The Legends Of Creator Hero
The Claw That Splits Heaven

The originally long stick shortened to the size of a human. The man using the stick jumped in from the air and turned his back on Rigel.

"Sorry a little late."

"It's okay, I'm helping thanks to you."

His arrival was just in time, with this their combat strength increased. Ozaru is not a figure to be ignored. Although it is still unknown, whether he can do anything other than elongate shorten the baton, summon Kinton and turn into a giant.

Rigel is interested to find out, not from Ozaru's mouth, but with his own eyes. Therefore, he never asked. Although he could do it, he did not ask her anything.

"In addition to one more, I guess.., apparently not, if I don't exclude cowards who play in that far away place, I guess."

It would not be surprising if he could find out there were people in the distance. However, he did not expect it to be this fast. Worst of all, the White Tiger left them and went after the one behind him.

However, the chances are small, once he knows the personality his opponent has. In short, she had great self-esteem and a strange understanding of life and something she had previously neglected.

"Want you want to defeat the cowards who fight from behind??" Rigel provokes, despite knowing nothing will be affected.

"If I don't do it, beating you unharmed would be wishful thinking. Although you are only lowly humans, I do not take you lightly. Even a Goblin can scratch my body if the entire species unite against me...,"

It seems that trying to guess his thinking is impossible. This monster was unable to move as expected, it was always beyond thought.

If only White Tiger ignored Rigel and the others and chose to attack the back line, then all the strategies he created were useless.

"It seems that he is indeed not stupid, yes," Ray muttered as he smiled wryly.

It would be bad if the White Tiger chose to attack Yuri, because it was forced to give Rigel a sign for a backup plan. Rigel shoots a smoke gun into the air, though it gets wiped out quickly by the rain.

Green smoke has been fired, telling everyone to change plans. From the ones that initially attacked quietly and alternated with each other, now they changed into guerrilla attacks.

"Good enough, smoke is useful for changing plans, I guess."

There was no need to hide anymore, all his intentions were revealed easily. It is not a wrong choice to change plans quickly.

Although they chose to remain silent and observe his movements, the White Tiger might be able to step over the vanguard without a fight and destroy the rearguard first. If the back line is destroyed, then all the preparation plans will be chaotic and casualties cannot be avoided. Because of that, there is no harm in acting early.

"JUMP!!"

Leaving behind those words, all jumped out from his hiding. Not to attack or avoid the White Tiger, but to avoid tens of thousands of bullets fired through automatic weapons. Not quite getting there, realizing the other Heroes are moving in time and protecting each other's backs, Rigel uses his rainwater to turn them into needle-sharp water droplets. The water needle shot, along with the rate of the fire bullet.

The entire bullet was fired from all directions, allowing the White Tiger to be unable to escape amidst the rain of water and bullets.

"As expected, lowly humans like you are always thinking of despicable and cunning things, like,"

The White Tiger just stayed in place, without any care for the slightest rain of bullets and needles approaching him. His attitude, the face of the monster is no different from a bored person who does not feel danger, disaster or chaos approaching.

His figure stood upright with all four legs. Ignoring any approaching danger, he raised his front right leg and hit the ground firmly. His body was blown into the air, the ground where the previous stand was destroyed by the impact and thousands of bullets that hit him.

Surely it will not be that easy, yes, inner Rigel while staring at the White Tiger who was in the air.

He looked at Rigel and the others like he was staring at an ugly insect about to die. So ugly, unattractive and disgusting. Almost he intended to eliminate him with one final attack, but undo his intention because it would cause excessive fatigue.

After all, he felt something not wearing came from the white-haired human—more precisely to something he had. Feelings of emptiness, unpleasantness, loneliness, sadness and various other feelings. But among all that, a feeling of despair haunted him.

From the White Tiger's point of view, something that the white-haired human— Rigel possessed, made him rejoice a little. To him such a thing was something that could purify an excessively filthy and disgusting world. Killing him here would be detrimental, but if it could get him on his side, the goal would be achieved, just like White Tiger had thought.

