the red orb changes shape into a flaming scythe with 3 claws/blades, which tears through the air with a single slash, and also burns off the ice you tried to use, battlefury.
a burning red rift appears where the demon was before and starts leaking nothingess.
"What. Do. You. Want.
"my troops dies within 3 seconds of arrival."
"Sooooo?"
Fix this.
I Won't Ask Twice
"woah, calm down"
"i'll do it, i'll do it."
"lousy good for nothing desendants who think they can do whatever they want..."
[b] ". . ."
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the devil walks out, pretending to hate having to leave hell, but really, he thinks i did better on here then his palace back in his base.
embers and flecks of ash flys through the air, forming into a small orb, and i pull out the red orb-fire orb- thing, red light and actual flames reverse-fading into existance and flowing into it, streams of lava and tourtured souls, as more light gathers before suddenly-
someone wishes to interfere?
how quaint.
C O N S U M E R .
I H E A R Y O U D O N ' T L I K E T H E HEAT.
Get Out of the Kitchen.
sorry, you gotta go.
EDIT: and yes, i mean alicia or whatever alias shes using
i run forward, slashing them in face while the summon that fountain. "DRUGS ARE A BAD. THAT IS NOT A GOOD. THAT IS NOT A GOOD. then i throw them aside and get to work corrupting the fountain, first cloging it with hellfire, then creating a tornado of flame, souls and lava around it and me, so as to not be affected whilst i work. first, i replace the solid matter with obsidion, removing the visual brightness, before i pull out a black crystal, replacing the top of my summoned wand, and begin a strange ritual, black on white, as if a cruel mockery of the world, a large dark dragon with glowing red eyes and white bone plating, its image strange and frightening, and the air is sucked in, as well as anything that breaches my shield, into a small orb, shrinking even as its mass grows, which sucks in all the... stuff... the fountain may spurt. it darkens, light flying from me as the devil sustains the tornado, though it doesnt kill me. i raise my hand, and a bloodred shield appears around it, keeping the world from being destroyed. more and more gets sucked in, before i stop. there, the fountan has been contained. I D I O T S.
having re-read their post, they imply wider effects.
no matter, i calmly turn around and raise my hands.
dark fire, blue and purple appears in each, and i put them both together, a cold blue flame, which twists, flying upwards and toward the hole i created. the hole bursts into icy fire, and the altered world shifts.
the buildings fall, the light corrupts, the sun falls and is eaten by a snake. you should not have tried to right things.
they will only get worse.
i raise my eyes to the "sun" you brought, and a thin beam of pure black flys forth, darker then the darkest void betwean stars, and it pierces your false sun. light leakes from the gap, but the line does not waver, and expands, cracking and shattering the "sun", pulsing and swelling, and a black sludge appears in front of me, melding to my skin and changing it, veins of black all over and my clothes the same, and i split in 66, each equaly strong, and each going another direction. the gems are corrupted, broken to shards which scatter and darken, each painfuly sharp,the "wellsprings of love and food" being cleansed with a simple equasion, proof that life is not worth living and everyone does things for the reward, a cold rational explanation of the world, and a group, 666 strong, of spiders, runs to the food and scitters down to its source, poisoning it and turning it into a source of power for me, all the fountains growing dark growths on the sides, the stone turning red, and my clones reform into one.
there is a dark maisma around him/me, and the dark power the fountains now produce grows, flowing into me and wreathing me in flames, hiding my skin and form, before i rise into the sky, eyes a dark red, almost vengful, and the only visible part of me. the devil rises, ready to help again, and together we raze the earth anew, light draining and changing, the demon reshaping the north to that which it was before, and i reshape the south, black ground and icey rivers, the trees almost white, but clearly blue to an extent, a harsh cold falling over it, as a dome of ice begins to form, fracturing the light in a pattern, but one second spent looking will be your demise. blue fires spring up, and my cruel darkness flows into a small blue orb, which sustains this fractured dome and all inside it, and i turn to the devil who is almost done, pull out my wand, and warp to the sun, fire coalecing on it, before falling back to the battlefield, a meteor wreathed in light, white on black, landing on that fountain and reducing it to rubble, and point the wand at the firey side of the battlefield, clouds of smoke and unearthly light flowing forth, and a wall of flesh rising from the ground forming another dome-half, fire wreathing it, and a dark red gem, too small to see if it didnt glow so bright, floats to the air, sustaining that half.
having stoped them, i continue my previous action, though i expand the tornado of fire in prediction of further attempts, and i think i'll add more detail to my shield, which of cource will disipate after there are no more attacks on me.
the tornado grows, consuming more and more matter, and the devil says "You BETTER make me good resort when this is all over"
sure, sure
red glyphs and intricate symbols fill the air and darken the sky, everywere. beams of bloodred light fly from each, all landing in my wand which has returned to normal with a red crystal, untold power glistening within, just barely outside the swaschild radius, and i plunge my wand into the ground, 6 fissures spliting out, all expanding the tornado on contact, dark voids streaming out with more abominations, dark monsters roaring and running everywere, programed to block whatever might get in the way, and i point to 2 of them, enchanting them with false light, their eyes changing to a brighter tone, gaining a resistance to anything that might use "holy" light to stop me. Hah.

