Wholly Undead 161 Stalling for Time!

[Hmmmm... I'd estimate that I've recovered about ninety percent of my personal power... Too bad my God-Soul is blown up.] Jack estimated that his Ancestor Ranked God-Soul, the greater part of his power was only at King rank, currently. He found that his Soul had to have a certain amount of power to connect to his God-Soul, no matter how strong his God-Soul was...

[Jordan needs to hurry the hell up with those prayers-] Jack's thoughts were interrupted by a loud crashing and booming sound. His flaming eyes flashed as they ignited in his eye sockets. He gazed around his room, as he saw dust shake from the ceiling.

Jack stood up, now more steady on his feet, as he made it to his wardrobe to change.

On his way to his wardrobe he couldn't help but think [...And this would be the rebellion or the jack ass that's come to fight...]

As Jack tried to make the fastest time he could, Jack was going mentally messaged Leslie, Verruca, and Lucius, but was immediately bombarded by multiple messages from each.

[What was that?!?] Leslie's shrill voice came across.

[What just happened?!?] Lucius messaged.

[Jack, what's going on?!?] Emily Messaged.

[Enemies have attacked the Skull of the Sun God!!!] Verruca's voice rang out echoing in Jack's mind!

As Jack, assisted by Leslie's handmaidens, changed into his kingly garbs and reached out to grab his Femur Ferula.

Jack messaged Emily first, [Emily, go to my evening tomb, and lock yourself in... I don't know what's going on... I'll contact you when it's over.]

[Alright...] Emily replied...

Jack reached out to everyone else, in a group message, [Everyone is in my multi-message. What's going on Julia? How the fuck has the moxie to attack the Sun Skull???]

[[...?!?]] Both Lucius and Leslie were astounded when they heard Jack's voice come across!

[I don't know!? It's an extremely powerful cultivator that looks like a stupid gorilla and talks like he's got a speech problem! He's at least Emperor Rank, as he flew right in, over Our defenses, and knocked the Skull of the Sun God out of City!!!]

[DID YOU SAY GORILLA?!?] Leslie yelled again.

[Yeah, WHY?!?] Verruca was currently commanding troops to safeguard the citizens and declared martial law. She had already commanded the City wall defenses to aim at the flying target, for what little good it did.

[Oh shit...!]

[[[...?!?]]] It was Jack's, Lucius', and Verruca's turn to wonder.

[What is it?] Jack walked into his courtroom from his wardrobe, as he was about to exit.

[...The Mountain Ape Hermit! Shit! Just... Shit! He's supposed to be in closed-door cultivation! He wasn't going to exit for another nine hundred years!]

[Who in the fuck is the Saturday Cartoon Villain?] Jack retorted.

[What's a Saturday Cartoon Villain?!] Lucius asked confused.

[Never mind that! Who is this Cultivator!] Jack howled, when a booming voice rocked his palace.

"Sparkle King! Roll out for this Ancestor!!!!"

[He just said, Ancestor... Did anyone else hear Ancestor...?] Jack asked everyone to make sure.

[[[Yes...]]] All three replied.

[Short story, General Russell of Jakahn's Master... I'd say he's here because you killed him...] Leslie spoke again, now solemn in tone.

Jack remembered one of the reports he read on his desk about Zitergall and remembered General Russell. He now realized he must have died in his assault, though he didn't know exactly which one it was he killed.

[Lucius contact the faithful, and have them pray for me to save them as they have never prayed before!]

[YES, MY LORD!] Lucius yelled in zeal, and his connection broke.

[Julia, don't agitate him any further... If he's this powerful, it will be like the buzzing of flies to him, I don't want his to lash out at you guys. Protect the citizens, and herd everyone to safe places.

[...I'll have everyone go to the storm shelters...!] Verruca replied, as the connection broke, now leaving Jack and Leslie.

[Leslie, if you can have your agents look out for anyone that's trying to sneak about in the chaos.]

[Even if you didn't ask, it'll already be done.] Leslie said with a stern voice, but Jack could hear a trace of humor laced within it, [Jack... Is there anyone else We can send besides you?]

[...If he wasn't this powerful, then I would just have him mobs by the military... I don't think that's going to work.]

[Just... Be careful.]

