Chapter 1070: RagnaRocked
Meanwhile, shortly after Zhen Liu’s ears were no longer being subjected to that horrible buzzing…
[Ow…I think the pain stopped. Hurricroak, Frosttusk. Are you two okay.]
[Think…so…,,]
[More or less. I feel like I just performed five back-to-back encores at a concert. A heavy metal one at that.]
[I get that…alright, since we’re more or less recovered let’s go and-hold up…why can’t I move my arm?]
[You…mean…my…arm? It…feels… lighter though.]
[No.]
[Uh…amigos. Why am I not seeing my beautiful neon blue body? Whose abs are these?]
[MINE.]
[What the-WHOA!]
[Who the fuck are you?]
[Wait…they…feel…like…us?]
[WE ARE. NOW ITS TIME FOR US TO ROCK!]
…
[Guys…what the fuck just happened and who the fuck is that?]
[I don’t know.]
[But they feel ominous as all hell!]
Moments ago, the Grafted warriors, Sophita, Gao Kan and Gao Su were fighting against the kaijin after they had combined their powers.
Then, without warning, the kaijin started screaming in bloody pain as their bodies began to flicker in and out of existence like a mirage, as a low hum began to emanate from their bodies. It didn’t take them too long to figure that Buzza had something to do with it, because the kaijin had screamed something about a, to quote, “horrible hornet bastard”.
During this flickering moment though, the kaijin began to cycle who was the main body and who were acting as their weapons and armors a multitude of times. A part of the Grafted wanted to attack the kaijin at that moment, sensing thay this was a moment of weakness. However, in that same breadth, they noticed that the surrounding [Chaos] and aether was so painfully agitated that one wrong move on their end would’ve ended in bloodshed and explosions.
At least, that was they impressions that they got in the moment.
But now, after several moments of watching these kaijin alternate who was in control…something weird happened.
Eventually, the humming stopped alongside the flickering but the kaijin standing before them looked different from the trio that they had all fought earlier. Because at some point during that flicker, it appeared as if all three kaijin were trying to exist in the same place.
Once that occurred, the Grafted assumed that the kaijin would eventually try to overpower each other to assert dominance in the space…only to be rendered awestruck when all three of them combined into a singular kaijin that looked like absolutely none of them.
The being in question still had that humanoid/demonic look that Nepherage, Hurricroak and Frosttusk had, but it was if all three of their features were blended together to make one coherent, androgynous face. Alongside this face though, their body looked surprisingly slim yet muscular like that of a model or a dancer. Wrapped around this body was a leather jacket and a pair of denim pants. If the Grafted were positioned behind this new kaijn, they would notice a demonic flaming skull emblem on the back that was accompanied by stylized text reading, “RAGNAROCK”.
[I…I can’t tell if I find this guy beautiful or terrifying.]
[Probably both?]
[My prince looks better…better skin too.]
If it wasn’t for the smooth black marble skin, literal crack-like veins of energy and the trio of colored gems embedded in the kaijin’s forehead, they would look almost human.
Combined with these looks though, a powerful aura of [Chaos] could be felt flowing out of them that felt like nothing the Grafted had seen before.
At the same time though, it felt like all three of the kaijin that they had just spent time and effort fighting against.
They felt like Nepherage, but not.
They felt like Frosttusk, but not.
They felt like Hurricroak, but not.
The Grafted had no idea how to refer to this guy…but they were about to find out.
After a tense few moments of silence, the new kaijin decided to introduce themselves to the Grafted.
In a voice that sounded like an overlay of the voices of all three previously mentioned kaijin.
[We are…Ragnarocker. And we are ready.]
[Ready?,] Gao Kan foolishly replied. [Ready for what?]
Instead of answering, Ragnarocker simply appeared above Gao Kan’s oversized head in the blink of an eye, with their right foot raised above their head.
[Ready to rock!]
[What the-]
BOOM! BWANG!
[One.]
[Gao Kan!]
[Holy shit!]
