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Demon Ascension War II
The tremors ended after an assembly of two hundred thousand demons spread like grains in the sand before them. A vast army one could see but such number only matched the Angel Warriors who only slightly suffered from the first waves of the worms and of the wraiths. Nothing to fear, Nethaniel thought. But with his great discomfort loomed not from the army assembled on the front but the concerns on their rears. The Large pylon that powered their shields that only five hundred best warriors guarding them. Thinking of the traitors and of warden Ezek, they can easily infiltrate through their defenses and high probability of destroying the crystal, hence nullifying their shields. The Warmammoths came forward as the demon army divided to provide such wide pathways for the gargantuan beasts. Their stomps could kill forty demons with one step. Their heights ranging from fifty meters to seventy. Their horns, not that of elephants but sharp Enchantium blades that can slice an entire tower
Demon Ascension War III
“I see you make fine traps. You are known for it, traitor.” Nethaniel said without struggling his feet for freedom. He knew freedom was not a price for the taking this time.“You are so predictable, Nethaniel. You are always a good soldier of Lord Arkeus.” Melekai appeared from the dark. His silver armor gleamed against the faint light at the center of the room. He wafted his sword playfully in front of him. A mischievous grin curved on his expression as if it never left.“Why choose the wrong side, Melekai? Huh! You are always jealous of Viriel to be the best among the third ranks. Now, you will prove yourself to be better by siding with a Hell god and seeking an opportunity to fight against Viriel? It doesn’t make any sense.”“Nothing made sense, Nethaniel. Fighting Viriel is not in my agenda, Nethaniel. Lord Arkeus is hiding the truth from us. I discovered it through the rumors in the High Academes. I have visited Skullgorn and talked with the professors in prison who speak the tru
Demon Ascension War IV
The underground Keep tremored with a strength exceeds a normal earthquake. The lights inside the keep blinked, testing the integrity of the underground circuitry. Dreygo glanced at Viriel, his wife and daughter were surprised and worry had plastered on their innocent faces. The dangers lurked outside the outskirts of the Capital and death was nigh had given Dreygo gooseflesh. The most awaited moments for Centuries in hell that only in dreams he could relish, now it’s in the grasp within his hands.For few hours they had been talking but it seemed it was a short while. Lyka shared their momentous days in Heaven and all the good it gave them even with a simple life. Maria prepared food for them, her best soup recipe but with a twist. She had mastered home cooking as she had the best teachers in the realm and of course Centuries of practice.All the Harbinger did was listen, smile, and it was the happiest moments of his life ever since Hell. His lifelong dream came true, a faint gleam of
Demon Ascension War V
A high building, almost reaching the ocher skies, collapsed near the location of the Keep. A precipitous maelstrom and explosions were heard from afar. It was Nethaniel. He held no room for mercy in this time of war, or defeat will succumb him. Kill or be killed was the famous mantra during these times. Dreygo understood this, it was always what he held during his years as a Harbinger. Killing was the only way to survive and the only way to acquire power in a dreadful place. Somewhat he was at war every single minute. Even his restful sleep could not be considered as restful. A thirty-minute nap could be dangerous for him, constantly moving.The Nocturnals heaved the caves and mountains, thus hiding amongst them was not also feasible. Nocturnals kill everything to all beings unlike them. He suddenly remembered them in the tunnels, hiding and waiting for the most opportune moment.The Heaven Army bellowed in chaos and fear. He felt worry had blanketed the vast ranks but not obviously f
Demon Ascension War VI
The wrath of wraiths ended with minimal casualties. Dreygo killed two that flew near him. The auburn clouds had vanished and the sky dimmed gradually. The march of a million demon army shook not only the grounds of Manuheim but also the hearts and faith of the warriors. A rain of fire came down from the dark swirling clouds that dimmed the overcast. Screams and shouts, even the sounds of writhing demon souls could be overheard at a three-kilometer distance. They covered the wide vista in front of them, covering the foot of Stoic and Mierka mountains.Giant silhouettes of Kraken floated overhead the ranks of demons as if they were swimming as air like water to them. The Generals shouted, ‘All in formation’. The crew replaced the charge batteries of photon cannons. The atmosphere became gloomy and fearful, Dreygo felt it, swimming in the air like virus.“Viriel, we cannot let the Krakens come near us. Or we will be crushed!” Dreygo said.“I’ll send word to the Generals.” Viriel did it t
Demon Ascension War VII
“It’s Pride!” Dreygo screamed. The death winds had become the death bed of all trespassers in Pride’s continent. A lethal surge of wind that nobody could stop not until Pride was still breathing. It made them win the territorial battles easily. Even against Wrath, the Demon Lord of Explosions had difficulty in extinguishing such massive power of pure coldness and death, as if millions of needles borne by the death winds. That’s why Pride was hailed to be the strongest among the Demon Lords. “The tornado?” Viriel asked confusingly. “Yes. One touch of that wind can burn your skin to your bones. And he can control it whenever and wherever he can as where his eyes can land.” “How do we stop it?” Nethaniel asked. “If you have a wind bender magician here, then you can alter the tornado’s location or even stop it.” Dreygo responded. “Only Lord Arkeus can bend winds. He knew Pride’s power already.” “He better be here. Or else, only the Dea
Demon Ascension War VIII
A sudden explosion pushed Dreygo forward, shuddering until his face smashed the ground. Seemingly it was one of the Heaven’s aerial carrier. A Kraken wrapped around its humongous body with its gargantuan and thorny tentacles. With his vulnerability, the demons saw an opportunity to attack him, now it was different. Dreygo’s hearing, almost cracking his skull, was distorted much because of the explosion and eventually disoriented his vision. In the skies, the golden armor glittered against the orange clouds. Angels flew overhead in a majestic manner. As if victory was at hand. They seemed to eradicate the first sent battalions of demons. They were delivering deaths to the remaining cowering and escaping demon warriors. With a slight glimpse, in between the demon horde, he saw Pride receding from his steps. Viriel came to his aid, cutting demons with quick sword successions. He let Dreygo up and together they were unstoppable, fighting back to back against a stampeding h
Demon Ascension War IX
The Death winds gave a heavy toll to the heaven army. It was almost inescapable. Dreygo pushed himself to his limits, gave everything on his attack just to lay a clean blow to Pride. But it was futile, nothing was landing clean. The wolves jumped at him, he bit back to three of them and they died instantly after an agonizing writhing.After witnessing his wolves died in front of him, a jolt of rage came at Pride and drove with hastened attack. His sword longer than usual but thinner than Dreygo’s blade, almost unseeing and found a clean cut to the latter’s shoulder through armor. The Enchantium blade pierced his skin, burning waves of pain loomed right after, his adrenalin did little to mask or delay the pain.“You wretched Demon!” Pride’s eyes brightened in terror. Then his face turned mild right after. “I almost forgot you bore the fluid of death. Your venom.”“Just one bite, Pride, and it will mean your death.” Dreygo taunted.“Well, that opportunity is a little dim, don’t you thin