[I will.] Jack spoke as he walked outside the Holy Palace. It was dark outside... Like night. Jack had been here for a long while now, and it was his first time seeing the City plunged into such darkness. While Jack could see pretty well due to his vision, it was still depressing that his giant piece of Glowstone was destroyed or missing in action...

"Oo, Oo, So, the Sparkle King has decided to show up!" The old hermit spoke angerly!

[Sparkle King...?] Jack thought, as he stood just before the flight of stairs that descended to the Palace Square.

Jack's loud voice boomed and rolled, as he spoke, "You address the God-King of Deagoth. State your name and intentions."

The old hermit tilted his head, as he drew in air into his haggard lungs... A rarity of Zombie undead.

"Killing Me boy, and then chou call chouself God-King??? Chou think chourself better than Me?!"

"I'm sorry for the loss of your... Boy, but war doesn't spar lives, it takes them. As for being a God-King... I am, what I am." Jack clanked his Femur Ferula on the ground, as the wind of the Underworld blew softly stirring up the dust on the tiles of the palace, and the eerie sounds of an abandoned city.

"Oo!" The old hermit cried out, as he descended from the sky like lightning toward Jack.

A rumbling crashing sound resounded from the impact of the old hermit, hurling himself like a meteor at the God-King.

The thick stone slabs around Jack cracked, as he sunk into the tiles that made the landing above the landing of the Holy Palace, as he had blocked the attack with his arms up and his staff enduring the impact.

"Let's! Let's talk about this...!" Jack howled over the rushing winds of the impact, to only feel a tightness around his right shin bone. His vision turned topsy turvy, as the Mountain Ape Hermit flailed the God-King like a rag doll.

The Mountain Ape Hermit wasn't in the mood to talk more, as he had to destroy the Sparkle King quickly! "No time to talk, Sparkle King! Just die-die for your Daddy Ape! Oo! Ah!"

[The fuck is a daddy ape?!?] Jack thought as he currently didn't feel very God-King-like, and could only hope that the prayers were going to come in faster, as he felt the grip loosen on his leg. Jack was flung through several buildings within Saigunrai, as two of them collapsed, issuing cracking sounds and the crying of the splintering of holy bones.

Jack pushed a bit of debris off from himself, as he stood up uneasily, as for the first time felt some acute pains in his bones, he didn't know could hurt.

[I need to get out of the city, and stall for time...]

Jack could see the big gorilla coming at him, as he kneeled and hummed his spell, "Zorehir."

He bent slightly forward as Holy Light enveloped him from within himself. Smaller in diameter than the one when he last cultivated, this beacon was only the width of Jack. Now surrounding Jack came into being a layer of Light bound golden bones.

Just as the old hermit was just meters away from him, Jack hummed his next spell, as quickly as he could, "Skametoa." With another burst of light from within him, Jack shot up into the dark sky high above the city, as he looked down to see that the old hermit missed his attack. Compared to the last time he looked down on the city it was now dotted with Glowstone, and no longer had the brilliance of the Sun Skull.

"Uh-Uh! Come 'ere!" Jack used the momentum of his ascension into the sky, to propel himself out of the City and over to the Zombie Housing of North clearing the population, and into the dark wastes that surrounded Saigunrai.

Jack landed with a boom, as he felt a force transfer to his back, sending him further flying forward, as he landed onto the ground again, and came to a skidding halt. From the first two impacts, Jack's robes were tattered, his bones dusty and dirty, and now in the last strike, he had lost one of his shoulder pauldrons.

He flipped himself over, as he roughly got to his feet, [I got to distract him... I need... I need more time.] Jack thought quickly, as he took his hand and wiggled his jaw slightly, as he felt like it was going to unhinge from his head.

[I'll summon my bluff card!]

"Rathexifolec!!!" Jack cried loudly, as the ape hermit paused his next attack to look in the skies over the self-proclaimed God-King.

He could see the sky rupture, and a blade cutting it's way out of the void behind, bellowing light in its wake, as the golden head of the Angel of Death emerged, with its arm reaching out toward air in front, as if paving its way into the Underworld!

"The Death Sparkler! Oo, Oo!" The old hermit took a step back, as he beheld the Angel of Death. He had tried to destroy the Sparkle King before he had a chance to summon that this to this world!

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