"Low-humans, let's see how strong you are."

Roaarrrwwwrr...,

The White Tiger roared loudly, throwing wind and super high sound waves towards the front and center guards. Marcel and the others join Rigel for protection.

Rigel gathered the energy in his left hand, Mana gathered together and created bluish particles similar to drifting drops of water, as if against the laws of physics.

Pulling back his hand and desperately scrambling, he struck the air and sent out a powerful energy wave accompanied by sharp water spines that pierced through the sound waves, heading straight for the White Tiger.

Booms!!

A loud bang was heard, even though only the air that had no physical form was struck. The water balls shot out at the speed of sound, lunging straight at the White Tiger.

Gazing at the bluish glint that shot towards him, the White Tiger disappeared from the spot, chasing after Aland who had the slowest reflexes of the others. Aland turned 180° while swinging his hammer, but the White Tiger disappeared again and plunged out of the sky like a high-speed white meteor.

Aland changed the path of the speed of his hammer which had originally swung horizontally now changed direction to diagonally.

"Fuck!!"

Duars!!

A strong gust of wind crashed into the air, where the White Tiger had been before, because now he had been right behind him. Aland was wide open, without the slightest defense and the White Tiger claws nearly tore through his waist. In the decisive second, Nadia smashed her claws at each other with the White Tiger. From the technique he almost rivaled it, but he lost in physical so that it crashed very strongly. Even so, at least he managed to stay away from Aland from death.

Finding Nadia knocked down very strongly, Ray tried to minimize the damage by blocking and arresting Nadia. Even with his strength, Ray was pushed back a few meters until he finally managed to hold it back.

Not wanting to be left behind, Marcel, Takumi, and Ozaru surrounded from three directions including the air. The goal was to cut off his head in one attack, but the three of them crashed at the same time. White Tiger was back in the air, Rigel stared at him and demonstrated the movement of the athlete repelled the bullet with his left hand. A blue ball was put on the hand and five other small balls in the fingers formed and shot rapidly towards the White Tiger, but again did not hit it. Again unable to scratch it, as if all the attacks that were pointing at it were destined not to hit it.

"Tch! It's not as easy as burning paper!"

Rigel started cursing in annoyance. Although it was different in size and smaller than other calamities, fighting it was much more troublesome with his crazy speed.

"The speed is not normal, even I can not follow it" said Marcel. Aland nodded in agreement with his words.

His speed was indeed something, but from what he observed, there was an awkwardness from his movements. Although it is not known to be true or not, it is at least worth trying.

"Although that is the case, there is no other way but to keep attacking" Ozaru warned.

Ray and Nadia join them and protect each other's backs, fearing that the monster could appear anywhere. Noticing that, White Tiger displayed sharp fangs and saliva that splattered out, in an instant his figure disappeared.

This time he did not immediately appear, there was a pause of a few seconds before their instincts sounded at the same time.

"From above!!"

Hearing that, Ozaru slightly jumped up, maneuvered in the air and extended his staff. He spun a quarter circle and slapped the powerful White Tiger figure that was free-falling towards them.

The slap using a stick seems to have hit him. The proof, the pace of the White Tiger changed and hit the nearby trees. Although he was fast, it did not mean that he was invincible. Certainly there will always be weakness and negligence from his super incredible speed.

"It seems to work!" Nadia exclaimed, as did Aland who looked satisfied.

As most of their attacks missed continuously, this one blow was more than enough to restore mental and fighting spirit.

That said, a demand for an attack that does not at all hit an opponent can cause a person to receive a lot of psychological burdens that lead to ongoing frustration. Maybe it's easier to liken it to you trying to kill a fly using chopsticks, but never get it until finally really burdened and annoyed with it.

If observed better, it seems to have been targeted by the White Tiger since the beginning, because he deliberately did not force himself to physically injure. He tried to hurt others through mental burdens.

