In the depths of the recovery facility, a singular recovery pod stood in the still darkness. Suddenly, it unlatched, cold air escaping into the surroundings. From the pod, a young man with blonde hair and blue eyes stepped out in his underwear – Sun Daishen. He glanced around the dark room. The next second, the place lit up. Sun stepped forward and neared a table. On the table, new clothes and his glasses rested.
He put the glasses on and the world became clearer. Out of the blue, he heard an explosion in the distance. A sly grin spread across his face.
"Looks like it's my time to shine~"
***
Outside, Missio, Bellum and Kaiser had been beaten to a pulp. The two commanders trembled, collapsing to their knees. Their weapons fell, chipping against the rough floor. Only Missio stood, red staining his clothes and his wings ripped apart. He spat out a mouth full of blood, continuing to stand against the archbishop. Caesar landed and spoke out.
"You do know that I haven't gone all out yet, right? You're only chaos incarnates. Even though, he is an awakener and I'm still an eminence. Actually, I haven't even used any of my abilities!"
After hearing this, Missio's faced paled. An immense despair assaulted him. They looked like ants in front of Caesar – maybe lesser tha ants. Just then, another voice rang out from behind.
"Well – well – well, what do we have here?"
Missio spun around. His eyes widened. Bellum and Kaiser turned around as well. Kaiser laughed, blood trickling down his face.
"You're finally here."
Sun Daishen – the drug lord who he had fought and the one who had made him relive his trauma casually approached them. He wore a new set of clothes – a Black jacket with yellow graphics and accents, a black T-shirt, pants and yellow sneakers. Holding a Golden staff over his shoulders with a cocky grin, he neared Missio.
"Yo! Officer, you've been well?" he asked Missio.
Missio couldn't respond, remembering their first encounter. The avatar approached him, placing his hand on the lieutenant general's shoulder.
"Listen, I'm sorry. I was just trying to survive."
Missio's face darkened.
"Do you know what you're talking about?"
Sun tucked his hand in his pocket.
"No, not at all but Master Chris said I made you relieve your trauma or something. I just wanted to apologize. Take it well."
Missio didn't reply. His wings sank into his back. He also fell to his knees and Sun whistled.
"Hey! Evil villain dude! I'm your opponent now."
Caesar furrowed his brows, his expression shifting under the stone mask. Sun burst with energy, a suffocating aura covering the block. Behind him, the figure of the monkey king manifested and fused into him. He smiled and spun his staff. Caesar panicked and stepped away. One swing cut the city in half and broke the sound barrier. Caesar' pupils dilated in horror. The two commanders stared at the destruction from merely one swing.
"Well…" Bellum fell onto his back. "We can finally rest…"
"Right…" Kaiser glanced at Missio.
The lieutenant general had already fallen unconscious. The adrenaline from both men wore off. Their vision blurred as they felt their own heartbeat. Finally, they fell unconscious as the battle between Sun and Caser began.
***
Chris and Octavius flicked their heads to the side. Something tore through the city like a knife cutting vegetables. Chris smirked and muttered in a soft tone.
"So, he finally woke up."
Octavius blinked. "How powerful in this disciple of yours?"
Both men began flying.
"Eh…about at the level of an Eidolon."
Octavius paused. Then, he burst in laughter
"Oh, Caesar is fucked."
"He sure is." Chirs replied.
Octavius raised his hand. A black ball manifested on his palm. The archbishop hurled it forward. Chris's pupils widened. The gravity of the surroundings increased. The next second, the ball appeared near Octavius. He hurriedly dissipated it. Chris shot a laser forward. It vanished as soon as it touched his enemy's hand.
'He has a limit!'
Chris realized an important aspect of his adversary's abilities. His lips couldn't help but curl into a smile as he backed off. The invader trailed him, traveling at supersonic. Chris raised his arm, spawning multiple ball-sized dwarf stars. With a violent swing, the stars swarmed the hat. Octavius noticed what Chris was doing. He interrupted the stars path and raised his arms. He gritted his teeth, his ability straining to erase the stars as they grazed him, searing his skin.
"Shit…" Octavius muttered.
After a minute, his erasure stopped. Luckily, he had erased all the dwarf stars. Octavius gasped for air, beneath the stone mask. But before he could rest, Chris's hand clamped around his skull. At supersonic speeds, the air felt spikes being dragged across his back. Dragging his across the sky, they landed back in the stadium. Octavius crashed against the ground, shattering it. As he tried to stand up, he suddenly felt heavier.
His face met the floor as the ground began cracking under the unknown pressure. His bones began cracking and muscles tore open. From the heavens, Chris descended before Octavius. He gritted his teeth, veins popping on his head. The chaos in the surroundings twisted under his will. The energy shaped into a pair of handcuffs. The supreme commander placed them on the archbishop's hands. The gravity dissipated and Octavius heaved a sigh.
"Well…shit." He chuckled, looking at Chris. "You got me but you're too exhausted to destroy the hat."
Chris collapsed to his knees, panting heavily.
"Now, let's see whether your friends survive or not."
As soon as those words fell, the ground shook as if an earthquake had passed by.
***
Back to the fight between Sun and Caesar, it looked more like a one-sided massacre. Sun pulled his weapon back and rushed forward. Caesar raised his arms. A massive fog manifested, blocking sun's visions. Sun's eyes glowed with a divine energy. He leapt and successfully struck his enemy through the fog. The archbishop flew back, picking up dust. He gritted his teeth, pushing his enemy back with the wind. His hand shot forward, two fingers pointed.
A burst of thunder resounded, making Sun covered his ears. The next second, multiple bolts of lightning shot at him. Caesar's lips couldn't help but curl into a smile as thunder echoed through the city. A cloud of dust rose as Caesar pressed on with his attack. After a few seconds, the lightning dissipated. Caesar exhaled heavily as more debris fell down. He glanced towards the place his adversary had been with a anticipation… but that would soon turn into fear.
Sun's eyes glowed through the dust. He swung his staff, clearing the area. He rested his weapon on his shoulder. Caesar stepped back, cold sweat dripping down his face.
"You feelin scared, mister?"
He seemingly teleported to the archbishop. His staff shot forward, creating a sonic boom. Caesar barely dodged the strike as another house fell. He pressed his feet against the ground and ran away, trying to buy time.
'Is this why we couldn't find him? Christopher had been training him all along?!'