( Celestials POV )
Enel, like many other celestials had given up on the idea of defeating the perfect warrior after a few hundred failed attempts.
Although he did not say it outright, his heart felt it, as he understood that the gap between himself and the perfect warrior was insurmountable.
The first time when he felt some real hope was when Rudra ascended. That day, after many centuries, there was some real excitement in the celestial realm and in the years that followed, his attempts to bring the perfect warrior down had always been an interesting tale to hear. Updated from novelb(i)n.c(o)m
However, despite all the hype, even Rudra fell short of giving the perfect warrior any real challenge and his failure made Enel believe that if even he could not do it, then probably no-one could.
Today, as he watched Max make his first attempt, Enel was excited, but he expected nothing but a resounding failure, yet, as the [ Elite Bloodfall ] attack descended from the heavens and shook the entire celestial realm with its power, Enel could not help but feel shivers go down his entire body as the hope in his heart that had died long ago was suddenly rejuvenated.
"GAHHHHH" He shouted and celebrated like a primordial man as he could not help but clutch his fists and pump it in the air.
"TAKE THAT!" Shouted Junfred as he too was visibly excited with every nerve popping out of his face.
Soon, Enel noticed that it wasn't just the two of them who were cheering. That It was practically everyone in the celestial realm who was.
Because of Max, they had regained hope this day as Enel watched everyone whose eyes and fighting spirit had died centuries ago get reignited once more as they celebrated the death of the perfect warrior's clone like maniacs.
The sword sage danced on his cliff with his two swords in hands creating beautiful rainbow patterns as he did.
About 0.3 seconds after that, his ability to defend himself crippled completely as the clone became completely at the mercy of his body's natural defenses as he faced the full wrath of the Elite Bloodfall with nothing to count on.
[ Constant Regeneration ]
Even in such an impossible situation, the perfect warrior's clone used [ Constant Regeneration ] as a desperate attempt to save his life, however, Max's clone who was instructed to prevent the clone from being able to use this move used [ Ability Lock ] and prevented constant regeneration to materialize for the next 120 seconds.
Only at that moment, did the perfect warrior's clone finally lose all hope as it looked into Max's eyes one last time before it's body melted away slowly and began to be reduced to ash.
1 whole second, that's how long the perfect warrior's clone survived against even these insurmountable odds and Max witnessed his resilience every step of the way.
"As planned brother..... I've established the numerical advantage" Max said, as he satisfyingly watched the clone die and himself and his clone faced the real perfect warrior as while his clone prepared to engage the real perfect warrior, Max healed from the damage he had previously taken using Energy Devour.
Worry was visible on the eyes of the perfect warrior as for the first time ever a fight had taken a turn which he had never expected.
His beautiful martial arena, the sacred stage where the universe's strongest came to challenge him, plunged from a beautiful day to a dark night as the perfect warrior was forced to acknowledge the threat he now faced being a man down against a formidable opponent like Max.
" Perfect Cloning.... I created that move when I was a bored tier7 god.
I created it because I wanted to find a worthy opponent for myself, but since no-one around was upto the mark, I decided to create one for myself.
Since that day, except for myself, you're the first one to defeat my clone albeit with some extra help from outsiders" The perfect warrior said as he assumed a proper battle stance for the first time ever as no longer dared to underestimate Max.
"Don't worry. Today will be the first time you die as well" Max responded as his clone charged towards the perfect warrior.
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