"Don't be happy just yet, he won't die with that halmeh" Rigel warned the others. He turned back to Ozaru by his side, who seemed to realize something as well.

"Are you thinking the same thing as me??" He asked, without turning his attention to the White Tiger who rose up, without any dust sticking to his body.

"Could it be...., is it good that we just try??"

"Yes." Yeah."

Although they do not say their own thoughts, Rigel is quite confident that Ozaru has the same thoughts as him. In addition, Ozaru may be one of the few people who understands Rigel's way of thinking.

Although there was no hard evidence to corroborate him, there was no harm in making this fight as proof that they understood each other.

Finding Rigel and Ozaru having thoughts and plans unbeknownst to them, Marcel and the others take the initiative to support as best they can. In a way that does not hinder and does not act rashly alone.

"Wahh, wahh, annoying too, I guess. Since I aim to purify the world, there are decrees that living beings must obey, especially the lowly ones. The edict contained, whatever it is from the low touches me, then perish him."

His voice was still rough, like an om-om, but his tone was as cold as a needle embedded hundreds of years in the Ice and thrust into the skin.

It's bad, although it's a good thing that it can hurt him, making him angry this fast is not an option. At least, let the cat go berserk as soon as Rigel and Ozaru finish testing the thing that's on their heads.

"Cockfighting! Let's do it now, Ozaru!!"

"Yes!"

The two of them ran with the aim of facing the White Tiger head-on without caring about self-defense. Because more than anything, there is no strongest defense other than the strongest attack.

Rigel gathered the energy in his left hand to create the Asura Punch, yet the White Tiger that was in front of him disappeared, as if it was not really in front of him. Now, the White Tiger is behind him, but don't forget Ozaru who is looming behind him as well.

He flicked his staff towards White Tiger, but avoided it because White Tiger had been by their side. As if he had guessed that, Rigel threw the giant Asura Punch just as White Tiger appeared there, but again avoided it easily.

Even so, it was not anger or disappointment, resentment or frustration, but rather a wide smile on their lips, growing like a flower blooming in the morning. I didn't expect their thinking to be exactly the same. It was also unexpected that the thought seemed to be a plausible theory of its speed.

As soon as White Tiger disappeared, Ozaru enlarged and extended his staff towards the high sky, where White Tiger arrived— had just arrived, as if teleporting. In that lag time, Rigel also gathered a great power in both hands and stretched it forward. Ozaru's wand almost hit the White Tiger, but his figure disappeared again. But—

"Material Buster!!"

—laser destroyer Rigel explodes into an empty place that unexpectedly becomes the moving point of White Tiger. For this reason, he was forced to accept Rigel's attack raw and crashed far enough, along with the ground and trees that were burned because of it.

Although his speed was completely beyond their capabilities, it did not mean that there was no way to conquer his speed, as long as they knew the pattern.

"It seems like we're really one thought yes," Rigel said, smiling slightly satisfied.

"Hahaha, yes.., it was completely unexpected that such was the concept behind the incongruity about his previous movements," Ozaru agreed and smiled.

Marcel and the others seemed to be amazed and it took longer or not at all to the scene before them. Rigel and Ozaru were about to explain that the White Tiger had a special pattern in its escape, but anger and something not wearing pierced the skin. Originally from where Rigel fired the laser destroyer— where White Tiger was.

His figure is back visible. Despite receiving a huge attack earlier, he seemed to be fine. There was not even any dust or dirt stuck to his body. Moreover, the most terrifying thing was that his eyes were furrowing sharply and a bluish aura emanating from his body. There is one word that describes his figure is now 'Delicious'.

"Two times.., twice you did it, I guess! It seems that you really need to be purified, come here and feel the claws that split the heavens!!"

This time the hostile intent completely came out of the White Tiger, as if the previous fight only looked like a mere body stretch. Whether it can still be useful or not, the pattern Rigel and Ozaru found would be useless if the White Tiger held back from the start. Apparently, a completely new Death battle is about to start now and right now.