The Dream Saga - Chapter 67

“LET THE TOURNAMENT BEGIN!” the anchor shouted his lungs out into the microphone and all the attention was diverted from the angel to the tournament.

“But, before we start, I want to tell you all about the match structure, and how we will decide the winner of the tournament.”

“So, the structure of the match is as follows. There will be five matches in total, three regular one, a semi-final and a final.”

“The first three matches will be one on one, last man standing, which means doesn’t matter if you surrender, the match will only end when one of the players is grounded unconscious. All matches will be held between two devils and it will give us three winners in the end. The player who loses once is out forever.”

“Each player will be given scores based on their performances in first three matches; the player with the highest score in three winners will go straight to finals without battling into semi-finals. The other two remaining winners will face each other in the semi-finals. The scores will be graded by our respected, lady Lucifer.”

“The winner of the semi-finals will face his last opponent in the final deciding battle. And as the reward, he will be elected as the representative of the devils in the battle for holy trident, and an addition to that the winning house will be aided with everything till next tournament and the most important the winner devil will be granted a wish by the Lady Lucifer.”

“The first match is between ‘Sin of Greed and Sin of lust’”

“Mammon versus Asmodeus.”

“Players, please enter the arena and other players please head back to the dressing room.” He announced the first match through his scroll and headed back to the commentary room.

As he left, a loud sound of a blow horn echoed in the entire area. And with the first horn, hundreds of drummers began to beat noises out of their instrument in welcome of the participant and to indicate the match has begun…

“Everyone! Let’s cheer our participants. Here comes first Mammon, the sin of greed. The golden devil of hell,” the commentary box was at its best. The people were hyped up as well. And among all the craziness ‘Mammon’ walked out of the hallway. He was wearing a crimson-orange colored outfit that was designed for fighting, combat, and effortless movements. He only had a chest plate in his armor for protection. He had a blue crystalline spear in his hand. By the look of him, he seemed quite confident and charismatic person to me.

From the other side of the arena, the second participant came out. And the public went insane.

“Let’s us welcome our second participant, Asmodeus. The sin of lust, the king of sin city.” The commentator yelled with enthusiasm.

He was wearing a blue-colored velvet combat outfit. As usual, he had his mischievous smile on his face. He was wielding two medium-sized daggers, which were shining so bright. By the looks of both of them, I had no idea about who had the upper hand because they both seemed so powerful to me, Mammon seemed fearful and confident while Asmodeus felt a bit careless but I had a small conflict with him few weeks ago. So, I knew he was a strong opponent; the match was a going to be a tough one.

“LET THE MATCH BEGAN!!!”

And with the shout of the commentator, the match began.

I thought the match would start like two big beasts charging at each other like barbarians, but the scene was completely different from my speculations. Both of them were glaring at each other straight into their eyes. It appeared as both of them were trying to figure out their enemy’s first move it was silent and still at first.

But after a few minutes of stare Asmodeus started to walk to his left completing a circular path; he was approaching him while being cautious of his movements. Watching him on the move, Mammon took a stance with his spear toward him, he fixed his eyes on him as a spider.

“Want to try me, in close combat, don’t you Asmodeus?” Mammon somewhat understood what Asmodeus was trying to achieve and to counter it he commented him with an egoistic face.

“Figure it yourself!” Asmodeus replied with a straight face.

The atmosphere was tense, frustrating and thrilling at the same time. All of the spectators had just one question in their mind. ‘What are they planning to do?”

“YAAAAYYYY!” and suddenly one of them screamed loudly.

The person who yelled was Asmodeus. He had an aggressive expression.

He pulled both of his daggers and began to run at Mammon at his best speed while screaming his voice box out constantly. On the other side, we saw Mammon, who was ready to face him with his crystal spear.

“Swoosh!”

And in a sudden something passed by Mammon’s ear at light speed. It was so fast that it appeared invisible to naked eyes. But he dodged it on time or he’d have lost his right ear.

The thing that passed was one of Asmodeus’s dagger which he threw at God speed.

In the next second, the pace of the match raised too high; Mammon also ran to Asmodeus with his spear in one hand. It looked like he was waiting for only this moment from the start.

“CLANK!!!”

The spear and the dagger clashed with each other. Both of their bodies were releasing enormous dark auras, due to which the whole area was covered in dark clouds. The pressure they were under was massive that it could be sensed by the look on their face, none of them were holding off.

Both of them were trying to push each other to land a blow on them. Sweat was dripping from their forehead and neck. It was hard to figure out who had the upper hand…

“Hey, you’ve got a plenty of strength, don’t you?”

“Huh, aren’t you strong too?”

Mammon tried to distract him so he could get a chance to hit him on a critical spot, and he succeeded in doing so. His reflexes were fast, that in just that moment, he pulled back his spear a little and released a small power shot from his fist into the gut of Asmodeus.

The shot was enough to loosen Asmodeus’s grip. And Mammon knew it was the moment when he had the chance to dominate. Without wasting a sec, he flipped in the air and kicked him meters away; crashing into the rough ground of the arena.

“Ahh, now this is getting funny. I want to see what you’ve got. Don’t hold back, because I am not going to hold back either, now let’s get going.” he still had his creepy smile on his face even after being crashed foots away, without even a flinch he pulled himself back up.

He raised both of his arms into the air and blue-colored flames covered it entirely. Enormous amount power and heat was evolving from his hand; even his aura became denser and dangerous.

He smiled and smashed both of his arms on the ground where he was standing; just as his arms came in contact with the ground, the whole stadium began to shake violently. A shock wave was released, because of the impact the safety bars of the audience sitting area were blown out.

“You have a very little idea of my power, Mammon.” He laughed at Mammon as he was bracing himself from the energy released from the smash.

“Ah, it’s not like that, huh? I hate dust. Where did he…” When he was covering himself from the dust, Asmodeus disappeared from his sight.

“You are late!!”

“BANG!”

Asmodeus came out from the side of him with his dagger in his arm, but the reflexes of Mammon were sharp that he blocked his dagger attack but were not fast enough to block the fire fist.

The blow from Asmodeus’ blue fist blasted him meters farther into the arena. He was injured this time; he rocked his head, which was ringing like bells. His teeth were covered with blood, but he was still conscious…

“Do you have the slightest idea what’s happening around you, more the time you’re wasting, more doomed you get!” Asmodeus yelled at him with a smirk on his face, he was strong and vicious and he craved to assert dominance in the match.

His tone was hinting some kind of hidden plot but I did not know what, I knew he had done something creepy, but what? What? could be his hidden ace? Not only me everyone was thinking the same except Mammon.

“Doesn’t matter how much you flex; I am still charged. I can beat your ass hundred times. Do you really think just a power shot is enough to bring me down? Then my answer is no, you need to work harder!!!”

“Bring it on, I am ready!” He was charged to fight again, but a bit more hyped

-to be continued