World End Tempest!
Indra hurled his Vajra.
Not as a mere projectile, but a command, a showcase of his authority over the skies.
The moment the divine weapon left his grip, the sky answered. Clouds collapsed inward, folding over each other as if seized by an invisible hand. Wind screamed as pressure multiplied, air layers twisting violently as the storm was born not from weather, but from authority.
This was not a simple hurricane...
It was the size of a massive cyclone, yet it was a hurricane... if it could even be called that, true to it's name, it seemed as if it could devour and destroy the entire world.
The atmosphere itself was forced into obedience. Lightning threaded through the storm enforcing it, increasing the threat multiple times over... But, it was not just normal lightning, it was divine lightning.
Any being once trapped within the whirlwind would get disintegrated by the raging divine thunder.
Each rotation carried Indra's will, domination layered over force, authority embedded into motion.
The sky was being twisted at a conceptual level.
The ocean far below was pulled upward, water tearing from the surface in massive spirals, rising into the storm as if gravity had been rewritten. The horizon curved. The clouds compressed so densely they glowed from friction alone.
If left unchecked, the storm would not merely ravage the island.
It would tear through continents.
It would spiral across the world until nothing remained untouched.
Magdaran stood still as he assessed the incoming attack.
The wind did not push him back. The pressure did not bend him. Unimaginable levels of Touki were reinforcing his body, space protecting him from all directions.
His eyes tracked the incoming tempest with cold precision.
Every storm had an eye.
This one was no different.
Spear of Destruction.
The words were spoken softly. But the affects which followed were anything but soft.
As he raised his hand, pointing towards the attack,
Reality reacted instantly.
Space in front of Magdaran collapsed inward, disintegrating from existence. Light dimmed around the point as if afraid to approach. The air grew heavy, not from pressure, but from absence.
Then violet erupted.
A lance of condensed destruction pierced reality, a spear so focused that its edges appeared razor thin, yet its presence distorted everything around it. The air screamed as the concept behind the attack asserted itself.
This was not merely an energy attack.
This was negation. Destruction in it's purest form.
The spear struck the heart of the storm.
For a fraction of a second, the world held still.
Then the storm screamed.
The eye collapsed as destruction drilled through it, unraveling the internal structure. Winds screamed outward violently as the storm lost cohesion, lightning snapping erratically as authority was stripped from motion.
The collision detonated.
The storm imploded inward while destruction surged outward, the two forces tearing at each other violently. The sky split open as shockwaves rippled across layers of atmosphere. Clouds were shredded into nothing. Lightning was erased mid-strike.
The aftermath punched outward like a shockfront, racing across the sea and vaporizing water into mist.
Indra landed lightly atop the dispersing clouds, his form steady despite the chaos.
His eyes gleamed.
"So you can counter that," he said calmly. "Interesting."
Magdaran exhaled slowly.
"Storms rely on volume, it was a simple area of effect attack, good for fighting against armies, bad for 1vs1s" he replied.
Indra laughed.
Thunder rolled with his voice.
"Then let us see how you handle something focused."
He raised his hand.
The sky darkened instantly.
Heavenfall Mandala.
The clouds did not rotate this time.
They fractured, cleaving the skies.
Thousands of circular formations manifested across the sky, each one glowing with divine sigils. Lightning condensed within each ring, compressed into perfect spheres of radiant thunder.
They hovered for a heartbeat.
Then descended.
Not together.
Sequentially.
Layered.
A rain of judgment.
Each bolt fell independently, not aimed randomly, but guided by Indra's authority. Space buckled as thousands of divine strikes tore downward, each one capable of erasing cities.
And strangely, it would seem each 'drops' of this rain would fall straight on Magdaran.
Magdaran's eyes narrowed.
"Spatial lattice," he muttered.
The air around him shattered.
Invisible planes of warped space snapped into existence, intersecting at impossible angles. Each descending bolt struck a plane and vanished, redirected elsewhere, folded away into empty distance.
But Indra adapted instantly.
The bolts changed.
Authority surged.
The lightning began to bend mid-fall, forcing its way through distortions, punching through space itself.
Magdaran clicked his tongue.
