𝗦𝗢𝗥𝗖𝗘𝗥𝗘𝗥 𝗦𝗨𝗣𝗥𝗘𝗠𝗘さんのイラストまとめ

@Alkaious — Heracles open to further assaults; first and foremost, the theft of his prized bow.

After snatching the weapon out of his hands, Mo-Ri’s body would spin upon itself, so that the momentum would carry him into delivering a devastating kick to his fellow Deity. —

@Alkaious — snaked its way to grab the other’s bow, and tug him closer to deliver a back-handed punch into his face.

With one motion, he hit his head, thorax, and back with enough force to rip a hole through any other God.

The mere aftermath of that attack would leave —

@Alkaious — sneak attack, but this was where he needed to make a stand; to show Heracles the error of his ways, and to show him what he was in for, now.

As the dense mist dissipated into nothingness, it would reveal that the monkey was still standing exactly where he was a second —

@Alkaious — immobile.

The weapon flew carved a path through the air, until, finally, it came to a complete stop against the brim of his black robes.

Clouds of smoke rose around the King of the Heavens, veiling him from sight. He could have used that opportunity to prepare a —

@KamiOfStorms — Having effectively executed his plan, Sūn Wùkōng would inhale once, and then steel his gaze onwards, unflinching, and ready for the other to abandon all hope.

〝 If you’re going to keep going, at least make it interesting. 〞

[ #DeityApocalypse ]

@KamiOfStorms — ‘ 𝙍𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙬𝙖𝙡; 𝙍𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝘼𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜 ‘

At this point, he was trying to aid the other’s lungs in failing, whilst pushing him backwards with tremendous force, following which he would crash against the unmovable force, that was the Yeoui. —

@KamiOfStorms — itself into the other’s liver, consider it payback, and an earnest attempt to put him out of his misery swiftly.

He had busted planets with that kind of strength before, despite it being nowhere near the extent of his abilities.

His grip over the staff was —

@KamiOfStorms — one side of his body, which would considerably slow him down, at the very least.

〝 Hey, no time to catch a break. 〞Taking advantage of his extended leg to deliver a follow-up attack, the King’s leg would fold, and find itself carving through the air, in order to lodge —

@KamiOfStorms — His shape swiveled upon itself, in order for the King of Vermin to deiver a crippling blow to Raijin’s leg— on the same side as his destroyed arm.

This was just some quick thinking, but that way, he could nerf the other’s physical strength by forcing him to rely on —

@LimitlessMight Following a brief moment of hesitation, where he pictured his old comrade as a robot, or a wise hermit, Mo-Ri’s smile refained its vigor, and he met the other with a handshake.

〝 Well, it’s still you, after all. It’s always good to see you.~ 〞