Perfect Avatar-Chapter 251: Ragnarok: The Throne

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Chapter 251: Ragnarok: The Throne

In the outside world, the Kalaharis became a religious representation of Hell. A titan, gigantic, phenomenal, a titan for Titans stood, towering mountains, towering worlds.

His axe burned, his body swelling again, like a balloon about to burst.

Wrath hit the ground, on Dora’s position, and caused the most spectacular explosion ever seen.

The earth was glowing, before being ravaged by a burning shock wave, a ball of fire of colossal dimensions spread, engulfing a giant whole, but not stopping, growing, again and again, the sun literally arrived on land and increased in size.

It was as if a giant meteor had fallen to earth and the cloud of fire was passing through the earth like a tsunami of fire.

In the impact zone, a crater leading to the roots of the earth was formed.

A crater that descends into the earth, reaching into molten rock. Wrath stood there, his body burning like lava, but in front of him, the boy was in perfect shape.

Covered in blue and red particles, Dora walked on the magma without difficulty.

"If this continues, it could really destroy the earth."

He looked behind him, admiring the size of the crater.

"...I thought we were far enough away from the others to avoid casualties, but I didn’t expect this."

He opened his hand, a ball with the energy of the attack he had just suffered.

The attack broke up into red particles and began to coat his shield, propelling his shield’s power skyward.

In this battle, Dora stopped taking damage, using his blessing he targeted Wrath’s attacks and used them to attack his defensive particles.

The law caused his defense to increase exponentially and limitlessly, and over time, Wrath’s attacks, while growing stronger, were unable to keep up with Dora’s defense.

It had become a battle of endurance, but only because Dora didn’t really bother to finish him off in a hurry.

Rather, he wanted certain victory and he was confident in what he had prepared.

"Let’s get this over with. Omega."

Wrath was ready to jump, but his feet suddenly sank into black matter. He lost his balance and was about to fall, when he let out a scream, creating a blast of wind that hit Dora, but to no effect.

The boy raised his hand in front of his face, holding a piece of rotting flesh.

The flesh turned into black particles, then converged into Dora’s index finger.

Wrath struggled on the dark matter, his aura reaching a surreal temperature, suddenly he found himself in a bubble in Sigma’s hand.

Trapped like a beast in a cage, he ran into the void, then a black arrow pierced his chest.

"No more bets." Sigma crushed the bubble, the atmosphere cracked and shattered like a mirror.

Wrath fell to the ground. His growl filled the air. Rage? Frustration? Excitement? It was difficult to determine his feelings at that moment.

He punched the magma ground, causing a small earthquake, sending lava everywhere, but the wave stopped abruptly, frozen in the air.

The lava ignited and converged to form Gamma. In the sky, thousands of swords pointed at Wrath, Alpha hovering on one of them.

Wrath turned his head to look at the fusion Dora, but it was Omega who stood in his place. The arrow slowly disintegrated, spreading mist on his body and penetrating his body. From the mist that enveloped him, Sigma appeared, sitting on the Mad’s shoulders.

And finally, a door opened in front of Wrath, the fusion Dora, recognizable by his yellow eyes, came out and looked into the eyes of his opponent.

"King of Giants, Shaka, you like classical orchestra?"

No one could maintain a perfect position in this hell, with Rhea fighting her replica, Freya, Lucca, Liliana and the Black Knights fighting the Titans and the giant whale, Cid and Nefertari fighting against this Elizabeth, and Marie and Giudecca unleashing all on Apophis.

Yet the song did not stop, or not reluctantly.

Apophis looked at the moon, a satisfied smile on her face like an angel.

"Eeny, meeny, God has hidden our faith..."

The moon was reflected in her eyes. She closed her eyes and when she opened them again, they were black again, but this time her emerald irises glowed pink.

"... All shall fall in nightmare."

The green aura that covered the entire area burst into pink, black, and purple. Apophis’ body was covered in shadow, and suddenly, black hands emerged from her back and from each of her summons.

In an instant, Marie’s puppets were reduced to pieces, the hands on Gaia moved towards Rhea, but the General reacted quickly, parrying, slicing everything that came at her with crazy speed.

In the sky, the moon shone the same color, but with a distinct shape: a giant eye in the sky.

The hands became like tentacles, decimating the Black Knights on contact.

Lucca rushed, but with her size, escaping from the hands was simply impossible.

Everyone faced thousands hands, mere seconds before dying, the pink mist engulfed everything, and then, a blinding light covered the atmosphere.

In an instant, the horizon was cut in two.

Rhea was on Lucca’s back, her blow having destroyed the hands and all the titans in the path of the attack.

She took her momentum and jumped on Gaia, running at breakneck speed.

The hands multiplied, as did Rhea’s slashes, like 10, like 100 people.

She crossed the Titan’s arm, striking the hands again and again, she jumped from Gaia’s arm to the shoulder, turning around and delivered a blow aimed at the sky.

Ouranos, the Whale, all disappeared into the light, and the impact that followed reverberated up to the celestial vault.

A rift, the edges of which were shaped like broken glass, was left in the air, opening into what appeared to be space.

She landed on the shoulder and continued running, heading to the back, drawing every hands towards her and giving the others some peace.

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Lust, who was also struggling with the hands, immediately grasped her intentions. She also rushed to the back, tracing like a comet chasing a meteor at the speed of light.

They crossed the shoulder, reached the back, all hands reduced to dust, and in an instant, Rhea stood in front of Apophis.

A formidable clash broke out, Lust, arriving just in time to ward off the attack, but the strength of the opposing force caused her to stumble backwards.

Apophis was intact, smiling widely at Rhea, and the General in her stance, her purple left eye devouring the elf.