"So you can pierce through space," he said. "That complicates things. Somewhat..."
He raised both hands.
Destruction bloom.
The air erupted.
Hundreds of violet detonations bloomed outward, each one a compact implosion of annihilation. They collided with incoming lightning, erasing divine energy mid-descent.
The sky turned into a battlefield.
Thunder and destruction clashed endlessly, explosions blooming like stars, shockwaves tearing through cloud layers. The atmosphere groaned as laws were bent repeatedly in seconds.
Indra descended through the chaos, lightning coiling around him like living serpents.
Dominion Breaker.
He thrust Vajra forward.
A massive bolt erupted, thicker than a mountain, carrying not just power, but command. Space folded beneath it, crushed under divine authority.
Magdaran did not retreat.
He stepped forward. Again switching back to the concept of space, but this time, for attack.
Space sever.
The world split.
A vertical rift tore open, slicing the bolt cleanly in half. Both halves screamed as they were flung sideways, detonating far from the battlefield.
Indra landed, feet touching air as if it were solid.
"You do not yield," he said, amused. "Good. It is just getting interesting."
Magdaran smirked faintly.
"You talk too much for someone throwing weather tantrums."
Indra laughed again.
Then spread his arms wide.
Sky Sovereign Arsenal.
The clouds behind him solidified.
Dozens of divine weapons manifested from condensed thunder. Spears, blades, chakrams, hammers, all formed from lightning bound by authority. Each weapon hummed with destructive potential.
They launched simultaneously.
Magdaran's mind accelerated.
Vectors calculated instantly.
He snapped his fingers.
Spatial scatter.
The space around him fragmented into mirrored segments. Weapons vanished upon entry, reappearing elsewhere, colliding with each other, detonating harmlessly in the distance.
But some broke through.
Indra adjusted.
The weapons began phasing, slipping between distortions, guided by sheer will.
Magdaran grinned.
"Finally."
Indra thought that he had broken through his attack, and his defence at this moment might be lower than general.
Absolute trajectory.
Invisible lines snapped into existence.
Every incoming weapon was marked.
Magdaran moved.
Not teleporting.
Not dodging.
He stepped through space itself, appearing between weapons, his movements precise and terrifyingly efficient. Destruction flared from his hands as he shattered weapons mid-flight, detonations blooming harmlessly behind him.
Then, almost instantly, two spears of destruction were launched towards Indra.
Magdaran had unleashed it from a different dimension, combining both this conceptual powers together, the attack was nearly impossible to avoid.
It would suddenly appear in front of Indra, with the spear of Destruction even removing the fluctuations caused by the spatial movement.
Indra's eyes widened as the two spears of conceptual destructions suddenly appeared in front of him.
It was far too late to charge an attack on his own right now, so he chose to use a pre charged weapon instead.
Vasavi Shakti!
Pashupatiastra!
The two divine weapons appeared instantly, in front of the incoming spears, and collided with them.
The collision of the attacks almost instantly set off an explosion, if it were an ordinary one, Indra might not even need to defend against it, but this explosion was the result of conceptual attack, which meant that Indra needed to take this seriously.
Divine energy wrapped his body as Indra was blasted breaking the barriers of sound multiple times over.
But, in the end, it did not injure him, after all, if even this could injure him, he wouldn't be much of the Strongest God King, would he?
Balancing himself, Indra regained his focus, he was surprised by the attack, and he had to admit, that the opponent he was facing, was not only powerful, but also very smart...
Conceptual Space and Conceptual Destruction, both were powerful abilities, but most would only use one ability at once, not like Magdaran, using ultimate space move to hide and instantly attack with ultimate destruction move...
Indra observed Magdaran in the distance intently.
"That was a power attack. And a sinister one too, Maybe, I should say, as expected of a devil, Insidious as ever." Indra laughed solemnly.
"I have to be," Magdaran replied. "You hit like an entire pantheon."
"Hahaha, then you shall understand, I am just getting started."
Indra raised Vajra again.
Storm Crown.
A halo of lightning formed above his head, rotating slowly. Each rotation intensified the storm, compressing energy until the air screamed from density alone.
Magdaran countered instantly.
