The Ultimate Host

" You stole William"s chained axes?" said The Khan Assassin. "Pitiful." John clenched his jaw and swung his chain ax in the air. The Khan Assassin sprinted towards William and generated purple aura around his right arm. The purple aura dispersed from around The Khan Assassin"s arm. "Demon's Arm!" yelled the Khan Assassin. The Khan's Assassin was purple and veins bulged of his arm. John threw the chained ax at The Khan Assassin, who tilted his head to the side as the chained ax swung towards him. The chained ax wrapped around The Khan's Assassin"s body and began squeezing him like a pressure ball. Suddenly the chained ax burst off of his body. The Khan Assassin sprinted towards John and punched him in the stomach with his demonic arm. The Khan Assassin vomited up blood and crashed in a giant block of ice which crumbled into thick ice cubes the size of a couch. The Khan Assassin"s fist released smoke. He began slowly walking towards the recovering John. John wiped the blood from his mouth, formed a beam in his hand. He threw the beam at The Khan Assassin like a baseball. The Khan Assassin quickly caught the beam and dispersed it in his hand. When he opened his hand black smoke was released.

"You are too weak." "I do not realize how you defeated William." "I haven't used even 45 percent of my power," said The Khan Assassin. "Neither have I.," announced John. John clasped his hands together and black aura began generating around his body. Even though most of the demonic energy from The Hell Realm was extracted from his body he still had 2.3 percent of demonic energy in his body. The demonic energy around his bow was powerful enough to form in a bow and 50 deathly arrows. The Khan Assassin's eye began growing large. "Old Generation Demonic Power." "It still exists?" thought The Khan Assassin. Both of them used demonic energy. One used old Generation Demonic Power and New Generation Demonic Power. One was black as night, one was violet purple. The Khan Assassin began laughing.

There is a reason why The Devil enhanced the demonic energy The Hell Realm Lives off of. Because it's too weak. He began running towards John like a bull. John extended out one of his arrows and stretched it across his demonic bow. He fired it at The Khan Assassin who was not fast enough to dodge it. The arrow traveled faster than the speed of light. The Khan Assassin was fast but not as fast at the speed of light.

The arrow landed inside of The Khan Assassin's stomach. Blood splattered all over the place. The Khan Assassin's stomach scratched across the ground and more blood began to draw. John closed his eyes and sighed. The demonic bow dispersed and faded away in the air. "I did not want to do that but you left me no choice but to resort to violence," said John. The Khan Assassin rolled on his back on began coughing up blood. "Impossible!" "How can one measly little arrow dispatch me!" said The Khan Assassin. "It is not fair!"

"You are a worm!" "A worm that can be easily squashed!" The Khan Assassin's intestines began spilling on the slippery wet ground. "However, even though your arrow dispatched me I can still crush you like a worm." A long streak of blood began leaking from his head. Purple aura began generating around his body. The entire bottom of The Chosen Mountain began shaking and rumbling.

His voice grew deeper, a tail sprouted out of his tail bone, black wings sprouted out of his back, goat horns came out of his head, his skin turned purple, his teeth turned sharp, his muscles grew larger, and he grew up to ten feet. " Final Transformation!" "Wrath!" yelled The Khan Assassin.

Wrath was a monstrous demon that existed in the year 1780. Wrath killed many followers of The Chosen Mountain but was eventually slain by Master Noir. However, his body was abducted by demons under the rule of The Devil himself. He extracted his soul and constructed it into deathly new generation demonic energy which he did recently and gave it to The Khan Assassin. Wrath smacked John across The Bottom Of The Chosen Mountain.

Wrath coughed up blood and smashed into an iceberg which crumbled. "Consider yourself already dead!" yelled Wrath. Wrath flew into the air and fired five fireballs from his hands at John who quickly recovered. John began sprinting for cover. Multiple explosion of fire surrounded the Bottom Of The Chosen Mountain. John who began a boulder breathed heavily. He generated a black aura around his body and cast the energy in his hands.

The black energy turned in the demonic bow. John came out of cover and jumped into the air stretching arrows across his bow. He fired two black arrows from his demonic bow at Wrath. Wrath dodged the arrows and began laughing. He celebrated too early. Wrath snapped his fingers and the black arrows turned around as if they were heat-seeking missiles. The black arrows landed inside of Wrath's wings which exploded. Feathers and blood-splattered all over the place.

Wrath descended from the sky like a fallen angel who was exiled from heaven. He crashed in the ground which began crack. John slowly walked up to Wrath who was incapacitated. "So what now?" "You will slay me like a dog?" asked Wrath. John dispersed the demonic bow in his hand and sighed. I have no reason to kill you. We only came here for one thing. To kill Solomon. said, John. "Solomon?"

"Who the hell is Solomon?" said Wrath. In actuality, Solomon came to The Chosen Mountain requesting help but all his soldiers were slain. Since Noir was absent at the moment, Shenzhou Khan placed Solomon in an eternal illusion making him believe that he was fighting his father. Solomon's body was surrounded in a green aura. His body was inside and sealed inside The Eye Of The Sinner. The Sinner was a legendary Titan. His eye was now used as a prison. John heard all the information and made began making his way to The Top Of The Chosen Mountain.