Divine Mask: I Have Numerous God Clones

Chapter 283: Vorn Vs Aric

The battlefield had fallen into a tense silence, broken only by the distant crackle of energy and the low rumble of shifting volcanic rocks. Aric and Vorn stood isolated from the surrounding chaos, their eyes locked in a deadly standoff.

The air between them was thick with anticipation, each warrior knowing that this was not a fight that would end easily.

Vorn's lips curled into a smirk, his dark eyes gleaming with malicious intent. "Let's end this quickly," he sneered, his voice dripping with arrogance.

Without waiting for a reply, he raised his hand, dark energy swirling around his fingers. Ethereal chains materialized in the air, glowing with a sinister light. "Soulchain Bind!" he hissed.

The chains shot forward like vipers, wrapping themselves tightly around Aric's limbs, locking him in place.

Aric gritted his teeth as the chains bound him, but his expression remained calm, his eyes never leaving Vorn.

"You're finished," Vorn mocked, his smirk widening. Nether energy surged through his hands, transforming them into long, deadly claws that shimmered with a dark, otherworldly light. "Puppet Rend!" he called, his voice echoing across the barren battlefield.

With a sharp motion, Vorn lunged forward, his nether claws aimed directly at Aric's heart. "Let's see if you can defend yourself now!" he taunted, his tone full of cruel satisfaction.

But Aric's expression didn't change. His eyes narrowed with determination as his body began to glow with a faint, golden light. "You'll have to try harder than that," Aric said calmly, his voice steady and unshaken.

The golden glow intensified, spreading across his body like molten armor. "Unyielding Fortress!" he bellowed.

Vorn's claws struck hard, but they scraped uselessly against Aric's now stone-like body, unable to pierce the defense. The sound of metal on stone rang out, sharp and jarring, but Vorn's claws couldn't break through.

Vorn's smirk faltered, his eyes narrowing in frustration. "What?" he growled, pulling back slightly, his tone turning darker. "You should be crushed by now!"

Aric chuckled, his muscles flexing beneath his glowing skin. "You didn't really think it would be that easy, did you?" His voice was calm, but there was a hint of amusement behind his words, mocking Vorn's overconfidence.

Vorn's frown deepened, his face contorting with anger. "We'll see how long you last!" he spat, stepping back as his hands moved through the air in a complex motion.

Dark shadows swirled around Vorn as his hands moved in a complex motion, summoning two massive Nether Puppets. Their hulking forms loomed behind him like ominous giants, their empty eyes glowing with malice.

"I wonder, Aric..." Vorn's lips curled into a wicked smile, his voice low and taunting. "Can you withstand all of us?"

With a sharp flick of his wrist, Vorn activated Nether Grip Command, infusing the two puppets with a surge of dark energy. The puppets' forms pulsed with newfound power, their strength and resilience magnified. They roared to life, their movements precise and deadly.

At his command, both puppets raised their clawed hands, each activating Puppet Rend, causing sharp, menacing nether claws to materialize—identical to Vorn's own. The deadly trio now advanced on Aric, each step filled with murderous intent.

"Let's see how you handle this!" Vorn snarled, his voice brimming with confidence as he watched his creations close in for the kill.

But Aric stood firm, his eyes burning with unshakable determination. His body remained still for a moment, as if preparing for the storm. "I'm not done yet," he muttered under his breath, a calm intensity in his voice. Enjoy exclusive content from m v -NovelBin.net

The puppets and Vorn were now only feet away, their claws glinting in the light, ready to tear him apart. Aric's muscles tensed as he drew in a deep, controlled breath. His fists clenched tightly, and with a mighty roar that echoed across the battlefield, he shattered the soul chains binding him.

Vorn's eyes widened in surprise. "What?!" he hissed, his voice sharp with disbelief. He hadn't expected Aric to break free so easily.

Aric's body surged with energy as he regained his freedom, his gaze locking onto Vorn and the puppets with fierce resolve. "You're not the only one with power," Aric growled, his voice steady but filled with raw intensity.

Without hesitation, Aric charged forward, his fists glowing with titanic energy. His movements were swift, fueled by the power coursing through him. As he closed the distance, he activated Colossal Strike, channeling all of his immense strength into a single, devastating blow aimed at the two Nether Puppets.

The ground trembled as the strike connected with a resounding crash, the force of the blow sending shockwaves rippling through the battlefield. The Nether Puppets staggered, their forms shuddering under the sheer power of the attack.

But they didn't crumble.

"Still standing, huh?" Aric muttered, his eyes narrowing as he watched the puppets, their massive frames frozen in place, momentarily stunned by the impact.

Vorn let out a low chuckle, regaining his composure. "You'll have to do better than that," he sneered, though there was a flicker of uncertainty in his eyes.

Aric's gaze sharpened as he saw the opening. "This ends now," he said, his voice quiet but filled with deadly purpose. He wouldn't waste this chance.

With a mighty leap, Aric ascended high into the air, his body glowing with overwhelming energy. The ground below seemed to tremble in anticipation of his next move. "Titan's Slam!" Aric roared, channeling all of his power into one massive, earth-shattering attack.

The air crackled with energy as Aric began his descent, the sheer force of his impending strike threatening to obliterate everything in its path.

But Vorn wasn't idle. His eyes blazed with fierce determination as he realized the danger. "Not so fast!" he snarled, his voice thick with urgency. With a sharp command, he activated Puppet Frenzy, not only on himself but on his two puppets as well.

The change was instant. Vorn and his Nether Puppets became a blur of chaotic movement, their strikes erratic and frenzied, moving faster than before. Their attacks became a whirlwind of destruction, a storm of claws and power aimed directly at Aric's descending form.

"You won't survive this!" Vorn shouted, his voice filled with a mixture of desperation and vicious intent. He pushed the frenzy to its limit, his eyes wild with fury as he directed his puppets' attacks.

Aric's eyes gleamed as he plummeted toward the ground, unfazed by the chaotic storm of attacks below him. "We'll see," he muttered under his breath, his voice filled with grim confidence.

The two forces hurtled toward each other, the air thick with raw energy. The ground quaked beneath them as the final clash erupted, both sides unleashing their full might in a moment of explosive power.