Percy Jackson: The God of Magic - chapter 120 (Patreon)
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I eyed Dionysus for a second before I started laughing, not entirely sure why I was laughing, but I was, “Dionysus, while I would love to kill you, I have better things to do,”
Dionysus growled, his hands clenching so tight gold ichor was dropping from them, “You killed my son… and you think I will let you get away with this?!!” The god of wine screamed, godly power drowning the area, at that I scoffed.
“You don’t have much of an option,” I remarked, “I know it’s hard to believe, but I’m stronger than you, by a big margin you stupid drunk bastard, now….” I winked at him, “Don’t you miss the days the worse I did was pranking someone? Ahhh… those were the days,” I chuckled dreamily.
“I will kill you for what you did!” Dionysus screamed, and I sighed teleporting the corpse of Priapus back to Asgard.
“I suppose I can spare some time,” I smirked at him, “Now be sure to make this a fun game for me, even if the result will be the same… I mean, like father, like son,”
Dionysus’s divine aura started to change as he began to utter a deep growl of despair, did he really love Priapus this much?.
“I will make you pay!” Dionysus hissed as an incredibly superior aura compared to that of his son erupted around his body, and this I smirked, perhaps fighting him was going to be fun. After all his power emanating from him was a few leagues above his son.
“That’s rather impressive, I didn’t expect such power from a drunk bastard,” I admitted. “I’d say now you actually have a chance, not of winning, of course, but of making this fun!” I grinned
“Make this fun?!” Dionysus repeated angrily. “I will soon show you the error of your ways child, for you will tremble before me! Your worst nightmare!” I eyed the god skeptically at this, which seemed to only get him angrier.
“By all means, make me tremble,” I invited, I was not one to shy away from a challenge.
In response the drunk God began to power up once again as his body began to grow, his aura even stronger than before, was this the power of having access to your divine form?.
As his power rose the earth began to tremble on his waking with the ground beneath him cracking with each violent push of his aura. This continued for a while until his godly metamorphosis finally ended, his divine form was different to his natural self, he was no longer a fat bastard, he now looked like a fucking gym rat.
“Ready to die?” Dionysus asked, his voice carrying a hint of overwhelming confidence.
“Ready to die? Pfff adorable,” I snorted as I took a fighting stance, glaring at my adversary.
With a smile on my face, I was the first to move, dashing quickly at Dionysu, who remained unmoving, waiting for me. Eager to appease the drunk bastard I teleported in front of him delivering a powerful mana blast to his face, the impact resonated throughout the area. Pushing him back, but not dealing that much damage, rather impressive. I had to say I was surprised.
In response to my attack Dionysus shot a mana blast of his own, that I barely managed to dodge, the attack grazed me and sliced into my cheek, that was now dripping gold purplish ichor. It seemed I would have to take the drunk bastard a bit more seriously.
Dionysus scoffed, apparently angry at the fact his attack had not killed me, and started to throw an endless chain of attacks that I skillfully dodged, weaving through his blows and deflecting them with my mana. He was strong, but I was more.
This continued for a few minutes, with Dionysus increasing his power bit by bit as time progressed until he reached his limit, unfortunately for him I was far from reaching mine.
“Is this the power of one of the twelve Olympians?” I laughed, “So far, I am not impressed,” I winked as I dodged his assault.
“Bastard!” Dionysus spat.
“You know? You are not wrong,” I chuckled, I was a bastard, after all.
Dionysus growled noticing his assault was leading to nowhere and teleported away, disappearing from my sight, this, of course, was a really bad path he had chosen, I was above all, even if I didn’t show it that much… well was a mage, and thanks to that I able to follow any spells with ease, including his magical movements without too much difficulty, but my overconfidence was one of my faults, for when I finally found where he was, I found myself face to face a huge ball of molten energy, ten times my size, “Shit,”
As the mini sun struck me, Dionysus laughed mockingly, “Do you think me to be such a fool child?! I know you are a mage! And if there is something all mages have is the sin of Pride, now suffer for your hubris!”
“You know what?! That’s funny coming from a Greek god!” I chuckled as I tried to push the attack back, but no matter my effort, I was unable to overcome the violent ball of mana with my current strength, if I went all out, sure! But I was determined to toy with Dionysus, and toy with him I would, “Another thing about mages that you apparently don’t know moron! We can teleport! And teleport other things too!” At that I teleported the attack from me, putting the massive ball of mana that resembled a sun behind him, allowing it to smash into the clueless god exploding in a massive burst of light, followed by a scream of agony.
“You brat….!” Dionysus hissed, his body battered by his own attack, poetic I tell you.
“I mean… can you really blame me though?..... The one thing we mages are known for is for teleporting and saying you shall not pass… and yet you forgot one of those,” I chuckled, much to his anger.
“I will avenge the death of my son!” Dionysus growled, but at this point he looked like a desperate idiot trying too hard.
“You will die trying,” I stated flatly.