The victory of Arthur had reached the peak of Brunhild's dream, to think humanity manage to score 2-0 against the Gods. Was not what she had expected, after knowing the warriors that Gilgamesh had picked out, not even in her slightest mind does she think that humanity can win 2 rounds in a row. Without even suffering a single loss, against the Gods.
What a sweet dream it was...
Walking down through the hall of the arena, she was even more excited for the next round, for the first time in her life. She can finally shut God's sorry ass for good, and she has every right to brag about such an achievement. To think that the King of Heroes was right, with the very warriors that had he chosen, the side of humanity had reached the first 2 wins in a row.
But has she ever thought of using her roster? What would happen if the King of Heroes, never come to her aid, will the side of humanity reach this kind of feat, or even better? That was the question that had been on her mind, after the end of the second round. In her original roster, most of her fighters consist of warriors that derive from what the King of Heroes calls, the Age of Man. While the warriors he had chosen, were derived from the Age of Gods and Fairy, where he quotes: the very age, where humanity reigns at its peak capabilities.
But she keep that to herself, even though it was a waste of every single of her preparation, at least with the effort that King of Heroes had put into this event was pretty much worth it. Now with the end of the second round, the next will begin under 10 minutes after the crew finishes cleaning up the battlefield. The next fighter of the Gods is the leader of the Indian Pantheons, which means... That the King of Heroes will let out his best amongst the best of warriors to participate in this round.
After a long way from the arena to the humanity corner, she then saw both Geir and Gilgamesh standing in front of the gate, waiting for her arrival.
"Brunhild nee-san," Geir calls out.
"Took you long enough, older Valkyrie," Gilgamesh said.
"My apologies for the wait, so is the next fighter ready yet?" Brunhild asked.
"Ready yet? Ha! That old man has been waiting for your arrival since the second round is finished," Gilgamesh said.
"Old man?" Geir asked.
"You'll find out soon enough," Gilgamesh said.
"Good, because I've already called the perfect companion for him," Brunhild said. "Which will arrive, in about a few minutes or so,"
"Then so be it, come time is not in our essence," Gilgamesh said.
As the trio then walk through the gate, inside of the gate they were met with many great and giant doors, that belongs to each fighter of the Ragnarok. Because Ragnarok held the total match of 13, it means that the number of doors that this room hold, is also 13. But the very door, that they were looking for was located much deeper inside of the room.
With each passing door, both Valkyrie can already feel the powerful aura surrounding the warriors that Gilgamesh she chose, but the most dangerous of the aura was coming from the edge of the room, the end of all doors. The final 13 fighters, Gilgamesh's trump card, won't be used under any normal circumstances. Though on their way to meet the next fighter, they felt a similar aura surrounding a single door and said the door was coming from the nearest end of the room.
That door was also located at the edge of the room, beside the final door, which in Gilagmesh's quote: "We won't be using that door yet until the famous demigod Hercules is in the next round". This is pretty strange for both the Valkyrie, especially the part where the said door also radiates nearly the same aura as Hercules does. Which was even weirder, but they put aside those feelings and focused on the current event.
Soon they arrived at their destination, which is a giant door that was decorated with a symbol of twin dragons, while the said door in question have a more Chinese design. Flicking her finger, Brunhild opens the door for both her guest and to meet the fighter. Once they step inside the room, their sight was met with thousand upon thousand of holes imprinted on all sides of the room.
Though the said room in question was entirely made out of stone and wood, not only does it hold thousand of different size holes, Geir was shocked that she step under a puddle of blood. Besides those things, there was also hundred of destroyed strong materials such as; Wood, steel, stone, and even boulder. The more step they took, the more thicker and fresh the puddle of blood was in the room, then they finally saw it.
There at the end of the room, they saw a single shirtless man standing still in a crouching position, with him holding his right fist back, with the left arm holding the wrist of the right arm. That man was standing still in front of a massive clean wall, that was purely made out of the strongest mountain stone known to man, then suddenly the man swung his fist with a speed that no normal human can easily see, once the fist made contact with the solid skin of the wall, then a sudden and shocking event happened...
The first coming into contact with the solid wall imprinted a giant hole into the wall, slowly the shock wave and force that the powerful fist had created, began to shatter the entire wall into the debris of rock and dust. This sudden act, actually shock Geir and impressed Brunhild from this sheer feat alone. The impact that the fist had left on the wall, can already be seen with a clear vision, it was a giant hole unlike any other that Brunhild had seen, or more like it's been a while since she saw a man create such a hole with only his hand.
