The God Of The Undead - Chapter 37

Many things tend to appear during many opportune times, but this was one thing John didn’t want anywhere near him. Although he was in control before the woman above him appeared, this new variable took the reins of out of his hands.

Seeing her sword of light pointing directly at him, he waists no time quickly running for cover, assuming that this attack was going to be drastically different from the one that sent him flying into the wall. Seeing John attempting to take cover, the woman above him moves her sword up and then swings it down with little effort releasing a crescent wave of light energy towards him.

John’s attempted dodge succeeded with him taking cover behind a stone wall except for half his tail being cut off, leaving a singed stump of what was left. The pain from having his tail cut and burned off made him want to roar in pain but chose to keep his mouth shut as to feint not being affected by her attack.

John was thinking frightening fast about what he should do as he knew from his slight injury that still hurt that every second mattered. He knew that she had the advantage with her light magic at this very moment, and with him not knowing a thing about her other than she called herself a god, he knew this was a fight he was not prepared for at all.

He had many ideas, but the most appealing was the mob rush, a strategic plan of ordering nearby minions to rush a target giving the master time to do what’s needed, in his case, either run or deliver a crippling attack while she’s distracted. John had thought of such a plan wouldn’t be used until he reached one of the other two worlds on his to-do list. Without letting another second go by, he sent out the order to his zombies hiding in the woods outside the army base’s perimeter.

Just as John had sent out his order, his left foot broke through the drainage grate he was standing on, making him fall a little to his left. In his mind, John had said damn, but suddenly another crescent wave of light sliced through the wall cutting off his right horn and just grazing his forehead while leaving the wall intact.

This time it was painful enough to have made him roar loudly in anguish. He wanted to quickly question how his luck had just saved him, but he quickly remembered two things; one he remembered the Dues Ex Machina system that Dixie had mentioned before(ch.5), the second was how much he really wanted to smash this bitches head in.

Getting back up, he quickly jumped away from the wall before rushing towards it with his arms crossed to smash through it to catch her off guard. As he ran towards the wall and broke through it, he motioned his left hand into an upward clawing swing, but was met with a barrier of light that repelled him into another wall 15 meters behind him.

Getting back up and brushing off the dust and singed bone particulates, he sees the woman now floating in the air within a light barrier made up of hexagons before it disappears. Although she had the advantage, John could see what she couldn’t and wanted to see how far her head was up her a.s.s, so he tried to point towards what he saw, but finally noticed his missing left forearm and badly burning arm bone. Finally, noticing the pain that he had been suppressing mentally finally kicks in, making him roar louder than he had ever before.

He knew this was nothing compared to evolution, but it was still painful as hell. Trying his best to ignore the pain, he continued to look at her and point behind her with his right hand this time and said, “Look behind you!”

“Like I would fall for such childish OOF…” The woman said before she was tackled from the air by a rather huskie zombie that made it’s way to the second floor and made a spectacular pounce on the woman who had let her barrier down out of c.o.c.kiness.

“Zombies shouldn’t be able to move this fast!” She yelled out as she attempted to fly into the air but was quickly anchored as John had grabbed hold of her by the ankle with his {Darkness Manipulation}.

Not having enough time to free herself, she swings her sword of light at the first zombie slicing it in half while catching it on fire at the same time. She materializes a shield of light in her other hand and quickly smashes a zombie backward into a couple of other zombies behind it, catching them all on fire a well.

Seeing this as the best chance he’s going to get, John quickly sinks into his own shadow and rises from behind her and swinging as hard as he could upward with his right set of claws, completely cutting off four of her beautiful right wings. Her scream was quite loud over the m.o.a.ns and growls of the hundreds of zombies that had rushed and surrounded her after breaking down the gates and fences surrounding them.

Many zombies grabbed and yanked on her shiny dress of gold thread while many tried shredding her skin with their teeth and claws, but all their attempts to injure her failed due to her seemingly soft and smooth skin being far too hard for their rotten, rough, though and jagged jaws. Although none of them could damage her skin, they were still able to increase the damage to her already exposed flesh from the wound John had inflicted which seemed to have hurt her more by how her screams became louder.

As things looked good for John, something didn’t feel right to him as if all his senses were telling him to run. He didn’t know why, but he complied and flew into the air with insane speed but was too late as the woman had yelled, “Enough!!!”

All of a sudden rays of light permeated through the horde of zombies piled on top of her and in that instant a bright flash of light illuminated the entire area. John could tell this wasn’t good as this supposed goddess was seemed incredibly mad now. Just as he was about to flee the area all the light from the surrounding began be drawn inward toward the center of the pile of hungary corpses. Even the light from the sun itself began to be absorbed towards the woman leaving the surrounding area of the base and small portion of Hornbrew city in complete darkness as if there was something massive casting a shadow over miles of land.

