Heavenly Opposers-Chapter 266 - 265-Battle Of Domains.

The auras of the two started to rise against each other, a form of madness taking place as a change took place in the center of the arena. A figure began to form as the MC of the match, a very cute fairy, easy on the eyes, appeared. Her cute appearance looked extremely attractive as she brought the mic to her lips.

"Hello everyone! Are you all ready to witness an amazing fight?"

Her appearance looked a bit comical as she wasn’t looking at the two of them, but instead was facing forward. However, neither Azrail nor his opponent laughed at it, for they wouldn’t be able to see it, but millions might be watching this fight of theirs, all seated in their own places, or already all of them together.

"Today will be more of a challenging match between the members of Olympus! A fixed match between the most recently well-renowned genius and a warrior who has made a name for himself!"

Saying so, the fairy did a twirl, its wings fluttering as its fairy dust spread all around. The female fairy’s hand went towards the Pyrrhonic Guardian, its flaming body still standing strong, its heat affecting the whole atmosphere as the fairy shouted out.

"On the right, we have the Pyrrhonic Guardian, a fiery warrior who has made his name across the cosmos, a genius in his own right, currently ranked in the mid-rankings of the platinum tiers! One called the Fiery_Clash!"

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Azrail didn’t hear the cheers, but he was sure they took place for him, the ones maybe being held directly into his ears as the fairy turned towards Azrail, her hand now pointing at him as she spoke.

"The other one, his opponent, being an enigma, a super genius that came from nowhere, wielding the power of death! A genius that joined Olympus and a newbie to the whole cosmic fighting, the one currently called DeathMark!"

Azrail didn’t hear any claps as he stood strong, his facial features still obscured from sight. The fairy, still floating in the center with a smile on her face, continued speaking.

"This fight can be seen as more towards an inner faction fight of the cosmic realm within the Olympus faction! A rivalry between Apollo and Hera! With the stakes more important for DeathMark as he makes his mark on the whole cosmos!"

Saying so, the fairy floated toward Azrail, her sparkling cute form right in front of him as she asked.

"Say, Mr. DeathMark, what do you feel at this moment? Are you confident? Anxious? Or excited?"

The little speaker pointed to his lips after she asked the question, to which Azrail, looking at the fairy, spoke in a cold, hardened, dead-like tone.

"I don’t have much expectation."

His words made the fairy pout as she asked.

"Come on! There must be more to it! Give me more!"

She shouted, yet Azrail as DeathMark remained silent, nothing given to which Azrail saw the fairy’s lips twitch as she turned around and shouted.

"Looks like DeathMark’s voice and opinion are as dead as his element!"

With that, she huffed cutely and placed herself in front of Fiery_Clash as she asked.

"What do you feel?"

"Confidence in victory."

Fiery_Clash responded, his voice confident yet determined, knowing how important it was to take Azrail out. Thus, the fairy shouted.

"Now that’s the spirit! Looks like we have the great fiery spirit of the Pyrrhonic Guardians here! Will DeathMark be burned to a crisp and fade to nothing, or will Fiery_Clash take the brunt of the newbie?"

As the fairy asked this question, she floated right in the center again, her gaze being directed towards a specific direction as she spoke.

"Today’s battle will no doubt be one to remember. Today we shall see if a genius will rise or fall into the books of unknown history! So without further ado, let us begin the battle!"

With that shout, the fairy disappeared, leaving the two to face each other, the side of Fiery_Clash getting hotter, while the side of DeathMark feeling the coldness of death, started to turn colder, their auras clashing against each other with the atmosphere itself shifting from the pressure, and thus, with that, a timer appeared right above them.

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At the last call, the fight began, at least in the eyes of the viewers it did. Azrail stood facing his enemy, the pressure just increasing as the fire started to spread from all around, the firepower increasing, waves of fire forming a circle all around Fiery_Clash, thus from behind him, a fiery power started to form.

-->Domain Expansion: Eternal Solar Inferno<--

The domain of Fiery_Clash started to spread out, and the world around him started to be consumed by a massive, blinding sun that hovered in the sky, radiating intense heat and light. The ground started to turn into molten lava, and the air shimmered with waves of heat. The sky was an endless, fiery horizon, where the sun’s rays extended infinitely, making it impossible for anyone to escape the light and heat.

The back of Fiery_Clash within this whole atmosphere turned red and fire-filled as the domain’s expansion moved towards Azrail, who, still standing coldly dressed within his dark cloak, activated the domain he had set up, one created from the legends of the past, one similar to a fearful one of the past, one enough to etch his name into the minds of everyone watching.

’Lets start shall we?’

Azrail thought as his domain expanded.

-->Domain Expansion: Necropolis of the Eternal Requiem<--

The surroundings dissolved into a bleak, infinite graveyard stretching endlessly in all directions from Azrail. The sky above turned into a deep, abyssal black, with no stars or moon—only an oppressive void. Monolithic tombstones and crumbling mausoleums emerged from the ground, each inscribed with the names of the long-forgotten dead.

A thick, cold mist rolled through the graveyard, carrying the faint whispers of lost souls. In the center of the domain, a colossal black obelisk loomed, pulsing with dark energy that seemed to draw all light and life toward it.

The two domains moved forward and clashed, the powers ruffling against each other. The beginning fights of those that created their own domain begin with domains hitting each other, the quality, law, and strengths added to the domain will determine which domain would come out victorious, the more powerful one taking the enemy into a completely unfamiliar world.

In this case, even with quality, Fiery_Clash should have the advantage due to the fact that he stays in a higher realm of power. The quality of Fiery_Clash’s domain is among the most powerful ones, making his domain one not to be messed around with, its power being even strengthened by the divinity flowing on his body as a gift from Apollo.

Thus, an extreme amount of confidence had filled Fiery_Clash’s face as his domain went forth to fight with DeathMark’s domain. Even with the element of death, Fiery_Clash believed that with the fire that grants life and the power of the sun, he would emerge victorious, but all that soon came crashing down.

The moment Fiery_Clash’s domain struck the one of Azrail’s, it broke apart like paper as Azrail’s domain completely swallowed up Fiery_Clash. His expression of astonishment was something to be seen, yet it would not match the expressions of the extremely powerful ones watching, the similarity of the domain known just to the top.

And the indications of that being extremely dangerous as the expressions of those at the top turned for the worse, meanwhile, Azrail, standing in the middle of it all, had a calm mind as he thought.

’So let the shit fest begin.’