章 463: DIE, INSECT!?

"DIE, INSECT! Dagon roars as he throws a giant fist toward where Michael was standing. It looked slow from an outsider's perspective, until you realise that it was going faster than the faster car ever invented... Dagon's sheer size simply made it seem slow...

Michael Blink far above his current position to barely avoid the attack then casts Blink Strike, despite being unsure of how it would function against the God. Thankfully, it works, positioning directly behind Dagon, just above his shoulder blades.

"Gotcha!" Michael grins as he stabs his ebony sword into the giant's back.

*CLack!*

*Shatter!*

The blade abruptly shutters as it makes contact with Dagon's skin, breaking into a million shards as if something had willed it to stop existing. Caught off guard by his weapon suddenly breaking, he's almost caught by Dagon's elbow as the giant tries to slam it into him.

He's only saved by Arctic Burn, his frozen wings sprouting from his back and allowing him to glide around Dagon as if he were a Scout in Attack on Titan.

As he glides, the air around him ripples and contacts, making Michael feel as if the space around him was shrinking. "Global Silence!" he exclaims, causing all the sound around him and the rest of the Deadlands to temporarily halt.

Volcanic activities, screeching of lesser Daedra, and indeed, Mehrunes Dagon all go quiet... Momentarily at least.

The stress pressing down on Michael vanishes, but it doesn't last long as Dagon angrily resists the spell.

"-OOLISH INSECT!" the god roars, throwing his arms outwards and causing a fiery shockwave to blast outwards from his body, striking Michael and launching him hundreds of meters away.

Michael hits the magma with serious force, his legs shattering upon impact as he uses his runes to try and walk upon it.

"Grrr-damn!" he growls as he uses Shadow Dance to quickly heal himself up. Dagon was already stomping towards him so he doubted he'd have enough time to use Restoration Magic, Cold Embrace, or any potions for that matter.

Clearly, his weapons wouldn't work against Dagon... He was tempted to try out the Staff of Magnus but the possibility of losing it was too much, even the chance of the god recognising it would be a worst-case scenario for him... An artifact of Magnus like the Staff falling into Dagon's hands? Yeah, that'd probably be worse than just opening a portal straight to Tamriel for him.

There were some weapons he could use, but he'd rather not use them, for fear of somehow making this situation even more fucked up...

Once his legs had healed, he stands and faces Dagon before beginning to unleash every spell in his arsenal, barring the flame-based ones for obvious reasons.

Unfortunately, these all prove completely ineffective, dissipating, deflecting, or simply bouncing off of the gods body as they hit him. Darth tries to give the god a kick to the shin, but gets stomped on in response, burying the shadow familiar hundreds of meters under the ocean of magma.

"COME ON! YOU WANTS SOM-!?" Michael starts but is cut off as Dagon's massive leg hits him, punting him as hard as the god could muster.

He isn't thrown anywhere, as they would require him to be 'intact', his body turned into a red mist as the limb passed his position, killing him instantly...

00:04...

00:03...

00:02...

00:01...

00:00

*Shiiin!*

"Ooooh, fuck that hurt..."

Michael respawns via the same ray of light as last time. He quickly gets to his feet but realises just how fucked he was when Dagon appears directly in front of him again...

He isn't even able to check the condition of his body when he's forced to Blink away from Dagon's fist, which completely annihilates the small scorched island he'd appeared on.

*CRACKOOOOOOOOOOM!*

He sprints along the magma as the island collapses in on itself and sinks, the few Daedra that were standing upon it, both lesser and sentient, all drown and burn while screaming, Dagon uncaring of their plight.

"I WILL BREAK YOU, UNTIL YOU SERVE ME!" he growls as he attacks again.

"Go fuck yourself!" Michael shouts in response, pointing a finger at the giant and casting "Spell Steal!" in an attempt to see if he could gain anything useful.

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Stolen spells 3/3 :

Dimension Gate(Origin : Tiffania), allows user to open gates to other locations, worlds, or universes. It takes thirty minutes of preparation to cast the spell, and if a previously known place isn't the destination, the user will be sent somewhere at random.

Erase(Origin : Tiffania), allows user to erase someone's memory with a single target spell. What is forgetten depends soley on the amount of magic used as well as the strength of the target.

DIE, INSECT!(Origin : Mehrunes Dagon), KILLS INSECTS!

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Michael shakes his head at the baffling spell name and description in favour of simply casting it. "Die, insect!" he shouts while pointing at Dagon, causing the god to pause as he waits for whatever Michael had done to hit him.

...

Only for nothing to happen.

"PATHETIC!"

"Oh, for fuck sa-"

*BOOOM!*

00:01...

00:00

*Shiiiing!*

Michael respawns and instantly prepares for combat, having gotten somewhat used to the disconcerting feeling of being dead and suddenly regaining your body.

"INSECT!" a voice calls out from directly above him, to which Michael doesn't even bother to turn and look at.

...

He lets out a sigh, "Yes, honey?-Bluaaghk!"

*THUD!*

With Mehrunes Dagon finally losing his temper and deciding to ruin Michael's fun, every time he resurrects he dies almost instantly. The god was becoming increasingly aware of the circumstances that determined where Michael would respawn to, along with the many more interesting ways to kill him in order to prolong his suffering...

Needless to say, he'd rather be committing genocide against the Daedra in the Deadlands instead of this...