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IM/DC Chapter 156
🕑 Added 2024-07-11 20:58:25 +0000 UTCMy brain went into hyper-focus as we finished the preparations. All sight, sound, and other senses were solely focused on our mission to kill Trigon. I took in a few last deep breaths as my heart raced for the first time in a long time. We couldn’t just go in and start punching him to death unless we wanted to have a chance at losing.
I wouldn’t even put another person against him until I stripped him of most of his power. He could punch above Superman most times and has had millenniums to grow. I was just happy we weren’t dealing with a multiversal version of Trigon. My hand was actually shaking from the tension and I had to calm myself using biomatter control.
I wasn’t scared of him, it’s just this is an enemy that could beat me if I wasn’t careful and I was choosing to put myself in his line of sight. I opened a portal directly above him as what was essentially a giant gun was aimed at him. It wasn’t a normal gun though, I needed to craft it in the desert because it was so gigantic and it looked more like a collapsed building than something resembling a gun.
It only had a single use but if it struck it would serve its purpose as it shredded his very concept with the divinity I had gathered so far. I could have taken the divinity into myself but it wouldn’t be nearly the same level that someone that old and powerful had gathered already. The only way people like Superman or Wonder Woman could hurt him at all is if his very being was attacked first.
The beam flew true as it disintegrated a ten-mile area from the beam on our side and a twenty-mile area from Trigon as the central point in hell. An earth-shattering bellow of rage came from the depths of his being as I dealt damage to him for the first time in over a thousand years.
That single attack was the joint effort of hundreds of scientists working around the clock to make the weapon, several superhumans using specific powers to reinforce the weapon. Enough divine energy to become a demigod. And help from his arch-nemesis to coordinate his location in hell plus several diviners to pinpoint it to the exact atom to guarantee its strike.
A thousand bombs at the same level that I launched into the first demon portal all the way back in the Baxter building followed by hundreds of portals opened by myself. Thousands of crews worked with machines to release them at the exact moment they needed to be, scorching the plane of hell with enough holy fire to kill every other demon in hell besides Trigon himself if they were in the radius.
Every single person with an attack they could send through the portals is next. Coating the land in another swath of explosions as different elements, magic, and energies collide with each other. Over a thousand heroes and villains working in tandem for a single attack. As the attack ends a few thousand tons of consecrated soil dropped through dozens of portals covering him and the surroundings in it.
Even still I knew that wasn’t enough, it might have barely burned through all of his defensive magic and demonic divinity. Hundreds of golems specifically designed to stop all teleportation except for mine fall through the open portals cutting off his escape as his armies start running in from the twenty-mile radius of the divine attack. All demons around him are turned into particles from the very first attack.
Thousands of offensive golems pour through the portals now to contend with his armies as another larger portal opens up for Mephisto’s demons to help fight against them. All of what just happened was barely a few seconds as anyone without the mental ability to think twenty times faster than a normal human wouldn’t have noticed any of the minute details I described only that portals had suddenly appeared to Trigon.
The first wave to enter was the magical squadron and magicians I got to help in his defeat. Raven, Mephisto, Doctor Doom, Doctor Strange, Doctor Fate, Zatanna, and Constantine along with a dozen green lanterns lock him down even further taking up his restoring concept and binding it so he couldn’t shake off world-shattering blows from the melee portion of the team.
Even still he tries to eye-laser the magician group, his daughter the only one fast enough to get up a defensive shield strong enough to stop the attack in time. Only the ones who could take a punch from a still-empowered Trigon finally poured through the portals. Still, everything that’s happened so far only takes up another second. Those without superhuman mental powers are given a temporary boost by being connected to the symbiotic telekinetic mental link they’re all attached to.
Superman, Wonder Woman, Captain Marvel, Shazam, Solomon Grundy, Thing, Juggernaut, Hulk, Martian Manhunter, Vision, Ironman in a demon-buster suit, and I are the only ones able to even handle a single attack from Trigon, so we’re the only ones to fight him in melee. People like the Thing and Juggernaut who were strong but not at a level they could hurt Trigon were given reverse-engineered lightsabers. Each with beams the size of trees all rushing towards him at once.
Trigon finally makes his first attack as his hand swings blowing away anyone not grounded or without the ability to fly in an instant. Portals appear behind them and place everyone back where they were as we keep rushing towards him. Superman is the first to land a punch on his face followed by Wonder Woman. His gigantic size slowly shrinks with each blow as more of his concept, his very being is destroyed with each strike.
Gods, or by proximity true demons, gained strength through belief. Every blow from beings powerful enough to rip planets in half destroys years' worth of demonic energy from millions of people. It was only the start of a long drawn-out fight, or it would have been if I didn’t have another ritual array surrounding the area with golems now diminishing his specific godly/demonic essence.
Every second he’s inside the array wears off years' worth of effort his as his body continually shrinks. Ironman strikes next with the god slayer blade, Vision following right behind striking with the grass cutter. He finally gets angry enough to throw his first attack made in rage as both hands come down slamming with enough force it alters reality and starts to rip at the fabric as all the defenses protecting the magicians are shredded in an instant leaving only the lantern bubble cracked but still whole protecting them and everyone who could possibly take a hit from Trigon is knocked away… All except for me.
Out of everyone, I was the only one inside a golem who was designed to kill this enemy. It had enough divine energy to shake off a single attack as the hulking golems altered reality and put me on the opposite end of the attack as it went by. The two tiny scratches in an X pattern where the blades struck him glow with ethereal light almost signaling that it’s where I should strike.
The golem suit unlatches me as it flies up taking the punch aimed specifically at me. I smirk as my hand comes in contact with him. It’s only for a brief second, possibly less than a nanosecond but longer than an attosecond I have my hands touching him. Even in that time when almost no one could do anything but make contact with him, I know we’ve already won.
