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Capítulo 706: God's Wrath

"DIR!"

Surtr brings his front claw down on Saeko, but her form blurs as she leaps upwards and lands on the surprisingly solid ephemeral wing. She slices down at it but finds the substance almost too difficult to cut, for Kusunagi at least.

"SHEHAI!" she shouts, summoning her soul-blade and running across the dragon's limb, stopping when she reaches the back of its neck and stabbing downwards towards the actual immobile body of Surtr within it.

*CRAACKKKKKKKKK!*

It pierces, but just as she starts to penetrate, the world around her slows... Three Psijic Monks appear and surround her.

"We can not allow you to kill-" one starts but is interrupted as Saeko's form bursts into smoke, Tsunade appearing in her place and immediately planting a punch in a monk's nose, literally causing his head to explode into a cloud of red mist.

"Keep talking you damn fools! It makes you easier targets!" Tsunade exclaims, trying to keep herself from grimacing at the blood she'd just shed.

Before the monks are able to trap her in a time bubble however, she swaps out once more... This time with Mikasa, who bites down onto her hand...

*CRACCCKOOWWW!!!*

A crack of lightning announces the arrival of her titan, the humongous giant planting both feet on Surtr's Dragon Aspect, causing it to strain under its sheer weight. The explosion of its appearance had also instantly killed the monks, sending their mauled bodies skipping across the burnt ground and losing body parts as they spun.

"AAAAAAARRRRRRGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Mikasa's titan roars as it thrusts a giant claw down at the Dragon Aspect's head.

It shifts its weight to avoid the attack, causing Mikasa to stumble, but Eren runs into the battle in his own titan, soccer kicking the dragon in the face and causing its head to burst into a cloud of energy.

Eren then falls over, of course, the sudden disappearance of his target causing his momentum to pull off in one direction.

From an outsider's perspective this would look like a complete and utter beatdown. Like a punch of roided-out adults all kicking the shit out of a toddler.

Surtr wasn't quite ready to give up however.

"I AM THE FUCKING DRAGONBORN! KNEEEL BEFORE ME!" he screams as his Dragon Aspect bubbles and grows, standing on its hind legs and roaring to the sky as its size rapidly approaches Mikasa's titan.

Once it reaches almost seventy meters tall, it's now glowing red eyes glare down at its opponents before letting out a roar, "YOOOLLLL AAAGGGGG AALLLLL!!!!!"

A wave of fire matching the size of Winterhold's new walls bursts from its maw, but before it can do any real damage Rubick interjects. "Don't mind if I do-oo! SPELL STEAL! YOL AG AL!"

An identical wall of fire clashes with Surtr's, the amount and intensity even despite the clear disparity of power between Surtr and Rubick.

Mikasa and Eren interrupt this by both grabbing the giant dragon's neck and pulling it to the ground with a huge crash.

Saeko then leaps over, casting Amaterasu on her soul-blade before plunging it into the Dragon Aspect's chest, towards where Surtr's true body lay. "TSUNADE!" she shouts when she realises it wouldn't pierce deep enough.

The Sannin responds, jumping from up high and slamming a Chakra-empowered heel into the pommel of the katana-shaped soul-blade.

*CRASH!*

The sword shoots down through the energy like a bullet through ballistic gel. Its trajectory was true, but by the time it reached Surtr it only penetrated a couple inches into his skin... Fortunately, the black fire remained.

"AARRRRGGGHKKKKKAHHHHHHHRRRGHHHHHHHHGAAAARRRGGGGHHHHHH!!!" The last Dragonborn suddenly starts screaming as black fire spreads across his body, his Dragon Aspect fades away into nothing, leaving him screaming and rolling around on the ground as his flesh burns and blisters.

The onslaught had paused, almost everyone looking over at the pitiful sight of the 'proud' Emperor.

Mikasa and Eren exit the napes of their titans and join the others to watch the scene, Eren visibly grimacing at the sight.

