Dao Ma roared as he poured everything he had inside him without holding back. The space inside the Eternal Flower was special, every action made here was a million times harder, and with every move you made, the strain increased until it would crush even a Major god under its weight.
Only the bold and the fearless would ever choose to battle on it. Today Dao Ma added a new candidate to this short list; only those without hope would battle here, and only those who were about to die would battle here.
His scales turned purple and his face shrank, assuming a more humanoid form, he may have failed his Ascension to become a Major god, but he had gained some benefit, certain insights about that level of power came to him and certain truths were understood.
Purple hair burst out from his scalp and he roared as he attacked.
Rowan paused for a short moment observing the god, and he sighed internally, if this god had survived, his human form would have been beautiful. His purple scale glinted in the light and his features were even more beautiful than those of Rowan.
"I shall not go quietly into the dark!" Dao Ma screamed.
"It matters not," Rowan responded, and he received the attack of the god, and the Angels above went still as they watched the first of the many battles that would occur soon.
The death of Dao Ma would spark a war that would raze across the galaxy, and they stood as witnesses as the Creator began his move on this galactic chess board.
Dao Ma made thousands of moves every second, his whip and short spear moving with such quickness that they left countless trails in the air, and even Rowan could not keep up using Envy even as he burned his vitality using Eruption, if not for the assistance of his Ouroboros Serpents that served as both his shield and spear, he would have lost in the first two seconds.
Countless moves were made and countered and Rowan tasked his Many consciousness to activate Eruption at the precise moment he needed it, else he would have burned through his time limits in the first few seconds of battle
A display of amazing martial intricacy followed. Dao Ma's whip covered every angle, assaulting the six Ouroboros Serpent and Rowan at the same time. His spear was like lightning bolts, fast and unpredictable, it was as if he could not feel the growing strain of battling on the Eternal Flower, and his beautiful face lit up in pure excitement.
At the moment of his death, he was living life to the fullest!
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