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Primal power manifested so far: 6.13%

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\'Just 0.75%... this is going to be a lot tougher than I initially thought. Well, it means I get to kill more gods so it\'s fine.\'

Arnold\'s arrival on the battlefield was a bit... unexpected. Thus friends and foes alike were rendered silent as the new god walked to the centre of the battlefield. He was no longer concealing his aura as if he wanted to crush whatever little hope the enemies had with a firm Ironfist. 

At that moment their stature of god was reduced to that of prey. They were nothing but insolent fools who thought that taking on him would be an easy task. In fact, even the elves who were consumed with rage and madness were now acting as docile as a herd of sheep. 

There was no movement, none at all. Just silence. The way he got rid of Sif, was telling how much strength he had. He didn\'t even need a weapon to slaughter one of Asgards strongest warriors. 

"Arnold, the elves-" Alice tried telling him about the effects of elven blood, but Arnold cut her off.

"I know," Arnold mumbled and kept walking towards the warrior three, his hands still drenched in Sif\'s blood, "I know it all."

Alice was confused how could Arnold know about what conspired there when he wasn\'t even there in the first place. Heimdall and Hercules, however, were not surprised at all. Not even the littlest bit. Arnold was a god now, so obviously he had to power to see and hear what any of his subjects heard or saw. It was the most preferred way of the gods to communicate. 

Since Arnold was in the mood of fighting, both Heimdall and Hercules decided it was wise to step away for a bit. Because even though his deadly aura wasn\'t directed at them, they still couldn\'t help but feel uneasy next to him. 

"That guy gets scarier every time I see him." Hercules whispered, "More than that, I\'m glad I decided to join him rather than fight him."

"You\'re not the only one. I thought the Immortal one gets scary at times, but now I\'m thinking I should evaluate my fears." Heimdall replied.

Since no one would dare to attack them in presence of their master, Ogur decided to put Alice back down. 

Mere seconds had passed, yet it seemed like they had been standing there for hours. Arnold\'s eyes were fixated upon the warrior three. He was ready to fight them, but it looked like his enemies did not share the same emotions. 

If he could get rid of Sif so swiftly, then there was no way they would ever be able to win against him. But they were proud Asgardians, they were never taught to flee from a battle. All they knew was to either kill their enemies or die trying. 

"I asked, who\'s next?" Arnold\'s voice tore the silence, "Asgardians, the noble warriors can\'t even think of anything other than tucking their trials between their legs and running away."

"..." 

All three of them were silent. Not because what Arnold said was spot on, but because of their own shame. They couldn\'t believe that the thought of leaving the battlefield even entered their minds. Where will they go after running away? Asgard was as lenient as Olympus when it came to these things. 

They would probably be killed even if they got back to Asgard. Sif wasn\'t bound to their laws because well... Thor would not allow anyone to punish her. That\'s why she could have thought about abandoning the battlefield and running away. 

However, even if they were close, Thor would not do the same for them. In other words, they were fcked either way, whether they fought Arnold or not. 

"It\'s better to fight and die on the battlefield rather than being called deserters and cowards and then executed. Don\'t you think so?" Fendril asked the third warrior amongst their group.

"Volstarg is out for good. I guess it\'s up to us to redeem ourselves." Hoggun replied before taking his sword out, "Let\'s take that bastard\'s last remaining arm with us at least."

"Spoke like a true warrior, brother." Fendril smiled and charged towards Arnold.

But they weren\'t the only ones charging towards him, the elves did as well. However, as they did, Arnold activated his third eye once again, reducing them to dust. But he did not kill all of them, he left at least 50 of them behind. Nobody knew why he did that and no one was going to question him for that. 

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Primal power manifested so far: 6.31%

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This display of power took away the will of the elves to fight him any longer. Those who remained there on the battlefield were paralysed with fear. The disappearance of the elves even shook Fendril and Hoggun. They had heard numerous tales about the power of the third eye but they had never seen it in action. and now that they did... they were wishing they hadn\'t. 

Their firm steps began to falter as they raced towards their doom. But they didn\'t stop. They knew the sooner they reached close to Arnold, the sooner they will meet their end and hence the sooner they would be able to find eternal peace.

The two of them simultaneously swung their weapons right at Arnold\'s head who suddenly vanished from their sight and reappeared behind them.

"Eternal peace? You fools believe I will be kind enough to give you that?" Arnold said in a sinister voice, "After the moronic stunt you pulled here, I am not going to kill you. You will be the guinea pigs to my experiments, just like those elves."

"Keep dreaming!" Fendril turned around swinging his axe in full force, however, before he could even realise... his hands were no longer attached to the rest of his body.

It was the same with Hoggun and the next moment, they were knocked asleep by Arnold and pushed into his domain.

"Sweet dreams to you too."