The Extra Wants Control

Chapter 160: 98765432...1!

The last of the summoned soldiers fell beneath Verona's scythe, their lifeless forms dissolving into wisps of dark smoke. But it didn't fade...

The crimson moon, that malevolent eye in the sky, glowed with great brilliance then it sucked up the wisps of dark smoke that were previously the soldiers....

Verona who was in the beam's path, her body was drawn upwards with an irresistible force.

A gasp escaped Memphis' lips.

"What sorcery is this?" he asked in awe and confusion...

A thin visible connection was made between the moons...

The violet moon, as if awakened by the red moon's call, pulsated with violet aura...

Then a beam of violet light, shot to Verona... The two beams intertwined, creating a swirling vortex of red and violet light and it was being absorbed by Verona...

" Did this happen before... Her law was just supposed to make her appear anywhere at will within her area of darkness and boosted her strength to kill better... What is this?" Thought Xavier with a frown and he noticed just only 25 seconds had passed. He still needed to hold for 95 more seconds. Then he noticed that they were in some kind of spherical dome.

He looked up, his frown deepening. He could sense that the dome was small but inside it Verona made a great space that seemed endless but at the same time he saw the borders it was truly off-putting.

Across from him, Memphis reacted quick.

His two lower arms, the ones that had sprouted during his transformation, rose in a gesture of prayer. A whispered chant was made as his body's aura grew thicker and larger.

"Devil's Prayer!" he said, his voice eeriely deep.

His body glowed with an infernal light, the tattoos on his skin writhing and twisting like serpents as they became smoke that rose and mixed with his growing thick aura...

Behind him, an ethereal figure materialized from the swirling smoke and aura that were intertwining.

A monstrous entity, a three-headed demon with six arms, each hand gripping a different weapon - an axe dripping with dark flames, a colossal sword that pulsed with sinister energy, and a wickedly curved black blade.

Memphis was finally unleashing his laws' true potential.

The monstrous entity roared, its three voices merging into one of rage and hate.

Verona, bathed in the ethereal violet glow, stood resolute against the monstrous three-headed wraith summoned by Memphis. But before their clash could even begin...

" I can't use my domain yet... but I won't foolishly fall here ... Verona's strength is 12 star but that again doesn't make sense, I can't gauge her, she really needs to go she is dangerous... and the demon is maybe upper 11 star... it's all dangerous." Xavier thought as he finally roared...

With a surge of power, his form shifted once again. Muscles bulged beneath his metal skin and condensed into a smaller but still big version of himself, now glowing with a faint red light as he ditched using the demonic power.

This was level two of the Warmonger Law, a state of heightened offense and speed.

Memphis controled and launched the wraith forward with a prayer as he was still chanting...

It moved with great speed, its red-translucent form blurring as it lunged at Xavier with its axe. Xavier with his fast reflexes honed by the Law, unleashed a heavy dodge.

With a surprising agility for his size, he moved to the side, the wraith's axe slashing harmlessly through the air where his chest had been a moment before.

As Xavier came up, he slammed his colossal fist into the air. The impact triggered a localized tremor, momentarily disrupting the wraith's momentum. Seizing the opportunity, Xavier lunged forward, his massive battle-axe held high. He slammed it into the wraith's chest with a great shattering force.

But the impact was only but a small fraction as the wraith became ethereal and the rest of the damage was avoided.

The wraith shrieked and roared but the enhanced light attack of Xavier's Warmonger state caused little visible damage.

Verona's scythe, imbued with violet energy, lashed at the wraith's ethereal form

While the physical attacks seemed to pass through the wraith harmlessly, the violet aura was cutting it. The wraith writhed and contorted.

Undeterred by the lack of immediate impact on the wraith, Xavier roared again. This time, he unleashed a hyper-armor heavy finisher. His battle-axe swung in a slow, deliberate arc, glowing with an intense celestial light. The wraith, caught unaware by the change in tactic, attempted to dodge because it was in its physical state.