In one fluid motion, Ragnarocker brought down a heavy axe kick that not only slammed Gao Kan face first into the ground so hard that he became embedded in it, but also released a guitar riff so loud that it knocked away Gao Su and Sophita like they were pieces of paper in front of an amp.
As they were knocked away, Gao Su and Sophita couldn’t help but wonder if Ragnarocker was going to go in for the kill on Gao Kan and try to stomp his head in now that he was knocked down.
However, that worry turned out to be pointless.
As they tried to re-establish their positions in the air, Gao Su and Sophita saw that Gao Kan was actively shrinking back down to their original size while still laying face down in the ground. As he shrank, little bits of his spine and ribs could be seen poking out of his back like a field made of bone shards. Oddly enough though, faint yet enduring signs of life could be sensed coming from Gao Kan’s broken body.
[H-how is he alive?]
[I don’t know…but it looks painful.]
Anybody who was familiar enough with [Chaos] and kaijin would have noticed that it was his grafted-on spine that was somehow still keeping him alive.
Whether this was a blessing or curse was entirely dependent on who claimed his body first.
(Un)Fortunately, it appeared the Grafted weren’t going to be the ones to do so.
[Okay, we’re clearly outmatched now. Sophita ya need to-]
[TWO!]
BOOM!
[FUCK!]
In the literal moment that Gao Su was about to tell Sophita that she had to go and get the others for help, Ragnarocker appeared in front of him and punched the bastard directly in the stomach.
The sound of a bass guitar being strummed at maximum volume could be heard as Gao Su was sent flying into a building, and became trapped under the resulting rubble.
Needless to say, Sophita was understandably freaking the fuck out over having to deal with Ragnarocker by herself, especially now that their eyes were directed in her direction.
Ragnarockers eyes were a brilliant mixture of red, yellow and blue hues…but such details were hard to appreciate when they belonged to a monster that was ready to rip her [heart] out of her body.
[Fuck this, I’m outta here!]
As such, Sophita made the tactical decision to fly like crazy while making use of a technique that just popped into her head.
[Chaos Art: Refractal Doubling!]
Sophita’s crystalline skin began to shine as multiple copies of herself began to appear one after the other.
If Ragnarocker aimed for any singular copy, it was very likely they were going to miss.
Which is why they went for something a bit more…wide spread.
[Three.]
Channeling [Chaos], Ragnarocker clapped his hands together before summoning forth a spring microphone that had the word, “Gjallarhorn” printed up and down it’s shaft.
Once it was in their hands, Ragnarocker took on a deep breath before letting loose a power note that turned into an unrelenting wave of sound that slammed into Sophita and her clones.
[GAAAAAAHHHHH!!!]
The clones shattered instantly, while Sophita herself was knocked out of the sky while clutching her ears in pain.
Needless to say, her landing was just as rough as Gao Su’s and Gao Kan’s.
With the battle now over, Ragnarocker simply stood there in the air like some kind of war deity, basking in the destruction they had just wrought…
…
[Whoa…]
[Damn.]
[Is…is this the power that can come from us fusing like this?]
[IT IS.]
[Cool…wait…how do we separate?]
[I’M ON A TIMER.]
[Ah…for how long?]
[THREE, TWO, ONE. DONE.]
[Wait, what?]
…
For all of three seconds.
After those three seconds, Ragnarocker’s entire body began to glow before diffusing back into Nepherage, Hurricroak and Frosttusk.
The three kaijin were dazed and confused at their sudden reappearance into reality. So much so that they all plummeted to the ground without any fuss.
Granted, they were also feeling incredibly drained at this point in time, but that was starting to become the norm more than it should.
The three kaijin were splayed out on the ground as they discussed about this weird pattern in their lives.
[Why…why is it that everytime we get into a situation where we need to pool our powers together, we feel like shit and a half afterwards?]
[War…is…hell…]
[Besides the point.]
[I think it’s because our personalities and powers are too big. Like…we act like Power Rangers when we should be acting like…Justice League?]
[When did you start reading comics?]
[Studying on heroism]
[Huh…btw, why am I sensing a surge of Chaos?]