more fire fills the skys, and i twist my hand. a hole in the tornado opens, letting the simumodder through, and more and more of it flows forward. now to strengthen it. i vanish in a orange flash, darkened mist flowing from it temporarily, and arrive in outer space, near a star. my hand sticks out, glowing slightly, and the orb changes form into a really big scepter with the biggest crystal you've ever seen, about the size of a house. plasma flows from the star, drawn toward it, and the shade goes from black, slowly shifting toward white, brighter and brighter, before i warp back to the battlefield, and the stick appears in the ground. oops.

i let go of it, and jump to the crystal, pressing my hand to it. the fire of a star flows forth, strong and powerful, and twists, engulfing my body with a mere fraction of its power. my other hand raises, and orb of plasma gathering in it, and then slowly moves toward the tornado. the orb lands, and the tornado strengthens imesurably, rising in power to the point of being hard to look at, and yet more joins in, thickening and twisting, and the tornado becomes practicaly insourmountable, even an 2 degree kelvin ice cube 1 meter wide would melt to vapor in seconds, and yet more flows in, spacial bending becoming the only option to avoid it.
of course, the rest of my action is inside the tornado.

i have more time and i would realy rather i GET something from this then nothing, so i keep going.
my eye glows as the ebony trees i create shed their skeletal leaves, a small tornado forming around me, and i raise my hand. a small area around me freezes, cold blue fires growing around me, and a light blue aura glistens in my hand. i throw it down and the light around me shifts again, almost becoming a 'cheerfull' tone, corrupt plants growing quickly, and it shifts one final time, small orbs hotter then the sun circleing me, trails of light behind them, and i shift Again, despite the "final", a black cloak appearing and everything from before being sucked in, a small red gem the size of a pea appears, slightly darkened red, that is. i raise the gem and black light flows forth, growing and spinning before finaly becoming yet another shield around the proceeds. i should hope this is enough.
i lift the wand, drawing in more death and despair, as the devil glows, needing no tool, even the fire demons being drawn toward him, though they are able to resist.
the devil barks at them "MAGGOTS! Get to work on this battlefield,that consumer fool did a number on my resort."
the pain around us is almost tangible, though the the temprature has actualy droped to a frigged 1 degree, despite the firestorm around us being so vast. finaly, there is enough power gathered, and a strange light rises from the orb, tendrils of red energy flickering in and out of existance, as a tether and beam connect it to me and the devil, respectivly. the tether pulses as if filled with blood, dark red light glistening off its surface, as small cracks appear in the world and ridges like blood seem to fade into existance, a pentagram appearing on the ground unbidden, and yet even more gathers, orange glpyhs and thyme-colored wind swirling around and brown light rising from the cracks that have already formed, gouls and wisps of ruby light flying forth, more yet more, untill one cannot even see. and it goes on longer still, burning and crackeling with power, evil and pain gaining solid manifestations, before. . .


the light stops, and the orb of ash glows a very red, tendrils expanding and writhing, and the substance changes to blazeium, a totaly real hell ore. it turns trasperant, glistening a brighter red, and the orb is done. still, there is more to it.

i go read in a giant librarby in my own mind for ~82572 years, then go back to now and implement a strange pedestal, placing the orb on it. the effect causes any PS entitys summoned by terrain to not killed by terrain or weather statuses for their first 10 rounds of existance, as well as protecting them for status effects from either of those causes.

still, i have to do more, and so i raise my hand and a dark light gathers, forming a double of me, which twists and spins in the light,shriveling,and forms a shield over a large area to darken it. it jumps off, light glistening, before 3 dark orange bands form and spin, detail increasing, on and on, visions of triving citys and burned ruins flashing withing, and the color shifts to red, runes on them, and a thick fog dessends on the area, beams becoming visible and such, and everything else being boscured, burning fire forming and changing the smoke, and strange symbols appear via light sources, one last symbol after a full minute, an 1/2 closed eye.

the world shifts, tips, and almost seems to fall, like everyone just got very, very drunk, a distorted flash in this moment of confusion and instability, a high shriek, and the world rights itself. ghosts and flames spin through the air, rocks rising and falling in an instant, dark wisps and mutant freaks seeming to be there, but slowly, and surely, the world returns to normal.
just one thing.
one.
there is a temple around the orb, black as knight and warded via magic, glyphs of protection appearing everywere if an attack is attempted.
nobody knows what happened, but the world... changed, in that moment.

strange.

very, very, strange.

