God Is A Game Designer - 57 C57 Fighting the Parasite

Nathan watched this massive beast, his eyes glued to the core in its head. It was rare for a magical creature to become like this. Corrupted beings tended to expire after a short amount of time; it was scarce for them to become like this.

This change had rapidly changed this creature from a mortal rat into an immortal Demigod; it was clear the transformation has begun but the aura still too weak.

“God, you make me laugh. You are just a stuck up Parasite that leeches energy from the stone in its head.”

Nathan looked at the massive beast, his smile growing as he stepped forward a few steps as he started to pull the power of the aqua around him, water cyclones forming around him as they four separate pillars formed.

“God, you are closer to a Demigod, but you are not even that. This power is stolen at best and will be almost worthless, just like your pathetic life. Now roll over like a good rat and scurry to my embrace of death.”

Mytthicus rage was evident as the loud screech echoed through the halls, his massive body swinging down towards Nathan, death energy cascading from its body as it started to spread across the ground like a vile swamp tar that tried to swallow everything whole.

The water cyclones spewed water from themselves, the pool and vile tar smashing against each other as the powers battled against each other for supremacy, currently at a stalemate.

“Puny man. Is all you have; then I will defeat you.”

Mytthicus summoned hundreds of small floating balls of death magic, his hand stretching out as he fired them at the man, the little balls of death power getting shot out like a machine gun.

Using his bow, Nathan began deflecting the death energy, his bow created as a divine weapon which could block and disperse the energy with ease.

“Is this the best you have?”

Nathan let out a small laugh as he teased the corrupted beast, he felt the death forming again, his body still to slow as Nathan pulled away to the left as the death energy built right behind him, the power slashing across his shoulder as he let out a sharp gasp of pain.

Nathan took a moment, his eyes looking down at his shoulder. He expected to see blood flowing from the wound, except that was not the case in the slightest as he watched a white mist floating from his injury, the power flooding from him as he gritted his teeth.

“Oh, poor man. You smell good though; I will devour that power and become stronger.”

Nathan felt surprised at his injury. It had been the first injury he had seen like this, all of the Demigods he had tested still had blood, while it was powerful enough to use it was nothing like this.

His blood was no longer inside him; this was pure celestial energy flowing from him. What was he becoming, what had he become.

Nathan pulled the power back inside him, the wound healing rapidly once again inside as if it had never happened. His eyes were looking up at the creature as his smile had vanished, his playful nature with this beast gone as his hand pulled the bow up.

“Aww, is the poor man upset he got hurt. Do not worry you will taste great inside my stomach…”

Mytthicus stopped talking as he felt a sharp pain in his ears as he watched the man quickly pull the bow back, releasing a bolt towards him, the echoing explosion as it blasted past the sound barrier. His ears were ringing before he felt another sharp pain, his stomach aching as his eyes looked down.

The location in which is stomach was located was no longer around, a simple round hole going straight through as blood poured from his wound, the arrow had pierced straight through him and removed a chunk of his flesh.

“You!”

Mytthicus tried to scream out his frustration, gathering the power he had just received only recently. He felt something was wrong as he was unable to summon the energy anymore, it was like the power was disobeying him.

Several loud explosions came next as several bolts of white light flew at him, the walls behind him exploding and shattering into fragment’s as the pain grew even sharper, his body becoming closer to a swiss cheese as he had several holes going all the way through.

Mytthicus fell to his knees, gasping as felt the pain shooting through him, the death magic was no longer responding to him, unable to keep him alive as he was rapidly turning back into the creature he was before. The death energy subsiding as the water smashed into him, quickly spreading over his body as if it was consuming him.

“What are you! How can you be this powerful!”

Nathan moved up towards him, the water rushing under him as it created steps up to the beasts face. His footsteps were walking across the water as it sped around, capturing the creature inside itself.

“You hurt the wrong person. I would have stalled this much longer, but you did some damage to me.”

Mytthicus struggled against the water, feeling like his body was getting crushed against this water. His eyes were looking at the man as he saw the power floating from his eyes, almost like his body was oozing it.

“You are not normal! The power is flowing from you as if you made it yourself!”

Nathan smiled again, this time it was more because this creature had noticed, it was too late at this point.

“Too late parasite. Rest now in the planes of after all.”

He had moved up, grabbing the beast’s head, the power of fertility flowing into the creature as he began to rewrite the corrupted, causing the monster to turn to ash as its life slowly ceased.

“Sever the Line!”

He moved his hand outwards as thousands of bright lights floated from the dying beast, flowing through the walls as each one hurried to find its target.

His hand was grabbing the death orb as he ripped it from the body, the rest of it disintegrating as the beast perished.

“Rest, in the next life with everyone else.”