Destruction mantle.
Violet energy wrapped around him, not flaring outward, but clinging tightly, erasing anything that touched it.
The two charged simultaneously.
Thunder met annihilation.
The collision shattered the clouds entirely.
The sky cleared violently, revealing fractured blue above, while shockwaves rippled across the sea below, carving trenches into water.
They separated mid-air, both unharmed.
Indra was smiling now.
Not angrily.
Genuinely.
"It has been a long time," he admitted, "since someone forced me to escalate. I haven't fought a fight like this in a long... long time."
Magdaran rolled his neck.
"Same. Most people break before this."
"Really? Then why does it seems like my reports say that you have fought only two battles of note before, One with Rizevim, and one with your queen, Scathach.
Are you sure you are not exaggerating here?" Indra laughed as he teased Magdaran.
He had had enough of the one sided verbal barrage before, although he must admit, he isn't exactly the best at talks like this, but now that there was an opportunity, he wouldn't miss taking revenge on Magdaran.
"And, I spoke the truth. They lost way before you, a single conceptual attack was enough." Magdaran replied with a passive face.
"True. Anyways, let's continue."
Indra lifted his hand.
Heaven Rend Barrage.
The sky responded instantly.
Massive bolts fell continuously, not aimed, but saturating the battlefield entirely. There was no safe space, no gap, no pause.
Magdaran spread his arms.
Spatial displacement field.
The battlefield twisted.
Lightning struck, only to reappear elsewhere, redirected endlessly, crashing harmlessly into empty ocean or dissipating into space folds.
The two hovered amid chaos.
Neither advancing.
Neither retreating.
Only attacking.
Indra unleashed technique after technique.
Thunder domain.
Judgment waves.
Skyfall spear.
Magdaran responded in kind.
Void lance.
Space compression blast.
Destruction arc.
Each clash shook the world.
Yet something shifted.
The tension eased, somewhere down the line, the animosity between the two subsided.
Instead, they continued just because they enjoyed the fight.
Indra laughed mid-cast.
Storm Devastation Array.
Magdaran answered instantly.
Destruction resonance cannon.
The two attacks collided head-on.
The explosion erased sound.
The sky went white.
When it cleared, both still stood.
Indra's grin widened.
"Impressive. This blast was exquisite. You are not as frail as the rest of your devil kind."
Magdaran smirked.
"And you are not as weak as your mythology suggests."
Indra threw his head back and laughed.
The storm intensified again.
Not with anger.
With enthusiasm.
"Very well," he declared. "Let us see how long this dance lasts."
Magdaran's eyes gleamed.
"Gladly."
The sky darkened once more.
Thunder and destruction surged.
And the clash continued, not as a battle for dominance, but as a contest of will, power, and exhilaration, with neither side showing the slightest intention of stopping.
But, as the two were fighting, another figure instantly appeared near the field.
"Problem children... Problem children everywhere..."
Vajra- Detonation!
Destruction Barrier!
As Magdaran and Indra shouted and unleashed their next attack, the figure sighed, then, suddenly, he picked up his weapon, A trident, and pointed towards the two attacks about to collide.
Pralaya.
With a word, the supposed explosion, which was about to happen, vanished, as if it didn't exist at all.
"Huh?!" Magdaran and Indra reacted at the same time.
Their attacks, which was conceptual level, had just vanished...
They were both serious...
Which only meant one thing, the one who stopped the attack just now, had to be stronger than both of them.
And with their senses, they were almost instantly able to find the figure which had obliterated their attack, because he made no attempts to hide himself at all.
"S...Shiva?" Indra stammered, slightly blushing, maybe due to guilt... Because he did indeed go quite a bit... free... while enjoying himself just now.
Magdaran also went instantly cautious the moment he heard the name. Shiva... The strongest god, stronger than even the Biblical God.
He knew that if a fight broke out, he was done for.
"Do the two of you know what kind of ruckus you just caused? I had to put up a barrier personally to keep the damage limited, and even that was too late.
Now, Brahma is out there still doing repair work. Even many humans died, we had to resurrect many of them, but some were just erased due to your conceptual powers.
