The Battle of the New Titans (Part 2)

The New* Titan Battle (Part 2)

"Beautiful!" Pello shouted.

If it were him, he could also create an avatar of that size, provided he was willing to pour in enough divine power. Unfortunately, that would be a massive waste of divine power—not worth the cost.

But who hadn't dreamed of turning into a giant and beating the crap out of their enemies?

He'd thought Balende's punch would land, and at most he'd pull his arm back after tearing out some of the enemy's innards, wrecking the fallen Titan's bodily functions and paving the way to defeat him.

He hadn't expected the fist of Crius, whom he was controlling, to start glowing.

The divine power that the two senior disciples, Harry and Downs, had pooled into Coeus's fist erupted with tremendous force at that moment.

At point-blank range, countless bolts of lightning stabbed into Coeus's Chaos-corrupted innards like blades, blasting every organ to cinders.

Violent arcs of lightning even shot from the wounds that had opened across Coeus's body as it grew.

Onlookers could see the charred organs through those enormous holes. They could see skin, countless times tougher than steel, curling from the heat of the lightning. They could even see what little hair the Titan had left catching fire.

"Haah!" Balende controlled Ilmat's godly form and drove the Titan fist buried in Coeus's chest in a new direction with a series of forceful movements. It slammed toward his neck in a second strike.

This strike was called... Matt!

No one noticed that a small hatch had just opened on the modified wrist of Crius. Matt leapt out and began his most powerful attack since becoming a god, right where the fallen Titan's chest met his neck.

"Wise forefather Nikola Tesla, grant me your strength—"

The third stage of the