. "You think you can fight a god? Very well, let's see how long you can withstand this!"
He raised his spear high, channeling energy into the air. "Divine Rebirth!" He summoned swirling orbs of healing light that began to circle him, mending any damage he had sustained and increasing his power.
Mash could feel the pressure intensifying as Shakuni's aura expanded, dark and foreboding. "I have to end this now!" she thought, summoning all her strength.
"Let's go, Mash!" she heard Ritsuka's voice echo in her mind, encouraging her. "Believe in yourself!"
With that, she concentrated all her energy into one final strike, the spear transforming into a colossal beam of light. "This is for my friends, for our future!"
As the light surged forward, Shakuni's eyes widened in realization. "No! You can't—!" But it was too late. The beam collided with him, and the ensuing explosion shook the very foundations of the battlefield, illuminating the dark sky above.
The battle raged on, neither side willing to back down, the fate of their world hanging in the balance. The struggle between Mash and Shakuni was just a small part of a much larger conflict, and as the dust settled, both combatants prepared for what was to come next.
As Bhima and Duryodhana faced off, the tension in the air crackled with raw energy. Bhima's muscles tensed, his weapon glowing with a fierce wind as he prepared for his next strike. With a powerful roar, he charged at Duryodhana, unleashing a flurry of attacks.
"I'll show you the strength of a son of Vayu!" Bhima declared, slamming his mace into the ground, sending shockwaves rippling through the air. A massive wave of wind surged toward Duryodhana, a force powerful enough to knock anyone off their feet.
But Duryodhana, the master of wind, smirked confidently. With a flick of his wrist, he redirected the oncoming gale, sending it swirling harmlessly away. "You think you can challenge me with mere wind? I am the god of wind, and your strength is meaningless here!"
With that, Duryodhana conjured a powerful gust, slamming it down toward Bhima with devastating force. Bhima braced himself, his own mastery over the winds coming into play. He raised his arms and summoned his own winds to counter the attack, the collision of forces creating a thunderous roar that echoed across the battlefield.
"Your tricks won't work on me this time!" Bhima shouted, leaping upward to evade the wind pressure. He spun in mid-air and landed a solid punch to Duryodhana's face, the impact reverberating through the arena. However, instead of the satisfying sound of flesh giving way, the noise was akin to a thunderclap, revealing the truth of Duryodhana's diamond skin.
Duryodhana staggered back, surprised by Bhima's unexpected strength, but quickly regained his composure. "You think you can break through my defenses? I defeated you once and will do so again. This time, I am untouchable!" His eyes glinted with determination, and the winds around him began to swirl violently, amplifying his power.
Bhima grinned, his own resolve hardening. "In proper human history, I won, and you will lose this battle!" He grounded himself, summoning the power of his heritage. Vayu's essence flowed through him, enhancing his strength and speed.
With a fierce battle cry, Bhima charged forward again, this time launching a series of rapid punches, each infused with wind energy. "You can't dodge forever, Duryodhana!" he bellowed, determination shining in his eyes.
Duryodhana expertly parried and dodged, using the winds to enhance his agility. "You're strong, Bhima, but strength alone won't save you!" He counterattacked with razor-sharp blades of wind, slicing through the air towards Bhima.
Bhima deftly dodged the attacks, using his own wind manipulation to create a barrier. "I've learned from our past battles, Duryodhana! You may have power, but I have experience and the will to protect my loved ones!"
As the two warriors clashed, their powers seemed to create a storm of their own, wind and energy swirling violently around them. Duryodhana summoned a massive whirlwind, aiming to engulf Bhima. "Feel the wrath of the god of wind!" he yelled, the tempest growing larger and more ferocious.
Bhima, undeterred, gathered his strength. "You underestimate the strength of a warrior fighting for his family!" He summoned a tornado of his own, launching it directly at Duryodhana's attack. The two forces collided in an explosion of energy, lighting up the battlefield.
"Your wind may be strong, but mine is fiercer!" Bhima roared, pushing forward with relentless determination. As the dust and debris settled, he emerged, fists glowing with wind energy. "I will not be stopped!"
The two titans continued their battle, each determined to claim victory, as the echoes of their struggle resonated throughout the land, the fate of their world hanging in the balance. The clash of Bhima and Duryodhana would be remembered for ages, a testament to their undying wills and unyielding strength..
As Bhima's hands gripped Duryodhana tightly, a primal scream tore from his throat, echoing across the battlefield with such intensity that even the ground beneath them trembled. The ear-piercing scream rattled through Duryodhana's very bones, causing him to clutch his ears in pain. In that moment of distraction, Bhima's fist drove into Duryodhana's gut with crushing force, the impact reverberating through his diamond-like skin.
The winds around them surged violently as Bhima channeled his inner power. What had been invisible gusts of air now morphed into a visible, green energy that shimmered and crackled with raw elemental force. The wind intensified, swirling rapidly around the two combatants, its power growing exponentially.
Duryodhana, caught off guard, struggled against Bhima's grasp. "What is this?" he gasped, feeling the strength of the winds pulling at him. His control over the wind seemed to falter in the face of Bhima's raw, elemental fury.
Bhima's eyes burned with determination as the green energy continued to grow. "You think you can command the wind better than me, Duryodhana? I am the son of Vayu, and this is the power of the wind unleashed!" His voice boomed as the wind transformed into a full-blown tornado, its violent force sweeping up everything in its path.
The whirlwind engulfed them both, spinning faster and faster until it became a towering column of green energy that stretched into the sky. The force of the tornado was so powerful that the very air seemed to vibrate with its intensity, and the ground beneath them began to crack and crumble.
Duryodhana struggled within the vortex, his diamond-hard skin cracking under the immense pressure. "Impossible!" he shouted, trying to summon his own winds to counter the storm, but Bhima's power was overwhelming. The tornado ripped through his defenses, the sheer force of the wind battering him from every angle.
Bhima's grip tightened as he pulled Duryodhana closer, his eyes glowing with an unrelenting fury. "This is for every wrong you've done, for every life you've taken! I will not let you win again!"
With one final surge of energy, Bhima pushed the tornado to its limit. The winds roared with deafening power, the green energy swirling faster and faster until the entire battlefield was caught in the storm. Duryodhana's body was battered and torn by the relentless force, his diamond skin shattering under the pressure.
Finally, with a thunderous roar, the tornado exploded outward, sending shockwaves across the land. Bhima stood tall amidst the chaos, his body crackling with residual energy, as Duryodhana collapsed to the ground, beaten and broken.
The winds died down, the battlefield eerily silent in the aftermath of the storm. Bhima took a deep breath, his eyes never leaving Duryodhana's fallen form. "Your reign of terror ends here," he muttered, his voice filled with the weight of victory.
But even in defeat, Duryodhana stirred, his eyes burning with defiance. "This isn't over, Bhima... not yet," he growled, struggling to rise despite his broken body, his determination as strong as ever.
The battle between these two titans was far from over.
To be continued
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