Divine Mask: I Have Numerous God Clones

Zeus's grin widened, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of amusement and disdain. "Disrupt?" he echoed, his tone casual, almost dismissive.

"Of course not. I'm just a man who came here to claim what's mine—from the beasts I hunted, no less." There was a teasing quality to his voice, as if he found the whole situation amusing.

Zarek's eyes narrowed, his hands clenching into fists. The casual, mocking way Zeus spoke, as if this were all some joke, stoked the flames of his anger. "Do you even know whose territory you're in?" he demanded, his voice rising with each word, the hostility in his tone unmistakable.

Zeus merely shrugged, his demeanor still infuriatingly calm. "Isn't this the territory of the righteous side?" he asked, the question dripping with feigned innocence, as if he were genuinely confused.

That was the last straw for Zarek. His patience snapped like a frayed rope. "Quit playing games with me!" he roared, his voice echoing with the force of his rage.

His eyes blazed with intensity as he stepped closer, his aura flaring up with crackling thunder energy. "This is the territory of the Lightning Fang Guild! And you dare to steal our targets? You dare to kill our members?"

Zeus's smirk never wavered, and if anything, it deepened. He met Zarek's glare head-on, completely unfazed by the man's growing fury.

"Steal? Kill?" Zeus repeated, his tone now tinged with mockery. "I'm afraid you're mistaken. I didn't steal anything—I simply took what was rightfully mine. As for your members… they were just in the wrong place at the wrong time."

Zarek's face contorted with rage, his expression a mix of disbelief and fury. The audacity of this man was beyond anything he had encountered before.

His glare intensified, filled with the promise of retribution. "You have to die for this!" he snarled, his voice low and dangerous, like the calm before a storm.

But Zeus's expression remained completely unfazed. If anything, his smirk only widened into a grin that teetered on the edge of taunting. "I see," he said slowly, his voice calm and almost leisurely, as if Zarek's threats were nothing more than idle chatter. "But I don't think you can kill me."

Zarek's eyes flared with barely contained fury, his hands beginning to crackle with the fierce energy of thunder.

"And why, exactly, can't I?" he growled, the words coming out through gritted teeth. Each syllable was laced with anger, his voice a low rumble, like distant thunder heralding an approaching storm.

Zeus's grin widened further, his eyes glinting with a mixture of amusement and challenge. "Because I'm strong," he replied simply, his tone matter-of-fact, as if the statement were an undeniable truth. The confidence in his voice was unshakable, a direct contrast to Zarek's growing fury.

Zarek's fists clenched tighter, his entire body trembling with rage. The sheer audacity of this man was infuriating, pushing him to the edge of control. "You're incredibly arrogant!" he roared, his voice echoing with raw anger, the thunder energy in his hands flaring brighter.

Zeus remained unmoved, his demeanor almost mocking. "Arrogance, or just confidence?" he mused, his voice tinged with a hint of challenge. "Perhaps you'll find out soon enough."

Zarek could take no more. With a roar that shook the ground, he shouted, "Men, kill him!"

At his command, the members of the Lightning Fang Guild surged forward, their faces twisted with determination and fury. They moved as one, a wave of bodies and weapons aiming to overwhelm Zeus with sheer numbers and the belief in their leader's strength.

Each warrior's expression was hard, resolute—they were ready to bring Zeus down, confident that their combined force would be more than enough.

But Zeus remained still, his stance relaxed as he watched them approach. The excitement in his eyes grew, his smirk turning into a broad grin as he felt the thunder energy within him surge in response to the incoming threat. "It's time to test my strength," he murmured to himself, his voice low but filled with anticipation.

The first few guild members reached him, their weapons raised high. Zeus's body tensed, the thunder energy crackling around him in anticipation of the battle to come. His grin remained, unwavering, as he prepared to meet the onslaught head-on.

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Not far from where Zarek and his minions were engaged in battle with Zeus, a massive stone, golden in color, began to emit a faint glow.

The stone was ancient, its surface covered in intricate runes that pulsed with a mysterious energy. It stood tall and imposing, half-buried in the ground, surrounded by the dense foliage of the forest.

Around this golden stone, several members of the Lightning Fang Guild were stationed, all dressed in the same uniform as Zarek and his followers.

They stood guard, their expressions vigilant as they monitored the area. The stone was a closely guarded secret, a relic of immense power that the guild had long sought to control.

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Then, without warning, the stone's glow intensified, flooding the area with a blinding golden light. The energy it emitted surged outward in a powerful wave, and the guild members closest to the stone began to stagger, their strength sapped by the overwhelming force.

One by one, they started to collapse, their bodies crumpling to the ground as the stone continued to radiate its mysterious power. The once-vigilant guards now lay unconscious around the golden stone, their minds overwhelmed by the energy it had unleashed.

As the light from the stone continued to shine brighter, the surrounding area was bathed in its golden hue. The stone seemed to pulse with life, as if something within it was awakening—something ancient and powerful, far beyond the understanding of the Lightning Fang Guild members who had sought to control it.