The Maniacal General With His Crazy System

Jack and Harleen were gazing at everything happening through the portal at a safe distance, but none of them were feeling safe. The reason was due to how Spectre and his clones were dominating the battle, Saitama and Laura were being beaten from one side to the other side.

Blood had finally been shed; Saitama had huge wounds on his body where blood was gushing out. And Laura wasn't in a better position either, three clones of Spectre were hunting her like animals.

Saitama was facing four clones of Spectre by himself, and by the time Saitama was able to stand up properly, he would get kicked in the face by one of them flying towards another clone which would attack him. But no matter how many times Saitama was hit, he wasn't backing down.

Laura on the other hand was barely escaping the hands of the three clones that were barely missing her position each time. Laura had to focus on her every movement and the movements of the three clones, because she knew, if one of them caught her, she would die.

"…" Jack wasn't laughing nor having fun, he was seeing a battle that was far above what he had thought was possible in this Universe. Yet his eyes were staring at everything happening, to learn.

"Isn't Ave-…" Before Harleen could say anything, she could hear a voice through the portal.

"This is enough, stand still." A soothing voice sounded out throughout the entire planet.

Not only did Spectre's clones gaze up towards the sky, even Laura and Saitama did the same. They were all seeing the same thing; a man wearing a black military outfit standing on the air, gazing at Laura and Saitama.

As Saitama wanted to let out a sigh and say something, he suddenly fell through the ground as a portal appeared beneath his feet… Not only did Saitama vanish, even Laura, Jack and Harleen vanished from this place which was made by Spectre.

Saitama gazed around and noticed that they were on Earth once again in their home, he managed to see Laura, Harleen and Jack by his side. A couch appeared behind him, he sat and leaned back, he was exhausted.

Harleen and Jack did the same without saying anything, they had seen too much today.

Laura on the other hand stood there silently, even whilst being tired, she clenched her fists tightly… "Damn it…" She mumbled to herself as her solemn expression was almost breaking. Laura wasn't happy, she was not only angry at herself, she was also disappointed in herself for not being able to accomplish Averill's request to defeat Spectre.

As they were all lost in their own thoughts, a portal appeared in front of them, it showed the image of the planet Saitama and Laura fought against Spectre and his clones. But now, Averill was standing there whilst being surrounded by seven clones of Spectre.

Saitama quickly sat up straight as his eyes squinted unknowingly, he wanted to know what would happen, he wanted to see how the battle between Spectre and Averill will be like.

And it wasn't only Saitama that did that, Laura, Harleen and Jack did the same. They wished to see the difference between Spectre who had crushed Laura and Saitama, fighting now against Averill.

"You finally showed up, Averill." The main clone of Spectre spoke up whilst gazing at Averill who had a huge smile on his face. "It would be a little bit annoying to find your ragtag group after dealing with you as I can't sense them any longer, but after I am done with you, they will be the next." Spectre spoke calmly, his goal was after all Averill and not the rest as they were too weak in his opinion to disrupt the order of the Universe.

Averill kept his silence, yet the huge smile on his face changed… It changed to something else, from a huge happy smile into a smirk that belittled Spectre.

And before Spectre could say anything, Averill's sooth voice sounded out clearly and peacefully. "You think you are on the top of this Universe due to your Powers. Show me the reason for your arrogance in wanting to get rid of me and my soldiers. I usually would warn my opponent about the risk of wanting to attack me but…" Averill's soothing voice stopped as his sharp eyes glared at Spectre and the clones that were surrounding him. "… I will not give you the same warning. I will not only rip apart your clones apart, I will rip this Universe apart till I find your main body. I will destroy everything you love, just wait for that, Spectre." The tone that came out of Averill's throat was gravelly.

The moment Averill finished speaking, he let out his aura slowly but surely. A mixture of green and black aura seeped outside of himself, and the moment it touched the planet beneath it, it crumbled before turning into dust within a second… The space around Averill began cracking, and two weapons appeared in the hands of Averill, a white gun in his right hand and a black rapier in his left hand.

Spectre's clones had to step back a few steps as they felt the heavy pressure that came with Averill's aura. It didn't take long before Spectre was able to sense something similar to what he had sensed before. "…! Are you a God that has created your own Universe?! Then why are you here!?" It didn't make sense for Spectre for a God that can make his own Universe to travel to another Universe that wasn't his. Because he knew one thing, a God was stronger in his own Universe and there would be risks of getting killed if he went to other Universes.

[Host, do not let this Fake God's words confuse Host. Being able to create a Universe doesn't make someone a God, even if Host has his own Domain which counts as a Universe, Host shouldn't allow himself to be short-sighted in this matter.] The System of Unyielding, a former Creator of everything spoke into Averill's mind. As a former Creator, the System of Unyielding wasn't someone that enjoyed watching these Fake Gods ruin the name of being an actual God, at least in front of its Host.

"A Fake God… That makes more sense." Averill didn't bother mumbling whilst gazing at Spectre, it hadn't been long since that the System had told him that it had been previously one of the Creators, so therefore in Averill's mind, being able to create a Universe wasn't worthy to be on the same scale as of those Creators who had made everything…

Averill raised up his right hand and aimed his gun at one of the clones of Spectre before shooting dozens of bullets rapidly. And that was the beginning of the battle.

The seven clones of Spectre began moving at the same time towards Averill in different ways. Some were focusing on creating and moving weapons from afar, some used high speed, and some went straight towards Averill.

But Averill wasn't even bothered to gaze around as he was using his aura to sense everything happening around himself. He turned to the left slightly before using his left hand to raise his rapier and stab forward swiftly. And as he stabbed, the rapier managed to pierce of the incoming clones of Spectre.

Yet Averill wasn't finished with a single stab, Averill infused his weapon with his own Divine Power which had remnants of destructive powers through his rapier to destroy the clone of Spectre from within.

Barely 0,01 second had passed by, but the clone that had gotten stabbed by Averill's rapier turned into dust before vanishing into nothingness. It had barely taken any effort for Averill to kill one of the clones of Spectre, and their numbers went from seven to six…

"Steal…!" The other six clones of Spectre learned quickly, and they did the same thing at the same time. They focused on stealing Averill's power and strength away from him…!