"He shall be our next fighter," Gilgamesh introduced the man to the Valkyrie.
"So you've arrived, that means I'm next right?" laughed the man, as he takes out sunglasses from his pocket.
Once he turn his entire body back, Geir was even more in shock, for the fact that the one responsible for the sheer destruction of this magnitude... Was an old man, and a rip old man in that scenario. The said old man, have his grey hair slick back, with his built body that already indicates that he had years of experience in battle and the shades he wore, make him even more of an uncle that works at the Chinese street mart.
"He's an old man!?" Geir shouted in shock.
"Didn't you say, that all the chosen warriors are at their peak form?" Brunhild asked.
"Yes, it did say that," Gilgamesh said.
"Then why isn't he back in his younger year? Most fighters are usually at their peak performance if they are in their younger year," Brunhild said.
"Kakaka! You have mistaken me, Miss Valkyrie, as of right now. I am, at my peak of condition," laughed the old man. "This is the form I took after I abandoned my spear, the true form of my peak,"
"Don't be fooled by his appearance, that old man is much deadlier than you think," Gilgamesh said.
"To think, that the King of Heroes, praise this old man... My what an honor," the old man smiled.
"Don't get full of yourself, because of a mere praise mongrel," Gilgamesh said.
"Then, who shall be the young lady, performing the Volund with me?" asked the old man.
"That would be me," a rough yet gentle voice of a woman came from behind Brunhild.
Suddenly a large muscle woman, came from behind both Brunhild and Geir, as the said woman reveals to be even taller or match the height of their own Hercules or Darius.
"I probably look nothing more but a big freak am I, old man?" asked the Valkyrie.
"What a well-built body you have there young lady," praised the old man. "And no, this old man only needs a partner ready to die in battle,"
"I see," smiled the Valkyrie. "The name Thrud, and you?"
"The strongest amongst the Valkyrie, so this is the form you've taken in this world, what a surprise indeed," laughed the old man.
"I believe you've met my other version, in your world?" Thrud asked.
"And spar with her, might I praise, that young lady packs quite the punch even without her spear," said the old man.
"If she is as strong as you say, I might want to meet the other me," Thrud said.
"Kakaka! That can be arranged young lady, now then shall we head to the battlefield," the old man stretch his arm in a welcoming manner.
"You better be as tough as you say you are, old man," Thrud shakes his hand.
As light suddenly engulfs the entire room, leaving Geir to cover her eyes, while both Brunhild and Gilgamesh watch as the spectacle performs.
Volund...
(With the Gods)
"Dammit! Can't believe that old geezer, actually lose," the supreme leader of the Indian pantheons uttered in anger.
After the King of Knights had reached the second victory for humanity, the Gods are even more angry, for the fact that humanity managed to reach such a score, and it was against their heavy hitter too. As he walks down the hall of the arena, there's no time for him to think about another thing, he needed to get the first win for the Gods.
Because that old geezer who wants to fight in the second round, actually lost his fight against the King of Knights, which in his mind was quite the battle. If he was the one who participated in the second round, he might as well, take out his Trishula to get the same treatment as that old geezer. Because after seeing the capabilities of that King of Knights, he was more eager to clash fists and weapons with that man.
There was a little bit of regret from letting that old geezer fight because if it was him, there might be a higher chance for the Gods to win the second round. That Lighting Bolt of his isn't even on the same level as his Trishula or any other of his weapons under his arsenal. But that fight is over now that the third round is about to begin, and he shall be the one who is participating in this round. Though it was supposed to be Poseidon, Greece had decided to post pond their participant until the fourth round.
Losing the leader of one own pantheon, was much more a loss than any other, plus being that the Gods haven't scored a point yet, make this fight even more crucial for their side. Well, whoever those Valkyrie girls send out, he won't hesitate to crush him early rather than prolong the fight, which might ruin the fun in his heart, but it's a much more efficient move than doing like what that old geezer did.
"Alright, let's get this over with," he then began to stretch up his entire body before the fight. "Whoever those girls sent out, I'm gonna need to end it with a single strike,"
"Won't that ruin the fun, for you," a cold yet malicious voice came from behind him.
