Wudang: Legends Of Qi Earth - Chapter 195 Vatican City III

The fire mask showed up on his face as he rushed forwards, the spear older in the back of the golem returning back to his hand as he drew close enough to it. Roots rose up out of the ground, slowly wrapping around the body of the golem as keeping it in place as Cross leaped and hacked at it’s face with her massive broad sword, before following it up with smash from her tower shield the forced the head of the golem to snap back.

Alex and Khan drew closer, Khan turned himself into wind and attempted to. Drill into the body of the golem, but he was blasted back by an unknown energy as Alex moved forwards with his arms outstretched and pointed at the golem. He drew upon his spirit, Qi and Mana as he casted his first spell in battle whilst giving an order to his follows.

“All of you keep your weapons away! Or anything metal on your body!” it was a shocking order, but it was one that they were rather not adverse to following as they kept their weapons back and gave the Golem a little bit more distance for Alex to come and touch it.

( Earth Element Variation: Metal: Magnetize)

A greyish silver spell circle appeared on the back of the golem, glowing brightly and seemingly vibrating. The golden wings of energy on the back of the golem flapped and smacked Alex away, smashing him into the ground just as the effects of the spell took place. Within the entire square and encompassing much of the surrounding villas and streets, anything made of metal began to slowly vibrate.

Alex and the other’s quickly gathered themselves, as Alex quickly used his flames to etch a defensive formation around them. They turned their attention to the golem that was flapping it’s energy wings, slowly gaining speed and altitudes as it attempted to fly up and free it self from the massive roots Devonte had used in binding it, but neither Alex, Khan or Devonte were having.

(Life Element: Summon Thorn)

Three massive meter wide and almost fifteen foot long thorn vines shot out of the ground and into the body of the golem, securely holding it in place and forcing it to release a roar of indignation as more holes were liked into it’s body, and the lights within it were shining out in an exquisite light show. And then a spoon flew into it’s eyes and remained stuck there.

But the spoon was just the beginning as soon there were cups, plates, lots and pans. Then it got bigger and there were tables, chairs, drums, then bicycles, scooters, bikes, and soon enough a car joined into the mix as everything with metal within a two kilometer radius was attached to the body of the golem with a loud bang. It was completely tied down.

Alex and the others tried and made sure that they were able to help people who were caught under the effect of the spell and dragged towards the obelisk golem. Luckily for them the radius wasn’t too big, and things like Automobiles weren’t in use this close to the Obelisk, and it was easier to get rid of other metallic things as long as you’re not too stubborn to let it go. Now instead of a massive ferocious golem, what they could all see, was heap of rock and metal, still might spilled out from cracks almost as if the golem was planning an ultimate move.

“Master what ever move it’s planning, we can’t let it release it!” Devonte shouted as they all ran towards the golem.

“I know!” Alex replied Ashe leaped into the air,(Nameless) turning a fiery red as Alex used the body of the Golem as a stepping stone, running till he got to the top of it’s head, before jumping up.

(Wind God Martial Series: Movement: Wind Stride Of The Seven Heavens)

Alex’s form cluttered into the air, moving around the head of the golem like a dragon fly, leaving behind cloudy afterimages. He went higher, reach a height of about 60 meters above the Golem, before angling himself downwards, his gifts blaze as his spear suddenly took on the illusory form of a blazing red dragon. But that wasn’t enough for Alex as the flames changed from a bright orange to a light green and the subsequently reddish black! He shot down from the sky like a meteor, heading straight for the head of the golem, as the lights coming from it’s body seemed to grow in intensity.

Alex fell, down swiftly, his movements seen clearly by many who had chosen to give a wide berth to the fight, he was like a dark angel, falling from the heavens, fire and blackness and red, sin and despair; but power without compare. The golem raised it’s head where it’s one eye was exposed under the covers of numerous metal objects, just in time for Alex’s strike to reach home.

(Dragon Fall)

*BOOOOM!*

The earth shook and vibrated as an explosion so powerful rocked the square. The villas around survived it, but all of their windows, glasses and mirrors, even those not in direct contact but close enough to feel the sound of the explosion shattered. A shockwave spread out in wide radius, carrying with it smoke and embers of flames, entwined within the embrace of black ash. It was death in it’s most painful and truest form, and it obscured the sights of everyone watching from a distance.

The wind seemed to shift, and the black Ash rapidly reversed, and everyone watched with baited breaths and shocked expressions as the flames and smoke and ashes were absorbed back into Alex’s body. His like shirtless form was seen standing over a heap of molten metal and rock. Magma looked around his feet, and his orange hair and tattooed body painted a sharp contrast with the light of the setting sun. Couple that with the mask on his face and many would say he looked heroic, but a majority would know and say, that they were looking…at a villain.

Alex watched as a stream of bright golden light flew out of the rubble and up into the sky, moving specifically in the direction where he had met the saint Peter, whatever the case may be, he reckoned that was a piece of the angel that would set him free. But there was still something left behind, and that was the eye of the golem. He bent down and picked it up, however the didn’t seem to be a good idea as the moment he did so, his mind went blank.

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He noticed himself flying, the clouds felt so good as they hugged his wings, the wind itself his companion as it carried him ahead on it’s swiftness and kindest of currents. It was freedom and it was power, he saw himself soaring over the Nile, it was fun poking fun at Sobek and watching as Ra’s chariot flew over head.

And then there was the desert in all it’s beauty, endless stretches of golden grains and heat, it used to be filled with such great life and water. And then there was the pyramid vast monuments built to his glory and worship, the Sphinx was always in a mood for a little word game, and Bastet still loved chasing after his shadow, this was the life of a god, his life.

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Alex pulled back as he fell backwards, his breaths heavy and his body drenched in sweat, the golem’s eye was gone! But his body felt weird and he was terribly shaken by the turn of events. He had no idea why, but there was this feeling of loss, and emptiness, he couldn’t help but shakily get back up to his feet and ask.

“Nezha! What the hell was that?”

However Nezha was silent, of rather it seemed as if he was not willing to talk, or he was building his courage. Eventually Alex heard him sigh as he finally answered.

(That was the Eye of Horus; he’s….was a god)

Louis and the others quickly reached Alex and dragged him along as they made their way towards the cathedral being led by Cross. But he was just being pulled along as he couldn’t even pay attention to his surrounding, instead listening to what Nezha had to say.

(During the great war he was one of the last Gods to fall, but while most of the gods had chosen to become godly spirits, giving up our immortal bodies for spirit ones, Horus chose to stay back and buy us time.

The fact that I’m here today as a spirit of this mantle is due to him. There’s no reincarnation for a god, he died, and all that was left of him is this eyeball. Apart from stories about him, an eye is all that’s left of the great Horus.)

From the way it sounded, it seemed as if Nezha and Horus were close friends, but Alex had lost the eye! It was just in his hands and then when he came to it was gone. But Nezha’s next sentence sent Alex for a loop.

(He would be proud that it’s now yours. You wear it well) all Alex could say to that was….

“What?”