Villain of my own novel

Chapter 271 270. Frost Devil.

Eshwar disappeared from the spot where he floated, without a trace, together with the massive wheel of aether, stunning the stupefied mannequin.

This time it wasn't as careless as before, and before it felt Eshwar's presence, it completely covered itself with the black smoke. But soon it felt Eshwar's presence right in front of its abdomen, and since it was already covered in the smoke, a sense of relief passed through its mind.

BAM

It felt an extremely strong blow at its stomach before it could snap out of its shock. It felt some kind of strange energy enter its body, making it shudder in fear of the unknown.

Eshwar had compressed the massive wheel of aether until it was a fist-sized prism that was spinning at a terrifying rate, and he reappeared right in front of the mannequin's suited stomach with his half translucent, light blue left hand behind his back and pushed his translucent light blue, clawed right palm at it with the dense black coloured aether prism spinning a centimetre in front of his palm, and due to the prims spinning force, the smoke in front of the mannequin's stomach dispersed upon contact with a loud bam, and Eshwar moved forward, towards the mannequin's stomach as if he had already expected the outcome.

And as soon as the prims came into direct contact with the mannequin's stomach, Eshwar's bright orange eyes turned black for a split second, and the prism seeped into the mannequin's body while spinning as his palm came into contact with the mannequin's stomach.

He felt the mannequin shudder, but since he knew that it wouldn't die, without a hint of hesitation, he spun his palm to the right, vertically, till it was upside down, and at his commanding actions, the seeped aether abruptly expanded, spinning in the way Eshwar's palm spun.

BOOOOOMMM

WHOOOOMMM!

And by the next instance, the huge black mannequin figure was shredded without a trace as a large amount of black smoke percolated, covering the kilometres-wide room entirely. Suddenly, Eshwar frowned when he abruptly remembered something, and while keeping his guard up, he concentrated on his body, trying to find where the dragonic mana followed in his body, and was surprised when he noticed it being stored in his mind.

'I hope I don't get a dragon's pride, ignorance, or greed for shiny things due to the dragonic mana's influence on my mind.' Eshwar mumbled in his mind with a sigh but kept an expressionless expression on his face.

"Authority of the black ink." Eshwar muttered, and his reality turned white as everything existing turned into sketches sketched in black ink. Now, everything in Eshwar's sight was covered with trillions of black coloured dots, which were the smoke particles; however, soon, the black dots flitted before becoming concentrated on a few spots, surrounding him completely.

WHOOSH (15x)

And many black spikes shot out at him from everywhere. Since the entire room had become the mannequin's domain, he couldn't really move elsewhere without the smoke noticing him, so without another choice, he willed for the trident to materialise in front of him, and abruptly, golden-coloured divine energy concentrated in front of him. Though he was slightly surprised that the divine energy was still golden even under his authority, he didn't really show it on his face. And since the mannequin too was a divine being, it didn't really care about its opponent using divinity, and the spikes sped up before completely disappearing from sight, but Eshwar could quite easily follow it, gazing at the spikes zooming towards him at "normal" speed.

Soon, the Trishul manifested in front of him, and he clenched it tightly before spinning it in between his figures and around his body, shielding against all of the spikes.

"The third eye." He casually addressed, and another eye opened up on Eshwar's forehead, vertically, expanding his view, which wasn't really much use since all of his senses were already higher than anyone else's. And before he actually used it on the dotted smoke in front of him, he clenched his Trishul tightly as black coloured aether seeped out of his translucent, colourless palm, climbing up until the entire bright golden trident was covered in pitch-black coloured aether. Eshwar loosened his grip on it, and it slightly dropped down, about a centimetre away from his palm, and spun extremely fast, tearing apart the air with its spinning force.

Eshwar pulled it back as it continued to spin and tensed his right arm, right shoulder, and

WHOOOOMMM!

BAM

He pushed his trident forward in a strong thrust. A loud bam and a ring of strong gusts produced when he abruptly stopped the spinning trident, and after a split second of stillness,

WHOOOOMMM!!!!

An ever-expanding, black-coloured aether beam shot out from the trident's head, annihilating every dot in its way until 15% of the room was completely cleared of any black dots, but soon,

KKKKEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!

All but the remaining 75% of the dots screeched in a high-pitched tone, causing ripples to form. Maybe it was because they were of the same frequency, cancelling each other out. Yes, it was extremely loud, loud enough to cause Eshwar's ears to ring, but it wasn't loud enough to make his head explode as he had previously thought.

[Shut up!] He commanded in dragon tongue, irritated by the ringing sound in his mind, and the screaming died down in a flash.

Eshwar raised the pitch-black Trishul above his head, spun it horizontally until only a pitch-black disc was seen, and slashed it diagonally downward on both sides while spinning, sending out two thin, pitch-black rings that annihilated everything in their path. Everything was so fast that the now-smoky mannequin wasn't able to follow any of Eshwar's moments.

BOOOUUUNNNNNNGGGGGGH

[STOP!] He commanded the dots of smoke.

And the sudden ripple in his body made him freeze, as an extremely familiar chill cruised through his body, and he realised that he was now used to the density of the mana in the surroundings.

BOOOUUUNNNNNNGGGGGGH

Another ripple shot out on his body, revealing his Frost Devil form as it cruised through. He relished that feeling of coldness that washed over him; no matter how cold it was, to him it was extremely familiar and comfortable.

CRA-CRACK

SNA-P!

BOOM!

With a few cracks, the sound of something snapping, and a loud boom, an extremely cold white ripple shot out from his hand, freezing the black smoke that was reading itself to shoot out at him.

The madness was climbing up to his mind but was cut off completely by the dragonic mana that was settled in his mind and his indifference about the madness.

[Stop.] He commanded again, halting the rest of the smoke, though only for a few seconds.

His arms that were half white turned completely white in a flash, turning translucent along the way, and he noticed that he couldn't see the changes in his surroundings due to his authority and deactivated it. Soon, his reality turned colourful again, but half of it was still black due to the mannequin's smoke. He shrugged it off and focused on his surroundings, noticing the visibly chilled white air surrounding him, similar to how the black smoke surrounded the black-suited mannequin.

CRE-CREAK

With the air and his translucent light blue claw-y fingers creaking, a final cold ripple shot out from his body, and his entire body turned white, except for his already translucent light blue forearms and claws.

CRA-CRACK

The white icy layer on his body began to crack before shattering completely, revealing a white-haired, translucent figure gazing at its surroundings with three eyes, each with a bright orange iris and a vertical black slit. The figure's forearms, legs below the knees, and abdomen had turned translucent light blue; its toes and fingers had turned into claws, slightly longer, with everything else covered in white snow.

TING

With a snap of Eshwar's fingers, a sleeveless, snow white long coat materialized on his body, there really wasn't any meaning behind his actions, he just felt like wearing a coat right now.

WHOOOOMMM

"!" Eshwar's eyes slightly widened inwardly in surprise when abruptly black coloured flames erupted from the middle of his chest, completely engulfing him in it.

'Right, I had merged the black flame attribute with my Frost.'