This familiar voice, he then turns his head around to see a tall man with dark hair and a face, wearing a coat, while holding a staff that has a small skull of a human, even though he was just standing still behind him, that man was radiating one hell out of a malicious aura surrounding him.
"Beelzebub," he said.
Beelzebub, one of the seven original sins, and one of the 13 fighters of Ragnarok from God's side.
"What do I owe a man, such as you, to visit me?" he asked.
"Spare the compliance, I'm just here to give you this," Beelzebub said.
He then throws a small container, which he catches easily with one of his arms, once he catches it, he then finally gets a clear sight of the container, even though it was small the inside of the said container is what truly got his interest. It was a thick sludge-like liquid, that looks like magma and lava combined, which remind him of the blood of that monster he face back that day.
"The hell is this?" he asked.
"The blood of Berserker of Lemnos," Beelzebub replied.
"That monster blood? Why the hell, are you giving me this?" he asked.
"Because it might be of use to you if you are in a tight corner just use it because that liquid will boost your strength and body beyond your limit," Beelzebub said.
Hearing Beelzebub's answer, a tight mark began to appear on his face, as he clench the container in anger and rage after hearing his answer.
"Hey! Hey! Hey!!" he roared in anger. "Are ya underestimating me, because that old geezer loses, Beelzebub?"
"I had no reason to underestimate you, you are the one who reigns supreme in your pantheons, I'm just here to give you a helping hand, though it's in your hand whether to use it or not,"
"Tch! Like I give a shit! Take it," he then throws back the container to Beelzebub. "I rather die in the hand of those humans, than use the blood of that monster,"
"If that is your wish, then do as you desire, but let me warn you one last thing," Beelzebub said.
"Make it quick,"
"If either you or the next fighter lose in the fight, Odin had planned out to release that monster to fight for our side," Beelzebub said.
"Huh? And how the hell, can they even force him to do that? That thing won't even listen to anyone, to begin with, and you thought he will listen to Odin and you of all people,"
"There is a way, for now just do your best to win this round," Beelzebub said.
"That is what I'm planning,"
"Then I wish you luck, oh... Supreme Lord of the Hindu Pantheons," Beelzebub then left him, with the container in his hand.
"Let's get this over with," he then jumped on top of an elephant, as the herd behind him follow his command to walk out of the gate.
(Back at the Arena)
"With the score of 2-0, right now Ragnarok can easily go to the side of humanity," Heimdall then raises his hand, as the ground beneath the arena changed into a giant circle of stone. "With the Gods only score 0 in both rounds, the side of the Gods couldn't afford to lose anymore,"
Flicking his finger, many promotional banners fall from the air, with a giant statue of a flying dragon in the center of the arena. This statue holds the purpose to hold all the promotional banners, soon many promotional girls walk out on both sides of the gates, with each banner that they hold used to promote each business in heaven.
"Is this like those Chinese martial art match or something?"
"Kinda looks like Dragon Ball,"
"Something seems suspicious,"
"Promotional banner?"
"Looks like Heaven is using this chance to promote their business,"
"Alright, ladies and gentlemen! The moment we've been waiting for!" Heimdall declared out loud, gaining the attention of all the watchers. "On the Gods from the west gate, the one who shall participate in the God's side! This man!!"
Suddenly from inside the gate, a powerful roar of an elephant roared through the entire field, after hearing the roar the earth began to shake. As countless upon countless elephants began to run through the gates.
"He creates for fun, and can destroy the world in a whim, make and break, break and fix! This very world is his playground, what on earth do you want to do next!?"
Many of the human sides began to fall in shock upon seeing the Gods fighter, some even began to prpraythee ground.
"No compromise, no consideration, and he couldn't care, as he only follows his heart alone! The Gods of destruction!!"
Many Gods began to erupt in cheers upon seeing their next fighter, and it was a pretty valid reason to know who he is. As the said God, jump down from the elephant, he then began to stretch out all four of his arms.
"Shiva!!" Heimdall declared his name.
"Show him how we Gods do it, Shiva!"
"Beat their sorry ass!"
"Come on, win this round Shiva!!"
Those are the cheers that came from God's side, while some of humanity's sides were in disarray from knowing who shall be the next fighter.
"From the East side, we have a fighter of humanity! Born from the land of Dragons, he was known by many names throughout ancient China! A man who was once famous for wielding a spear that was said to kill in a single strike! Yet after succumbing to his old age and loss, he decides to change his way of battle!"
