The Omnipotent System

The battlefield fell silent as the voice cut through the tense air, smooth yet commanding. Everyone froze, heads snapping upward. Hovering above the crumbling platform was a figure cloaked in an aura of absolute authority. Adams stood there, arms crossed, an amused smirk on his face. Beside him was Mabel, her serene expression hiding her deadly potential. Lilith, with her piercing gaze, stood not far from them. Arianna, Anderson, Nyx, Inara, Akira, Enigma—each radiated power that made even the gods pause.

Eren's grip on his scythe loosened slightly. He knew that voice, as did Kael and Selene. Their eyes widened in recognition, while Aeryn and the others exchanged confused glances.

The gods' frowns deepened. The God of Light, his composure faltering, stepped forward. "Who dares interrupt us?" he demanded.

Adams didn't even look at them. "Shush," he said dismissively, waving a hand as if brushing away an annoying insect. "I'm talking to my Horseman."

The sheer audacity left the gods stunned. The God of Fire clenched his fists, flames sparking around him. "You dare—"

"Did I tell you to speak?" Adams interrupted, finally looking at them with a bored expression. "No? Then shut it."

Kael's lips curled into a grin. She crossed her arms, leaning back slightly as if enjoying the show. Selene raised an eyebrow, her wolfish instincts picking up the shift in power. Eren, however, just stared at Adams, his scythe lowering slightly.

Before the gods could respond, a deep, guttural roar ripped through the air, shaking the very fabric of reality. It was primal, ancient, and filled with a rage that chilled even the gods to their cores. The sound alone made their divine forms flicker, their arrogance cracking.

All eyes turned to Anderson. His fiery red hair flickered violently as his form began to shift. In mere moments, he transformed into a massive red dragon, its scales shimmering like molten lava. His golden eyes burned with raw power, and the heat radiating from his body made the platform crack further.

When Anderson spoke, his voice was a rumble that echoed through the heavens and beyond. "You dare raise your hands against the Sect Master of the Primordial Chaos Sect?" His words made the gods visibly tremble, their confidence draining like water through a sieve.

The God of Earth staggered back, her rocky form crumbling at the edges. "What... what is this power?" she whispered, her voice shaky.

Adams chuckled softly, shaking his head. "Anderson, you're scaring them. Though I suppose they deserve it."n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Anderson's massive head turned slightly toward Adams, his dragon form bowing just enough to show respect. "Shall I deal with them, friend?"

Adams held up a hand, his smirk growing. "Not yet. Let's see if they can entertain me first." He glanced down at Eren, Kael, Selene, and the others. "Well? Are you going to stand there gawking, or do you want to show me what you've got?"

Adams floated lazily in the air, the amused smirk never leaving his face. He raised a hand, gesturing toward Eren. "You know what? To make this fair... why don't I bring the others?"

Before anyone could react, two swirling portals opened up in front of Eren. Out stepped two figures—one a towering man with a muscular build and piercing green eyes, the other a woman with wild red hair and a cold, sharp gaze.

The man, Garrick, adjusted the strap of the massive bow slung over his back, his eyes immediately locking onto Adams. He nodded in respect before glancing at Eren and then at the gods. The woman, Hela, rolled her shoulders, the massive blade she carried sparking faintly as if reacting to her energy. Her eyes swept the scene, taking in Eren's stance and the gods standing across from him.

"What's this?" Hela asked, her voice low and unimpressed. "These are the ones giving you trouble?" Her gaze flicked to Eren, then back to the gods, her lip curling slightly.

Garrick murmured under his breath, his voice just loud enough for Eren to hear. "Still... no excuse, rookie."

Eren clenched his jaw but didn't respond, his grip tightening on his scythe. He knew Garrick wasn't wrong, but it still stung.

Lilith, standing to the side, chuckled softly, breaking the tension. "Cut him some slack, Garrick. He's new." Her tone was teasing, but her eyes sparkled with amusement.

Hela snorted, crossing her arms as she looked at the gods again. "Ants. And here I was hoping for a real fight."

The gods bristled at the insult, their divine energy flaring in response. The God of Fire took a step forward, flames roaring around him. "You think we're afraid of you?" he snarled.

Hela turned her sharp gaze to him, tilting her head slightly. "Afraid? No. You should be terrified." Her voice was calm, almost bored, but it carried a weight that made even the gods hesitate.

Garrick, ever the quiet one, simply pulled his bow off his back, testing the string with a calm, measured motion. "Let's just get this over with," he said, glancing briefly at Adams. "Or are we still waiting for something?"

Adams grinned, clearly enjoying the chaos brewing. "Oh, don't mind me. I'm just here for the show." He gestured lazily toward Eren. "You've got backup now, kid. Let's see what you can do."

Eren exhaled slowly, steadying himself. He looked at Garrick and Hela, who gave him small nods. Then his eyes turned back to the gods.

The tension in the air grew thicker, the silence broken only by the crackling of Anderson's fiery aura. The battle wasn't over—it was just getting started.

Lilith smirked, her crimson eyes gleaming with excitement as she descended gracefully from the air, her black heels clicking softly against the fractured ground. The air around her seemed to shimmer, her presence commanding attention without effort. Kael and Selene turned toward her, both tense and uncertain about what she might say.

"Well, well," Lilith began, her voice dripping with amusement. "You two did well holding your own, but…" She glanced over at Eren, Garrick, and Hela, the Horsemen radiating power like it was second nature. Her smile widened. "You might want to step back and let the pros handle this."

Kael raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms. "Oh, so now we're just the warm-up act?"

"Exactly," Lilith said without missing a beat, her tone light but laced with mockery. "Don't get me wrong, darling. You've got potential. But this? This is their stage."

Selene tilted her head, her wolfish grin making a brief appearance. "You're awfully confident in them."

Lilith leaned in slightly, her expression growing playful. "Confident? No. Ecstatic." She spun on her heel, gesturing dramatically toward the battlefield. "Do you feel it? The tension, the raw energy? This is going to be fun."

Kael sighed, rubbing the back of her neck. "If you say so." She glanced at Selene, who gave a small shrug, both of them reluctantly stepping back as Lilith suggested.

Satisfied, Lilith turned back to the gods. Her eyes gleamed with wicked glee as she clapped her hands once. "Alright, boys and girl, show these divine wannabes why the Horsemen are a force to be reckoned with."

Eren adjusted his grip on his scythe, glancing at Garrick and Hela. Garrick nocked an arrow effortlessly, the tip glowing faintly with deadly energy. Hela cracked her neck, her sword resting casually on her shoulder.

"You heard her," Hela said, a sly grin spreading across her face. "Let's get to work."

The gods, their pride bruised and their nerves fraying, braced themselves. The God of Fire snarled, stepping forward again, his flames roaring even higher. "Enough of this arrogance! You'll regret underestimating us!"

Hela snorted, rolling her eyes. "Talk, talk, talk. Let's see if you're as hot as you think."

Before anyone else could move, Garrick raised his bow and let loose an arrow. It shot forward faster than the eye could follow, its energy tearing through the air with a sharp whistle. The God of Wind barely managed to deflect it, the force of the impact sending him skidding back.

"First blood," Garrick muttered, already preparing another shot.

The battlefield erupted into chaos once more, the Horsemen taking their positions. Above it all, Adams hovered with Mabel and the others, his smirk never fading as he watched the gods realize what they were up against.