Villain of my own novel

Chapter 272 271. Prince Of Destruction.

TINGr

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.r

WHOOOOMMMr

"!" 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.r

'Right, I had merged the black flame attribute with my Frost.' He thought with an indifferent expression, but soon twitched when a stinging pain cruised through his body, as thick black coloured veins began to be formed in his now translucent, light blue body, and then his white hair turned black, his coat turned pitch black, and other parts of his body that were covered in pure white turned pitch black, while everything translucent turned greyish translucent with several black coloured veins in it.r

'I didn't think that my other form would get an upgrade either, but why are all the other Frost skills I use still light blue then?' He pondered inwardly but found his answer quite easily.r

'Because I used ice to attribute mana from the surroundings, there wasn't any change because it wasn't mine. And now it somehow got merged with the aether.' He thought, noticing the air around him still turning white, before focusing back on the black smoke in front of him.r

He took a deep breath, puffed up his chest, focusing on the aether in his core that was surging up to his neck. He then focused on the opened White Parasite mask before channeling aether into the mask, which then formed a pitch-black, twisting blob of aether in the middle of the razor-sharp ends.r

"Ha!" He yelled out loud. And an ever-expanding black beam shot out from his mouth, which seemed like a dragon's breath, that destroyed everything in its path. He then turned his head as the beam shot out from his mouth continuously; soon, approximately 50% of the black smoke was pulverized.r

[Shut up!] He commanded before the black smoke began to screech. But instead of screaming like he had expected, the remaining 25% of the black smoke zoomed in on a single spot before manifesting back into the mannequin, which, without wasting a single second, pounced at Eshwar, with a huge sword materializing in his arm out of nowhere.r

And the mannequin soon zoomed towards Eshwar and swung its sword down, vertically, to which Eshwar held out his Trishul to defend against, but he wasn't really planning on completely blocking the attack because he knew that the weight behind the sword was enough to change the outcome of the clash, so as soon as both of their weapons made contact,r

He slightly loosened his grip on the Trishul, making it fall in the direction of the mannequin's sword swing's weight, deflecting the slash, but the mannequin's stance didn't flatter as Eshwar had expected it to, and it attacked him with an upward diagonal slash, to which Eshwar was forced to step back.r

'Crescent Moon.' Eshwar mumbled in his mind, and with a blindingly pure white glow, a crescent moon manifested on the left side on top of Eshwar's head, and damn, did he look a lot similar to Lord Shiva, and he too felt like that, so he released his killing intent in full force.r

BBBBBBOOOOOOOOMMMMMMM!!!! r

The entire room was put under immense pressure, causing the mannequin to flatter at the amount of killing intent oozing out of Eshwar's small black figure. And though he didn't really know why or what had happened, whenever Eshwar released more than half of his killing intent without much restraint, this white snake with a silver iris and vertical black slits would slither up to his neck before coiling around it, just like now.r

"If you were black, then I would have been a literal imitation of Lord Shiva himself." Eshwar mumbled, glancing to his right at the white snake that had coiled around his neck, staring back at him with a bright silver iris and vertical black slits and flicking its tongue at him.r

'..... Cute.' Eshwar stared at it for a brief moment before subconsciously muttering in his mind.r

'Since me calling myself a God of Destruction will be disrespectful to Lord Shiva...'

"Prince of Destruction." Eshwar mumbled under his breath involuntarily. Since the name quite clicked with him, he didn't waste time thinking of other titles for himself, and because it wasn't really a legitimate title, he didn't dwell on it too much.r

DINGr

[Title: Prince of Destruction acquired.]r

"...." Eshwar stared at the notification with a deadpan look on his face, thinking he would have thought of a different, cooler-sounding title if he was going to get one this simply.r

[Title: Prince of Destruction: The user can imitate the Lord of Destruction's abilities.] [Proficiency: 0%] [When equipped, the user's imitated abilities proficiency increases by 30%].r

'Tandava, the cosmic dancer. God of medicine and poison, I have some knowledge about them. God of Time, I am the best, second to only Lord Shiva, in this matter. The Great Yogi, I think I qualify for this too. Then I can use other dance styles, merging with my spear-wielding abilities, to create my own style, though it might never be at the level of the Tandava of Lord Shiva, but I'm not him, so it doesn't matter much.' Eshwar contemplated the uses of the title and ways to use the title proficiently; his analysis was done before even a second had passed, and then he glanced at the mannequin, whose stance had already flattened due to the pressure that bore down on him, but Eshwar could feel that the mannequin had yet to give up, sor

"Black Hole." He mumbled in an indifferent tone, raised his left arm in the air, and a droplet of concentrated aether dripped from his middle finger. After travelling down about half a distance beneath Eshwar, it halted mid-air and began to expand.r

SWISH r

WHOOOOMMM r

The mannequin sensed something coming from its left, and "!!!" it was stunned to find Eshwar's leg zooming in at an extremely fast rate, and before the mannequin could react,r

BAM! r

A massive ring of wind pressure shot out from the impact between the mannequin's head and Eshwar's right feet, and the massive mannequin shot out, diagonally downward due to the force behind Eshwar's kick, and crashed against the wall with a loud boom.r

BOOOOOMMM!r

"?£#@#!?$¥#&?" Eshwar mumbled and initiated the planetary devastation again.r

BOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMM!!!!r

With a loud boom, the mannequin exploded into pieces, turning back to the black smoke, which made it easier for the activated black hole to suck in everything that wasn't Eshwar.r

WHHHOOOIIIINNNNGGGHHHHH r

"....." Eshwar stared at the black smoke getting sucked into the black hole with an apathetic expression on his face.r