The drums from the audience side began to erupt, a loud cheers of instruments began to pierce the ears of both sides of the audience.
"He who only practice and perfected a single martial art, born in the Qing Dynasty, a man who was once known as the 'God Spear Li', he had killed countless opponents either in a martial match or self-defense!"
A single yet powerful footstep can be heard coming down from the humanity gate, as slowly the drum began to bang even stronger.
"A man who boasted that no one can survive his second strike, a man who had only practice and perfected a single art that is known throughout China and the world! Bajiquan!!"
Now both sides can hold a clear view of the fighter on humanity's side, it was an old man with slick back grey hair, and he wore thin black shades, with grey Chinese martial art clothes while having a giant fur jacket covering his back. He then steps inside the ring, with both his hand on the back of his body, he then takes a quick look around the arena and let out a smile.
"He who won and survive countless fights wheater it or not, he was known. Yet he still prevails, as it took them to poison his tea to even kill this man! Yet this man remained the strongest amongst his martial artist foes, and after years upon years of battle, he finally achieved his peak form!! If both Sigurd and Arthur, are the warriors that reach their peak in the Age of Gods, then this man is the one who had reached his peak in the Age of Man! His name is...!"
The old man then smashes his feet to the ground, shattering the ground beneath hum, as the shock wave his feet create manages to blow some banner and Heimdall hat off, and some of that wave waves even got Shiva's interest
"The Single Strike, Li Shuwen!!"
Rather than cheers that erupt from the humanity side, most of them began to question their fighter, rather than cheering him just like what they did with both Arthur and Sigurd.
"An old man?"
"Ah, crap was doom!"
"Why the hell, is an old man our fighter!?"
"Didn't the announcer say, that he was in his peak form,"
"But look at him! I mean, he is not even close to Arthur or Sigurd bulky or has a legendary weapon!?"
"To add the fact, he didn't have any weapon that make him famous,"
"And he's fighting Lord Shiva! Of all the Gods he can match up with,"
Many of those words are more of a question though some are an insult, since they never think, that their next fighter is an old man. Unlike both Arthur and Sigurd, not many know his names, even though they have 2 scores above the Gods, they still hold the higher side even if they lose the fight.
What a crowd, humanity was...
"Round 3 of Ragnarok, begin!!" Heimdall declared on top of his lung.
Ragnarok Round 3; Shiva vs Li Shuwen.
Disclaimer: I don't own Fate
Note: yeah gonna skip both Poseidon and Hercules this time, because I'm still preparing how the fight with Hercules gonna work since the fighter of humanity is beyond broken when it came to abilities, as for Poseidon, yeah the guy gonna fight Caenis of all. This sucks for him, knowing that the arena will be surrounded by water, which will activate Caeni's ability to be invincible around water. Even if Poseidon got a superior speed, that thing won't work if your opponent is invincible and just didn't give a fuck on dodging, so that's that.
For this matchup, I rather pick Li Shuwen to make it even more equal if we go from the manga feats, Shiva overall ain't that impressive by Fate's standard. The guy won't and didn't even use his weapons or his third eyes, either way, the reason why I chose old Li as his opponent. Was because I think it's a better matchup than putting him against Cu alter or Beowulf. Since both that s, servant was known for their ridiculous strength and endurance, seriously if I put Shiva against Cu altering the thing will be a complete stomp for humanity side.
Beowulf is pretty questionable but the guy is a far better version of Raiden in my option. Even without both his weapons, he is still better suited to use his fist, I mean the guy legend is pretty much about him beating the living shit out of Grendel and Grendel's mother with his fist alone. As for Li, yeah, the guy is beyond deadly after reading how his NP and skill work, especially those skills. Goddamm! The old man can go invisible anytime he wants and can end the fight with an ambush, but that won't happen because that would just be a boring fight.
Even if it is an efficient option, so, for now, Shiva is stuck fighting against an old man that can inflict quick death, even if he survives it. The guy gonna be in a lot of pain, since how the mechanic of his NP work is deadly to say at least, still wondering what would happen if he was put in a match against Zeus. But either way, this fight will go with the 50 per 50 odds since I still plan to either make the Ragnarok an equal ground so that all Gods can participate, or a complete stomp, so that I can let out Berserker of Lemnos fight against Shirou.
So I'm still thinking about it, that is all for this chapter, hope you all like it, bye 👋