Do the two of you realize what you have just done?" Shiva spoke with an annoyed expression on his face, these two troublemakers were really making trouble for him.
"Umm... Sorry?" Magdaran said, with the politest act he could pull off.
"Ughh, It was all that brat's fault, he was trespassing on our lands, and he mocked me too, I had no other option." Indra defended himself trying to push all the blame to Magdaran.
"Really? His fault? This is not even in India, you were here just to look for an excuse to fight.
And you had no option because he mocked you? What are you, a preschooler?" Shiva said rubbing his temple in frustration.
"Umm, well, he was really mean... And, he is kind of a threat too..." Indra defended, drops of sweat forming on his face.
"Oh? And what about the part where you were just enjoying the fight, and just hurling large area attacks at each other?" Shiva questioned.
"That... ughhh... Wait, why are you only questioning me? Shouldn't you be questioning him? He was the reason for it all, right?" Indra found no way to defend himself, so he just gave up defence, and started accusing Shiva instead.
"Indra... he's eighteen... And you are, what? eighteen million?
Why are you acting like the kid here? you two messed up, sure. But he's just a kid.
Am I supposed to question the child now?
Have some shame... You are a god king... And, he was just having a vacation here from what I know, you were the one who jumped here to attack him.
As for him 'trespassing' our territory... when exactly did Bali fall under that rule? Did you make a new one and forgot to inform me?" Shiva sighed once again, the situation was rather embarrassing for him.
"Umm, Sorry?" Indra finally asked for foregiveness.
"Look at the kid, that was the first thing he said.
At least, he knows how to be polite." Shiva snorted.
"Alright, alright. I get it, I messed up, I will not do it again." Indra dismissed trying to run away.
"Really?" Shiva questioned with a smirk.
"Ughhh..." Some things are better left unanswered, at least, that was what was going inside Indra's mind right now.
Shiva turned his attention to Magdaran.
"And you child, You messed up too.
But, Like I said, you are a child, and you are very polite too.
I will forgive you this time around." Shiva said with a smile.
"Thank you, Lord Shiva." Magdaran thanked instantly with a sigh, he was prepared for a lecture, after seeing Indra's condition, but thankfully, Shiva was kinder than he expected.
"And your destruction, it's interesting.
I would like to invite you to my abode right now, but if you instantly appear, there will be far too little time to arrange a feast, and Parvati will get really angry about that.
So, what about this Ravivaar?... No, wait, you guys call it Sunday, yes.
If you don't have a problem, then you are welcome at my home on Sunday... afternoon?
Oh, and don't forget to bring your Queen or Fiancee. Maybe your entire peerage if you want." Shiva invited Magdaran with a smile.
"Umm, I will be there, Thank you for the invitation, Lord Shiva." Magdaran bowed.
"Now now, no need to be so formal, since you have accepted, you are already my guest, and in my culture, guests are very respected.
So, go and meet you family now, kid. They have been rather worried waiting in that dimension.
And, I will be awaiting your arrival on Sunday." Shiva smiled.
Magdaran on the other hand was shocked, how did Shiva know about Rias and the others being worried in a different dimension? Even he did not know that!
And he created the fucking dimension!
"Oh, my eyes are a bit special, if that's what you are wondering.
Anyways, bye bye, still have a lot of work, cleaning up the messes you guys created." Shiva explained and vanished from his spot.
Magdaran in the meantime, was just standing, contemplating everything which had happened today.
"Umm, good fight, Kid... You are welcome in Devloka too, if you want?" Indra said with a blush, embarrassed.
"Really? After you just tried throwing me under the bus?" Magdaran rolled his eyes.
"Hey hey, you have only seen the normal him, you don't know how scary Shiva gets when he is angry!" Indra defended himself.
Magdaran just snorted unwilling to listen any further. Although the fight was enjoyable, the betrayal at the end was stinging.
Better to check on the girls, instead of listening to the embarrassed god king's failed attempts at asking for apology.
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Yo!
Sorry for the delay, but the chilling winter struck, and I got a cold, really a pain to write when you have headache, fever and cough.
So, the chapter got delayed a bit.
And the next chapter is gonna be peak, so stand ready for it's arrival.