The World's most Overpowered Side-Character

"... A generous dog...?" Lars slowly repeated Ikaris's words, his eyes widening and his throat going dry in response to his rage blowing a cap in his sense of reason. "A generous dog?" The man asked a second time, staring in disbelief at the goddess who continued laughing at his expense, finding his shock amusing after he had foregone all defences and just stood there motionless.

"This..." He lowered his gaze with his teeth grit and started fuming so hard that steam began escaping his nose and ears, his slim figure visibly bulked just a little, and his hazel eyes began shimmering with traces of something dark and primitive deep within him.

Ikaris, sensing the change in the General next to her stopped laughing and began descending along with him, staring intently. "How dare you mock me...

this is the problem with you lesser Celestials; you think the vast and endless worlds are yours to conquer and do with as you please, you treat all other beings as garbage without even thinking for a moment that there is something out there greater than yourselves, you fucking narcissists!" Lars rapidly descended and landed with a crash bending his knees as his General's jacket burned away revealing a tight fitting black plain T-shirt beneath it.

"Today, I will teach you a lesson you will take to your grave, Ikaris of the Vatui, I will make you beg for death and scream my name in surrender!!" He exclaimed, staring at her descent while a transparent white phemnomena appeared around his body further blowing everything away as he began screaming to the skies.

"Then the time for talking has come to an end little dog...!" Ikaris, who had been humorous a few moments ago was now as serious as she could ever be as she altered her trajectory and sped towards him with her fists clenched together and her eyes burning with white mana. "Here is where you taste your first defeat!"

"Orraaaaa!!" Lars roared outraged, thrusting his one fist at her while she descended witrh a double strike aimed for his head.

His pride had been mauled at this point by the blatant disrespect she had offered so willingly on a silver platter, and then gone the extra mile of laughing as a side dish, he challenged her descending strike, and to Ikaris's surprise the punch he thrust managed to overpower hers, but rather than let herself be flung around as was the usual trope whever a punch outdid yours, Ikaris tanked a half of the blow to slow herself down and then spun out of the way allowing his own kinetic force to throw him off balance when his attack met thin air while she righted herself mid-spin and delivered a kick right in the side of his head causing him to stagger to the side while she regained her footing.

"Even though I have made five consecutive casts, this bastard is still so strong, and by the feels of it..." Ikaris dodged his wild attempt at grabbing her by diving backwards, landing on the ground and thrusting her heels into his chin causing him to stagger once more while she flipped to the side and pressed her hand against his side.

[Unknown Tier basic skill; Explosion]

"It feels like he has barely scratched the surface of his power" Ikaris mused when her attack made a circular ring in Lars's side and blew him off his feet sending him crashing into a nearby mountain range.

She tried hiding it, but she could feel something she had not felt in a while surfacing again when her heart began beating faster.

"So, that's how you intend to play, hm?" Sol smiled sitting at the edge of his seat as he took in every aspect of his wife's fight against the eighth General. "I seem to have affected the way she percieves a serious threat because of the way I see my own fights."

"Is she, smiling?" Keele asked shocked and in disbelief. "Her attacks have all been completely ineffective, the fight has only begun!"

"Her smile has nothing to do with victory, Keele" Cecelia answered her concerns with a concerned glare of her own directed at the goddess.

"She is excited because she is fighting an opponent that is stronger than her current self, what the hell, who smiles in a situation like that?" She looked at Sol, but found him also smiling widely from second-hand excitement, and then at Dina who held a smirk along with Arla who had more of a helpless smile as she looked at all of them, Sara who was seated next to Sol was also smiling daintily while sipping a cup of tea and eating biscuits, seeing such expressions on all their faces rubbed Cecelia the wrong way and made her skin crawl, she was not finding the appeal in Ikaris's situation, she saw nothing that warranted a smile.

"Are you all crazy?" She asked, but was paid no heed. "What the fuck?"

"She is still...?!" Lars approached Ikaris with disdain and irritation when he found the smile on her face."