Something horrifying was about to happen so before it could John gave his wings one good flap and was about to be well on his way before he was yanked viciously back by a yellow chain of light. John looked back to see the woman with her hand sticking out of a zombies back with a tight grip on the chain. Over the m.o.a.ns and growls, her voice could be heard saying, “Your not going anywhere!”

Just as she had said that, she gave it a slight tugs the chain of light downward, sending John back to the ground with such force dirt, dust, and rubble was sent flying just over 36 meters into the sky as leaving behind a crater similar the one John had arrived in after being sent back by the gods.

Seeing her still absorbing light and binding him, he summoned just over 300 {Dark Spears} while gathering darkness to his remaining hand into the shape of a one-sided blade half a meter long. As he slashes at the chain of light, he rains down the {Black Spears} down upon her and his zombies, but before the first {Dark Spear} could reach her body, which was now shining brightly like a bulb with a lampshade riddled with holes, a bright light shines brightly through the zombies piled on her. Afterward, the zombies are all flung in multiple directions, and not even a second later, an explosive wave of light could be seen burning the zombies to ash and completely eradicating everything as it quickly spread in a radius around the woman.

Rendered temporarily unconscious by the blast,John wakes up to see the woman, now a giant about the size of his Tree of Death back in the Mojave Desert, looks down at whats left of him which was nothing but his badly cracked skull which was not missing several teeth and his remaining horn.

John began wondering if this was it, if this was how his quest will end with him just barely starting. He wanted to be angry yet laughed instead as he found it pitiful of how helpless he had become so helpless that he could tell that his own laughter was nothing but mask for his dispair of his current perdicament.

Just as the woman looked down on John she said, “Now this stupid war between us gods can end.”

John listened to her words carefully, thinking back to himself and wondering what war she was talking about as he watched her lift her feet preparing to stomp his existence into oblivion with her massive shining sandal. Just as her foot was about to send him into the after life once again, massive chains made made from Darkness magic wrap around her throat, arms, and legs yanking her backwards on to her back landing on whats left of the military base after the explosion.

John looks and sees the Goddess of Darkness, who was the same massive size of the woman who claimed to be the goddess of light. John watches on as the woman struggled to escape from her binding while looking at her surprise attacker with nothing but disdain and hatred.

“You temptress how dare you!? Release me and fight me with some honor!” The woman screams loudly as she was being swallowed by a massive shadow under. Before that could happen she shrinks to her original form releasing her from the chains and tries to teleport when a {Dark sword pierces her c.h.e.s.t. Although she still managed to escape, John looked on as he could tell from this confrontation that what was happening was clearly out of his league. While he was lost for words the Goddess of Darkness approached his skull while shrinking down.

Finally, at John’s skull, the Goddess of Darkness picks him up and says, “Well wasn’t that there a close one. To think that a rebellion would start over you. Oh well, I would ask you how your doing but it’s evident.”

“Are you going to tell me why I was being attack or not, better what war are you talking about.” John says as he looks at the only thing he could, which was the Goddess of Darkness pubescent face.

John hadn’t realized it when he first met the gods who gave him the quest, but they all vary in age most looking around their 20’s and 30’s while one or two looked very young and old. The Goddess of Darkness was young and probably just a few years older than Joselin.

“That was a god who didn’t want to fall in line with the way we chose to exterminate the humans on the Trinity of Worlds. SOOooo she organized a rebellion and created her little army to try and overthrow us mainstream gods and kill you before you get any further. Are you happy with that answer? She askes as she summons a shadow below John with the attempt to drop him through it. Where? John didn’t know?

“I thought you and the other gods that I met before were the only ones. Why wasn’t I told about these other gods, and can I be healed now instead of being held by your small hands.” John said.

“Firstly, that was on a need to know basis, not even the fairy that came with your system knew about the rest as she was nothing but a very religious royal guard to the fairy queen on earth 1. Second, Healing magic and undead beings don’t go together like exposed wires next to a gas pump. Your only hope to get another body is to evolve so good luck with that I have to go back and handle some other gods. Oh and beware That bitch the Goddess of Light brought a shit ton of her light based forces to kill you and your minions. Toodles!” The Goddess of Darkness says as she drops John through the shadow revealing the otherside to be none other than the main room of the Grave Center as he smashes through the round table where a scared and sad Joselin was sitting.

As his vision began to blur and darken John tell his was fainting. Although he wanted to hurry and evolve so he could get another body he was too tired and broken. He looked at his stats window to see that he only had 15 hp left while ignoring his other stats that had grown since his last evolution. He puts his stats away and just recedes into unconsciousness while Joselin calls for help from Dixie and Joseph their connection with John.

So many new variables with some many new problems, John just wanted sleep among the broken pieces of the round table. John could only think ‘a new new shit’ as he dozed off.