Tricklejest [AS]: Level 2: 32500/35000 XP
Combat Specials: Heroism, Lv: Basic, Advanced
ConsumerOfAll [AS]: Level 1: 26500/30000 XP
Combat Specials: Megacorprruption, Lv: Basic
Hezetor [AS]: Level 1: 21000/30000 XP
Combat Specials: Atom Smasher, Lv: Basic
Jondanger23 [AS]: Level 1: 19500/30000 XP
Combat Specials: Sub-Terranean, Lv: Basic
Sp33d0n [AS]: Level 1: 20500/30000 XP
Combat Specials: Atramentum Maledictus, Lv: Basic
micbs [AS]: Level 1: 24000/30000 XP
Combat Specials: Political Discourse, Lv: Basic
engie [AS]: Level 1: 16000/30000 XP
Combat Specials: Corpse Maker, Lv: Basic
Urus [AS]: Level 1: 6500/30000 XP
Combat Specials: Snake In My Boot, Lv: Basic
Battlefury [AS]: Level 1: 11000/30000 XP
Combat Specials: WOOF, Lv: Basic
Redstonetam15 [AS]: Level 1: 500/30000 XP
Combat Specials: Free Model Mason, Lv: Basic
Toast [AS]: Level 0: 18000/25000 XP
Cyanogynist [AS]: Level 0: 20000/25000 XP
Talist [AS]: Level 0: 22500/25000 XP
CobaltShade [AS]: Level 0: 6000/25000 XP
Emerald_Mann [AS]: Level 0: 13000/25000 XP
JOEbob [PS]: Level 3: 1500/40000 XP
Combat Specials: Portaltech, Lv: Basic, Advanced. Infernal Wrath, Lv: Basic
[spoiler=AFK]
Twinbuilder [AS]: Level 0: 2000/25000 XP
Nikitaw99 [AS]: Level 0: 4000/25000 XP

i use Infernal Wrath (basic) on maria, then blink over to the ninjaneer, "you should have died the first time."
i raise my hand, and a blue orb appears.
"now, i never did summon this, but i think i'll use it anyway"
i grab the blue orb, which melds into a pair of gloves immediatly. then i raise my hand, and the "holy" water "fannar" was shooting at the demons redirects itself in midair, forming a small orb, somehow compressed. the orb darkens, tinting ever so slightly purple, and i throw it forward, landing a direct hit on the 'neer, and it freezes, a cold blue. i embed the orb into his forehead(-analoug?).

i close my hand into a fist.
the orb shrinks.
i open my hand.
the orb erupts into icey spikes, sharp and strong, sticking the ninjaneer in place, and i raise my hand, lifting the 'neer. the glove melds into a steel cannon, which i point at the 'neer, and fires, waves and ripples of power from the edges of the beam.
this should do it.
now to deal with their attempts to cool the world. the red orb replaces the cannon, and i catch it.
infernal fire burns around it, and some darkened light glistens off the surface of the orb, as it melds into a GiANT LAZOR CANNON OF FIRE.
now, obviously this cannon needs some time to charge, and I'll have to rebuild the tourture-sphere afterwards, but who cares? (not me)
while the cannon charges, I take out a pickaxe, then start carresing it. yes, carresing it, that makes perfect sense. it also creates a giant shield of rocks around the cannon so nobody stops it in this charge-up phase

sadly, underknight sees me carresing it, so they has to die. oh well. i run forward, and punch them in the face. a crowd of people shows up and starts yelling "how dare you hit a gurl!!1!", mistaking the lack of clarified gender, and tries to kill me. however, 'knight is between them and me, so they hit it all the time while i masterfully dodge gunshots, arrows, and grenades. after ~197 seconds of dodgeing bullets and punching people, one of them throws a truck, so i walk through a portal (not using a charge of the armor), and then walk back after it lands, see 'knight is still alive, and run forward, dodgeing another truck from the mobs remains, and kick them in the back, punch it hard, and take out a penguin.
the penguin is so adorable that 'knight starts to hug and cuddle it, kissing it and saying they will love it forever and stuff, but then i take out an orb of penguinium, and summon 10373648 penguins. it is then hit by all of them learning to fly using the dubstep drive from directly beneath her, with the steam launcher and the superhero body, and the last one uses sonic bullet thing and omega penguin while wearing the omega brick. the omega bricks 666 raw sex appeal makes them somehow fall in love, and it grabs the penguin as it begins its assent. sadly, all the midair obstacles batter it badly, and when the brick and the penguin hit the moon, it shatters.
they is teleported to the other side of the planet, and all the parts of the moon land directly on top of her. having hopefully dealt a bunch of damage, i then turn my attention to the cannon, which is almost ready.
i dispell a very small part of the barrier, keep an eye out for anything that could stop it, and fire the cannon, which vaporises all the water on that side of the field with shear heat, and then strikes the underknight, who "randomly" got thrown in front of it, and absorbs the rest of the beam. good, now i just have to set everything on fire again!

the cannon turns back into a wand, but the leftover power is nearly too much for it, and i imediatly cast "Helscapeify VI" with it, which is a totaly real spell, and turns a 6666 meter area around the user into a hellscape. that is, lava rivers, skeletal trees, tourtured souls, sharp floor, you know, the works. [will add more latter maybe]