At a single side of the vast stretch of land, monstrous creatures donned in a multitude of unsightly appearances advanced further into already rampaged land and once again made their presence felt by all creatures near, though not all of them made way towards the secure lines of the Knights.To the monsters’ group, the concentration of the force left was evidently clear. As if those creatures knew already that this was the last time they would clash with opponents of a flying kind, opponents who undoubtedly held up for this long even after being crushed and pulverized, the number of enemies was steadily declining due to their efforts. Nevertheless, the last remnants also held steadily fast at slaying their forces with each step taken and neared closer into enemy territory. The Knights could hold up for so long until no one was left. But other forces would eventually come. As if the horde was aware of presences of other Legions from the surrounding areas could intervene, they promp
“Roger!”Thankfully, this horde follows the basic procedure as before and their movements could be predicted.At her order, Sphokuhle felt herself becoming overwhelmed. It was understandable. The Master of Twilight was an Assassin-class Knight, and more than that, an A-rank Knight that displayed natural talents of a sharp mind and tactical ability. Of course, partnered by the fact that she came from a wealthy family, her position was placed emphasis by their power.***Sphokuhle abruptly turned her gaze towards the proceeding space, near another uncertainty.Whenever a horde appeared, the Legions would slay all monsters without a second thought, but that was when facing monsters. And the thing in front of her was oddly misleading to identify and even so if it was on their side to begin with.The unidentifiable figure appeared to look over to what seemed like the boss’ location.As she raised her head, she saw the figure of blue approaching with an expressionless face, probably becau
Thankfully, the elite unit composed of four Masters was unharmed at the blazing projectile’s wrath. Was it due to luck coupled with their efforts of maneuverability? Evidently, the projectile was not directly fired at them due to a fact that they were not the intended enemy. Looking to the projectile, a fireball with blue flames, it had high levels of Ethereal energy wrapped about in it, pointing to that a Sykoh, preferably a Knight fired but what another thing about it was the remnants of another type of energy. Another type of energy pitch-black in nature and brought a sense of coldness around despite infused to the concentration of arid creations.Perhaps the ally they desperately wanted to join, adjusted the course of the fireball so not to harm them, but inflict damage to the guards nonetheless? A definite answer could not be given, though. After all, amidst the immediate explosion and hurls of air pressure because of the fireball, they had lost sight of what produce and sh
The figure built up unthinkable speed and momentum as to deliver the strongest strike with minimal motion.The posture taken and the form gestured to coordinate with the fact that it was airborne, was perfect. A fist brimmed with unearthly strength caught one of the guard’s jaw in less than a second.A massive bang resounded throughout the entire area and caught attention from all over. Air pressure generated furtively gestured near the vicinity.Exactly like a seasoned boxer extending their arm for a right hook with explosive speed and devastating power, the figure achieved the same effects and managed to inflict damage towards the guard’s face. Following momentum, the guard stumbled even though it stood on all fours. Ultimately, it lost balance and would fall, but the buildings near halted its descent. For the monster, thankfully it was far enough to be prey of a strike, but the boss was still far ahead while being protected by other Abyss of the same kind. ***At the somewhat o
A loud bang was heard throughout the outskirts of the city. Following a flash of light with a shade of purple, tremors and air pressure generated by said sudden explosion was apparent all over. Even distant Knights from far away could probably see it without wielding Amadioha of a green shade. A massive sphere that could scale the tallest of buildings caught attention. Accompanied with the never ending gusts of the wind, other living creatures found themselves blown away as if they shared weightless characteristics of plastic or paper. Even for the citizens, who no less could achieve a subtle level in Destroyer Arts knew from that explosion that it was one of the techniques in a Destroyer Art, the size was too abrupt, only a Knight could have activated it in such short notice. And the traces of Ethereal energy lingering in the air could catch their attention without needed effort. Certainly, the cause of the explosion needed to be identified, that being the Knight, it was unth
The boss expected a difficult fight, but this was rather not interesting in the least. If the opponent already figured the gap in numbers between them, she might have turned tail in order to save her own life or even call for further assistance. A difference in the overall forces ended up being the deciding factor. The boss would smirk but then notice something aloof with the stationed soldiers on the ground. A passing gust of wind blew slightly. In its insignificance, a rising tension among the Abyss lowered, this would guarantee the victory. But then, one head out of the heads among the stationed soldiers seemed to fall off the body and land to the ground. The next soldier near also found its head proceeding to land on the ground like a ball and roll over. Blood immediately spilled out of the decapitated bodies and finally fell to the earth. Surprisingly, another group lost the command of their bodies and fell, partly due to the heads that landed to the ground first. As if
In terms of the multitude of manners to conduct a battle against foes, there truly exist an infinite number of methods to go about conflict. Polished skills... Adaptive capabilities... Sharpened weapons… Innate abilities. Abundant talent…However, all that was pale in comparison to the proceeding situation, where a sole individual came crashing from the sky and did away with all of them using minimal effort. She commanded strength... An unordinary strength… A simple strength that could make anything and anyone kneel…It was a miracle or so to say that she could come to that moment at where the Knights’ force previously suffered a blow that left a massive dent. It was to say that due to that the Masters, the elite unit failed their given task without much needed thought to it. Being ultimately the most capable in their Legions proved a staggering responsibility to be placed atop their shoulders. However to those individuals, said load was welcomed with wholeheartedness. But, a blund
The boss was the strongest in a horde and noticing the sheer number of Abyss that crawled through the streets and everywhere else, they would be commanded. And a slightly capable boss could not maintain control of all those numbers. That glinted at a possibility at least that this one sole humaniod monster could potentially be a C-rank Abyss. As such, letting it go could be detrimental to the counterattack.A repeat of past events, the Knight would disappear like before as if she turned invisible. What was not clear from that point was that she would not let it escape. Up until then, the boss felt like a lesser individual that grasped at straws but now, a feeling of being trapped like a plaything before receiving a fatal strike became its reality. Suddenly, the boss felt a painful sensation as if its limb was being crushed. It was not an attack, but a hold over its left arm. The Knight once more appeared from thin air to the left side.Obviously, her power was unmatched. She used