"Heh... hehehe," Unable to contain her excitement, Ikaris let out a series of chuckles when hers and Lars's fists clashed again ans she was able to withstand his head on assaule this time. "Aside from mana, the system has given us a drastic advantage over all other lifeforms, he is a genuis...

I am unaware if there is another god out there in the Grand Collective as intelligent as Adonai; he is truly one of a kind, and to think; he is my descendant, born from my own flesh and blood, birthed by my mana, I am proud to call him kin!" Ikaris laughed, grabbing Lars's hands as the two of them entered a battle of physical power.

"Do you feel it, little doggy?" Ikaris grinned when he began overpowering her. "POWER! WELLING UP FROM DEEP INSIDE OF ME, BRISTLING WITH POTENCY, RAGING TO COME FORTH!!"

"Raaaahh!" Lars seething, pushed Ikaris until she was almost parallel to the ground, but as she had said; there was power beneath the surface raging to come forth, and he bore the full brunt of that violent outpour of power when she opened her mouth, tightening her grip on his hands and raising her heels into his abdomen, pulling at him so he became immobile, turning the grapple into a tug-of-war.

"What is tha-"

[Unknown tierr; Cosmic Scream]

The force of which the man had never once in his life experienced crashed into his face, charring his skin as he felt the full consequence of a ranged attack being released point-blank.

Because of the nature of the attack, the planet shook as the sands all began turning to glass from just the lights being released. "Enough!!" Lars stopped pulling and forced himself forward, slamming his forehead into Ikaris's nose and then slipping out of her grip with a twist of his hands, catching her by her leg and spinning with her several times.

"I have had enough of your parlour tricks!" He tried slamming her into the ground, but Ikaris skipped free of his grasp and landed with her back turned and her palm aimed directly at his burnt up face again.

[Unknown Tier; Incineration Maximum]

[Creation Tier; Stream]

"Burn away!!" Ikaris exclaimed with her eyes shut.

[Magic combination; Divine Ray]

Unable to reach her or dodge the attack, Lars crossed both his hands and leapt backwards as best he could, resulting in the unreasonably fast divine apparition tearing into his arms and blowing a hole clean though his right shoulder when he angled himself just enough that it would push him to the side and avoid any vital organs.

"She gets stronger with every new attack..." Lars skipped several times across the loose sands and rocks, coming to a halt again when he found solid ground beneath him in the form of a small cylinder-shaped formation in a field of similar shaped rocks ranging from the size of a household cup to that of skyscrapers. "Those last two damaged me more than I expected...

how is she doing it, and what is that strange and endless pit of power she is so effortlessly accessing? I need to know what she has been doing all these years to have grown this strong, if the Emporium could find a way to use such a power nothing in existence could resist us...!"

His burns had mostly healed, but his lips had been burnt off completely, revealing his skeleton beneath.

The man took a quick glance at his shoulder, focusing on healing that wound instead and then looking up at Ikaris who was walking through the molten sand and across the burninf desert towards him, her eyes were alive with the will to keep fighting, and her smile had not faltered, even as her face had been soiled by the blood dried from dripping down her nose. "Compared to her, I have been on the recieving end this entire time, she indeed possesses the strength and power of a high born Celestial, but I will not give her the pleasure of believing she is superior in any way, I will crush her." He patted his shoulder and stood from his crouch.

"It has been a while since I have needed to use my true power, but I understand your need to be destroyed faster, so I will comply and erase you," Lars closed his eyes for a second and then opened them, the hazel had turned to a bright green, once again, his body was going through rapid change as it grew a tad larger with his muscles bulking up once more, the white translucent energy that had hugged him was now a light shade of green, and he wore a more feral expression, though calm.

The greatest change was not that of his released power though, it was because in the second it took him to release his power, Ikaris's fist was right before his face sending ripples across his skin as the waves of mana surrounding her made contact before the physical attack connected, and yet the man just stood there staring with no reaction to the threat at all.

"I will wipe that smug smile off your face as soon as I figure out what method you used to gain the power if high borns, Ikaris of the Vatui."