But the hyper-armor of Xavier's Warmonger Law allowed him to plow through the wraith's flimsy defenses.

The warhammer connected with a sickening thud, the impact sending a shockwave through the dome. The wraith shrieked in agony, its form flickering wildly. This time, the damage was undeniable.

The Warmonger's level two form was also building up pressure with every attack the Warmonger made and all pressure was directed to Verona... As he tried to deal with the weakest one first...

The Warmonger also managed to get past Verona's defense and slashed her back and the level two other effect came into play... Poisonous blood.

That was meant to poison Verona and weaken her so that he could finish her off but Verona then chanted, " Obsessing over physical form weakens you. The true power of a vampire lies in embracing the duality of existence. We exist in the space between life and death. To be a vampire is to return all things to the origin chaos from which we were born."

And she became ethereal all the poisonous blood spilled out but she controlled it and coated her scythe with it...

Then her body became physical again.

Meanwhile the wraith was clearly weakened by the relentless attacks from Verona and Xavier.

Xavier fueled by the power of the Law and the sight of Verona's unending assault, bellowed once more.

He raised his newly formed shield and his body got bulkier, channeling the his energy into a powerful charge. With a thunderous roar, he slammed his shoulder into the wraith but it turned ethereal at the same moment Verona appeared with her scythe and cut three of the wraith's arms while also stopping Xavier's charge sending him bleeding and skidding backwards.

The tide was turning, but the battle was far from over. The wraith, though wounded, remained a potent threat. Memphis, his eyes burning with hatred, glared at Xavier. This brute force wasn't enough. He needed a more subtle approach, a way to exploit the weaknesses inherent in Xavier's amplified state. And he needed to do something against this monstrous woman...

So they fought and each second felt like hours, they exchanged thousands of moves in mere seconds gaining injuries but they were regenerating, they were holding on and at some point Xavier and Memphis stopped fighting each other and decided to attack Verona, finally they came to a rational decision.

They attacked her with Xavier and Memphis switching between their law forms for any advantage they could get and they managed to push back Verona... Who was starting to strain...

Then in the chilling calm, where Verona stood another being came into reality.

Beside Verona was Verona. This new Verona was carrying Neveah in her hands.

"Playtime is over," Verona declared finally speaking again...

Memphis and Xavier exchanged a bewildered glance. Had they been fighting a clone this entire time? A flicker of unease sparked in Xavier's gut.

The sudden appearance of the dome, the unnatural connection between the moons – it all pointed to a deeper, more sinister motive. Verona, it seemed, wasn't just fighting them; she was hiding something or wanted to.

Before they could voice their suspicions, Verona raised a hand, and the two moons shrunk and disappeared so did the darkness which swirled in her hand. "Absolute Control: Soul Freeze."

A wave of bone-chilling cold emanated from her, washing over Xavier and Memphis. An unnatural frost crawled on their skin but that was not all they felt it seeping into their very souls.

Agony ripped through them as their souls began to solidify, crystallize, and shatter slowly... Above 10 star people could feel the soul.

With each shard that broke away, her red glowed casting its malevolent light on the two as it started devouring the shattered invisible fragments she only could see.

" 9...8, 7...6...5...4...3..2... Damnit 1." Xavier, exhausted, in pain and frustrated... was counting down internally then his body started glowing.

When the light subsided, a woman stood beside Xavier.

Tall and breathtakingly beautiful, she had long, flowing golden hair cascading down her back. Her eyes remained closed, covered by a delicate white cloth. A white gown adorned her form, pristine except for the tattered hem and bare feet.

The golden-haired woman's body glowed golden and she enveloped Xavier in her aura.

His wounds knitted shut at an alarming rate, the golden light was even thawing away the remnants of the soul-freeze.

Without hesitation, the woman turned towards Memphis... She said nothing as she looked at him... He was a husk, his demonic power flickering on the verge of extinction. With a swift movement, she raised a hand and a beam of pure golden energy erupted, cleaving Memphis in two in a single, brutal strike.