"S-shouldn't we finish him off?" he questions.

"We should..." Tsunade agrees, not one for extending torment.

Saeko folds her arms and shakes her head however, "Let him burn, he deserves it for all he's done."

*Shiiing!*

A Dimension Gate opens up beside the group, allowing Michael to step through, his body visibly thrumming with power. "Man! I'd forgotten how much of a buzz this is!" he excitedly remarks. Unbeknownst to him, the death of Azura meant the acquisition of her Concepts... Meaning... Dusk... and Beauty...

"Take me, right here and now." Saeko huskily demands as she marches over to him. Her bloodlust had been stated, but her other needs had not yet been met.

"Chill out... Later." he pushes her face away with his palm, wanting Tiffania to be involved with their first sexual escapade.

He spots Surtr rolling on the floor screaming not far away, "Heh, not so hot now are you!?"

"That doesn't work here..." Eren retorts.

...

"Fine... Er, Dragon!? More like draggin my nu-"

"Are you kid!?" Eren exclaims before looking to Mikasa, "Can you believe that this is-, oi! Mikasa!" he cries out, realising that she'd been charmed like Saeko had.

"Can you just put him out of his misery already?" Tsunade pleads.

Michael walks and stands over Surtr, "You're looking like grilled meat with a fresh side of Anakin... Was it worth it, Surtr?" he asks, jabbing the still somehow burning with his foot.

"I'LL KILLL YOU ALLLLL!!!"

"No, no, say 'I HATTEE YOUUUU'..."

"AAARRRGGHHHHH!!!!"

"Eh, whatever, boring guy... 'Least I can try out my new spell... THUNDERGOD'S WRATH!" he suddenly shouts and thrusts his hand up at the sky.

*CCCRRRAAAAACCCCKKKKOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!*

A blast of godly lightning fires upwards and immediately into millions, maybe even billions of individual lightning bolts. They spread through the air, some landing directly onto of the few troops of Surtr's army that'd somehow survived til now, while most others headed off to god-knows-where to smite his unseen enemies.

Michael checks his book and his brows shoot to his hairline at the EXP counter rapidly rising before his eyes... Huh, he didn't actually think he had THIS many enemies...


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Capítulo 707: God-World Troubles

The battle was over as soon as Michael cast [Thundergod's Wrath], not just the battle occurring at Winterhold's walls, but almost every battle everywhere. Thundergod's Wrath struck ever single person Michael mentally classified as an enemy, and since that included a huge variety of groups and people, Tamriel's population had almost instantly dropped by a quarter.

Every Thalmor who was outside when the spell was cast had been obliterated, including every Psijic Monk, every bandit, and even every creature Michael regarded as 'monsters' who provided no real substance to the foodchains.

Despite the huge amount of death, the destruction caused was relatively little, the lightning bolts, while extremely dangerous to their targets, did almost nothing to their surroundings. This event mere days after became known as the 'Reckoning'.

Winterhold had barely any casualties, indeed, the only people who were actually injured were those who'd had an accident... Rolling their ankles while walking down the stairs, scraping their wrist after accidentally loosing the bowstring, or one unlucky fellow who'd drunk an expired health potion and had the shits ever since...

The subsequent celebration in Winterhold was a sight to be seen, so massive, with so many riches and luxuries used that one would assume that everyone there was a noble of the highest degree. The reason for this was simple... Everyone was trying to get on the good side of Tamriel's new God.

Michael, unlike the Divines was actually there, actually present, and terribly powerful. He was undeniably the owner of Nirn, and no one could rightfully dispute it without trying to challenge him, something even a child knew was folly.

This was the god who'd punched Azura back into her own realm before annihilating it completely, all within a matter of minutes. Winterhold's army, as powerful as it was, wasn't actually necessary considering the power Michael possessed. To most, it was just Michael attempting to include his 'servants' in his victory.

