Perhaps it was a rage bonus, but in this battle, Chthon actually gained the upper hand. Even though most of his Chaos Magic was used to create weapons and could not directly affect the God Eater, he still beat his opponent back step by step for a time.
The space inside the hall became highly unstable. Su Ming and Angerboda reinforced it again, barely preventing the shockwaves powerful enough to destroy a universe from tearing open the dimension.
"Thank the Time Stone. If the walls hadn't automatically restored themselves the instant they took each hit, our reinforcement probably wouldn't have done much." Su Ming nodded somewhat wistfully. As he watched the show, he spoke to the Goddess. "Goddess, do you enjoy no-holds-barred fighting?"
"The God Eater and Chthon are both exceptionally powerful. If I weren't here, you might not have been able to trap them with the Cosmic Cube alone."
This Old One was not particularly interested in battle. She preferred dramatic emotional conflict to physical clashes.
After all, she had survived since ancient Earth. She was already rather tired of watching wars between demon gods.
"No, he still has me to rely on." A voice suddenly sounded from behind them, chiming like a mountain spring.
Another goddess wearing magnificent feathered robes abruptly appeared, inserting herself directly between Deathstroke and Angerboda and separating them.
"Oshtur." Angerboda raised a hand to steady her glasses, narrowing her eyes. "How did you get out?"
Looking back at the projection screen, the figure who had been eating candied fruit was gone. No one even knew how that little bird had found this place.
Su Ming and the others were currently at the very center of Blood-Seeking Ice City, in the finest house of the small town amid the snowy mountains. By all rights, Oshtur,