” I won’t ask for your name fool, because unlike me ur name is not even worthy for me to remember.

Since you have already dared to kill my men, allow me to present you with a miserable death.

Any last words you twin eyed bitch? ” The clone posing as ‘ Max Rajput ‘ said with utmost confidence as his arrogance and attitude made even Rose Medici tremble in fear as to what Trump card he might be holding?

Becoming vigilant, Medici prepared to observe what Max was up to as he did not make any rash decisions.

When Max was a little boy, he had once spent the night with his brother as he was planning for an upcoming guild war.

Being a small child of 10-11 years of age, he could not understand what ‘ Stress ‘ meant or what responsibilities his brother truly shouldered, but since his brother found his presence comforting, he silently sat in his office munching on snacks as he drew battle plans.

It was there that Rudra had advised Max, that when planning for war there should always be a plan A, which is the ideal situation.

Plan B which is when some small things went out of expectations and needed to be contained.

Plan C when one needed to retreat and minimise losses and Plan Omega when everything went wrong and retreat was not an option.

Basically plan Omega was a hail mary where either one won big or lost it all.

Years later when Max was planning his first large scale war, he somehow remembered this scenario as he subsequently designed planA,B,C and Omega.

The clone had received instructions from him to activate all four plans when responding to the situation, and since the two of them shared a similar judgement process the clone naturally understood upon landing on dombivli that everything had gone south and he needed to activate plan Omega.

When the clone activated plan Omega, it was decided that he would never merge back with Max again, as the only way out of the fight was death.

Max had taught him the chant to summon the ancient god Angakok, and when activating plan Omega, the clone was under instructions to become the god’s medium and borrow his power to resolve whatever problem there might be.

This was a dangerous method, also Summoning an existence like Angakok in the middle of a war meant that he would expend a shitton of mana which Max would need to pay back.

A cost that was not easy to bear with his current financial condition.

However, regardless of how bad the deal was for him, it was infinitely worse for his enemies who had to face the wrath of Angakok.

Curling his lips into a tiny smile, the clone chanted under his breath

” O holy one, the progenitor of all shamans

Your descendants call for your help.

In exchange for my vitality, my mana and my vigour grant me your immense powers,

for my enemy’s need to be destroyed.

Heed my call for I know your name ‘ Angakok ‘ the shaman god, the enslaver of the’ Kraken ‘ and the slayer of the sea god Poseidon.

Heed my call! “

As the clone said these words, a whirlpool of mana concentrated around its body, as it’s consciousness was wiped out, being replaced by the ancient shaman god.

For a moment Angakok was shocked to see the traces of the Agni-Astra removed from Max’s body, but when he realised it was a divine level substitute and not Max’s original body, he was impressed by the progress of his chosen to get his hands on such a powerful move.

When Angakok awoke in the clone’s body, turning Max’s eye colour from red to deep purple, the surrounding temperature of the battlefield dropped by a few degrees as he coldly looked into the eyes of the tier6 god infront of him.

The power Max’s body emanated at this instance was several times higher than just a moment ago, as Rose Medici could not understand how he powered up so much in such a short while.

” Your petty tricks won’t work on me, no matter how much you raise your power level, the gap between you and me cannot be bridged ” Rose Medici said arrogantly as he conjured a tier6 wind attack called [ Shredded Tornado ]

A massive tornado that could destroy entire sector 11 within seconds formed between the two hands of Rose Medici as the subsequent air currents it formed caused many small objects and weapons from all over the city to start flying into the air.

The tier6 attack forced the nearby battle to be stopped as soldiers regardless of which side they belonged to clinged onto the nearest solid object so as to not be swept away by the wind.

” DIE ” Medici said as he unleashed the move towards Angakok.

The Shaman God looked at the move as if observing a toy, if he were in his original body he could have crushed this attack and killed Medici in a single strike, but since he was conformed to this tier4 body he could only dispel it for now.

[ Wormhole ]

A giant hole appeared in the space in front of Angakok as the fabric of reality fractured.

The powerful wind attack conjured by Medici was sucked down the wormhole like water washed down a sink, with not even the slightest wind disturbance left after 10 seconds.

Medici looked at his attack being sucked off in horror as he could not wrap his head around how such a scene was possible.

Sweat dripped from his forehead as he stared into Angakok’s creepy eyes and confident smile.

” Is that all you got boy? I haven’t stretched my hands in a while- Come entertain me more! ” Angakok said in a deep and primal voice that was heard throughout the city although he did not shout it loud at all

It was only now that Medici realised, the other party was not bluffing at all when he said he would kill him, this was a life and death battle!

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/// A/N – Chapter 26/40, I think we will make it! ///