---------------------------

Michael had his feet kicked up on a table beside Tiffania and Saeko, Ymir had sat on the latter's lap after failing to find a place on Michael's... They were in the inn, listening to some bard sing a song of Michael's sole victory over the Evil Dragonborn who'd been charmed by the tyrannical god of beauty, Azura.

"Uuughhh..."

Tiffania looks over at the groan, resting her goblet of wine on the table, "Something wrong? I thought you liked hearing songs about yourself...?"

He sighs and squeezes his temples, "Only to laugh at everything they get wrong. Besides, that's not it." he points an accusatory finger at the crowds around them. "It's those bastards!" he exclaims, causing them to fearfully lower their heads.

"What did 'they' do?" she questions, concerned since they'd literally been doing nothing so far.

"I can hear them praying to me! I mean, I'm right here! They don't need to invade my mind to ask for shit! And no! I'm not resurrecting your cat you stupid cunt!" he shouts, causing a young boy to tear up and run away. "Ah, I thought it was the woman..."

"Hehe, enough to drive you mad, isn't it!" a voice draws the attention of not only the trio, but everyone else nearby... Sheogorath, lying across the table like a reclining Venus.

"What do you want...?" Michael questioned with his guard instantly up. This was a god they were dealing with after all, not to mention the most powerful Daedric Prince.

Sheo prods at his own temple, "The voices, can't you hear them!? All of us do! Bal hears the cries of women along with their rapist, Peryite hears the sick, Vaermina hears their dreams.... And me..." his grin spreads maniacally across his face.

"You hear the voices of the insane... Huh..." Michael drawls, "No wonder you're such a basketcase."

"Haha! Basketcase! Never heard that one before! I might use it too! Oh! How about 'Basketcase of Cheese'!?"

"Again, what do you want?"

Sheogorath vanishes from the table and appears next to Michael, resting an elbow on the back of his chair, "I came because I could hear your voice too... That's not good! Not good at all!" he grabs Michael's shoulders and leans in, "That means you're going MAD!"

Michael just shakes his head and brushes the madman away, "No, you're mistaken."

"Nu-uh! I've seen this before! Regular mortals aren't meant to be Gods! Not because of some silly rule, but because you're simply not designed for it! That squishy brain of yours is gonna melt sooner or later! Melt into a gooey mess! Like melted cheese!"

Michael shrugs, "And? Not like I can die anyway, madness isn't really something that can affect me either." he states, knowing that he could dull his emotions any time he wished.

"Don't you know, lad? Even death can't escape madness! You ever wonder why undead as such drab folks!? Can't hold a conversation at all, trust me! I've tried!"

...

"Why do you care anyway? Wouldn't it be better for you if I went mad?"

"Who wants their new Nephew to go mad!? Or was it brother? I can't rightly tell anymore!" Sheogorath shakes his head, "But don't worry, Uncle Sheo'll help!" he swipes his hand at the air and a portal opens up in the middle of the room, one that cuts the unfortunate bard in half... Butterflies flutter out of it and land on some of the horrified watchers, only to regret staying still when they get bitten and turn to dust...

Screams ensue and the whole place is vacated, leaving Michael, Tiffania, Saeko, and Ymir as the only ones left.

"Come on! I need to teach you the ways of madness!... Or was it sanity? Eh, it's a fine line, and a circle, and a triangle! My mind's doing flips just thinking about it!"

...

Michael lets out a sigh and stands, glancing over his shoulder at the others, "You guys enjoy the rest of the celebration... I've got some things to discuss with my 'uncle'."

With that, he and Sheo depart, leaving the confused trio just sitting in the empty tavern.

*Crunch!*

Tiffania and Saeko look over and grimace at Ymir trying to eat one of the apple-shaped rubies they'd been gifted with... She just innocently tilts her head at them and smiles, showing the glass-like shards sticking painfully between her teeth...


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Hope you bois liked the chap, if I missed anything please let me know. Thanks!

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