............"Hahahaha... now what are you going to do? Do you think you can stop us with so few of you? How wishful... today, this city will belong to us, the Cult of the Plague's God." The leader and other cultists arrived, the leader mocking from a tall building, looking down on Amar and the other knights."No, you will never succeed. We will not let you pass," Amar Aahuti shouted defiantly, signaling that they would die before letting the cultists through."Hahaha... you think you can challenge us? Men, attack! KILL!" The leader laughed coldly before barking orders at his men, who sprang into action and sprinted toward Amar and his remaining defenders.The cultists rushed forward, their eyes gleaming with bloodlust. Amar and his men braced themselves, gripping their weapons tightly. They knew this was their last stand against the cultists. They needed to hold out long enough for reinforcements to arrive. Gripping their weapons tightly, they prayed to their god Elandor for the st
............The cultist leader's expression soured. He realized he needed to use his trump card; otherwise, he wouldn't be able to eliminate this annoying Elandor dog.He could see that Amar was willing to risk his life to fight him. In that moment, he realized that defeating Amar would not be as easy as he had thought without his trump card.The cultist leader gathered his remaining strength and prepared for one final, all-out assault, deciding to use his trump card too. Dark tendrils of energy wrapped around his body and weapon as he charged at Amar with a roar.Amar met him head-on, his sword glowing brighter than ever."Clangggg...!!"The clash of their blades sent shockwaves through the battlefield, and for a moment, it seemed as if time itself had stopped. The air crackled with the power of their conflicting energies."FOR IVORYGATE!" Amar shouted, putting every ounce of his strength into his next strike. His blade cut through the dark energy, piercing the cultist leader's def
............"You... you are Elandor's Heir!" The cultist leader’s eyes widened in surprise as he saw Aarav standing before him, sensing the immense divinity radiating from him. It became clear to him who this man was."Hmph... even if you are here, what can you possibly do?" the cultist leader scoffed, underestimating Aarav. After all, he was just one man, and their forces would be arriving shortly.The leader wasn’t without confidence. The cult had sent many powerful fighters, and he considered himself merely average among them. Even though he held the title of Plaguebringer, revered by lower-ranking members, he knew he wasn’t particularly significant among the upper echelons. That’s why he had accepted this dangerous mission—to infiltrate the Realm of Elandor, even at great risk.He couldn’t back down now, not when he was so close to conquering this city. The cultist leader wasn’t a fool; he could feel the ferocious and overwhelming divine presence emanating from Aarav, which was
............He had no idea where they might land, which shore, or which border city they would attack first. A flood of thoughts rushed through his mind.Aarav knew he had to act fast—not just to defend the cities, which could be attacked at any moment, but to protect everyone in them. He needed to move quickly......In the The Celestial Empire, In the Celestial Temple, Aria, the heir of the Goddess of Stars, Astraia, sat in a meditative posture at the podium beneath the statue of the Goddess. "Oh, my Goddess, this is not a good omen. It seems the time has come for us, the Celestial Order of Stars, to act," Aria said in a calm voice as she opened her eyes, which sparkled like stars. The radiant star pendant hanging around her neck pulsed with energy, reflecting her resolve."My Queen, please give us your orders. We are ready to follow your lead!" Hundreds of her followers, all dressed in the same white, translucent robes that shimmered with the light of the stars, stood below her
............"What else did you see? Did you foresee the location where that war started?" Pope Aurelius asked anxiously, his voice heavy with concern as he processed the grim details Cardinal Gabriel had just shared."I... I did see it..." Cardinal Gabriel gasped, struggling for breath as he recalled the vision. "It’s...!" he stammered, before finally describing the location where he saw the Cultists descending upon their realm.Pope Aurelius placed a reassuring hand on Gabriel’s back, urging him to rest. "Stay here and recover... I’ll notify our forces to search for the location you described!" Without wasting a moment, the Pope hurried away, his robes billowing behind him as he prepared to mobilize their forces.The description Gabriel provided was vague, lacking a specific name, so it took time for the soldiers to pinpoint the exact location. Meanwhile, the Cultists had already begun their descent upon the realm.Fortunately, it was Archbishop Deniel and his team of Holy Battle K
............Aarav motioned for his men to halt, crouching low behind a rocky outcrop. He surveyed the scene, his sharp eyes picking out key targets.Rajendra and Lord Lumara joined him, their expressions grim as they assessed the camp’s layout.“We’ll strike from two sides,” Aarav whispered, his voice barely audible. “The Chauhans will lead the frontal assault, drawing their attention. Half of the Lumaras will support them, providing cover and swift elimination. The other half will move alongside Archbishop Deniel and his holy knights. The Moonshrouds will use their dark arts to neutralize any key figures or defenses they encounter, while also protecting our soldiers.”Rajendra nodded, his gaze hard. “We’ll hit them hard and fast, My Lord. They won’t know what hit them.”Lady Isolde, who had been quietly observing, added in a low voice, “We’ll ensure their leaders are incapacitated before they can rally their forces.”Archbishop Deniel, more familiar with the situation, spoke up, “M
............"It's time... Attack!" After sitting in silence for an hour, Aarav Veridian finally saw the perfect opportunity. He gave the signal to launch their assault."On it! Move, move! Men, be swift!" Rajendra Chauhan responded immediately, leading his men forward as soon as Aarav gave the command. Half of Lumara's forces followed closely behind, taking charge of the frontal assault.Under the cover of night, with the moon shining above them, the cultists were completely unaware of the impending attack. The first barricade of cultists was breached in an instant, slaughtered by Chauhan's raging forces."Enemy attack! ENEMY ATTACK!" The cultists finally realized they were under attack, but by then, the entire camp was already in chaos. They scrambled to confront the ferocious onslaught, but the Chauhan men were relentless, while Lumara's forces swiftly finished off any cultists left barely alive.The cultists were mercilessly roasted, their ashes scattered in the air as Lumara’s m
............“Lord Chauhan... Lord!” The men around him shouted in panic, their faces tight with concern as they saw his arm dangling, blood pouring from the wound.“Cough... cough... Damn it... DON'T WORRY ABOUT ME! JUST KEEP TAKING OUT THOSE BASTARDS... cough... cough!” Rajendra Chauhan forced out between fits of coughing. He could hear the worry in his men’s voices, but he refused to let them be distracted. If they lost focus now, they’d lose their lives in this brutal battle.Struggling to his feet, Rajendra’s attention locked onto the fallen cultist nearby. He stumbled towards the body, lying face down and motionless in the dirt.“Phew... bastard cost me an arm... but at least he’s dead!” Rajendra breathed a sigh of relief, checking the cultist’s vitals to confirm he was truly gone.Exhausted, he slumped to the ground, clutching his wounded arm. A wave of helplessness washed over him. He wanted nothing more than to help his men, but his body was betraying him."I wonder how Lady
............Emilia's thunderous encouragement made her men roar and hold their shields high before a large dome-shaped barrier was released by all the defenders standing on the city outskirts.As the enemy surged forward with deafening roars, the defenders braced themselves.The first clash of the enemy landed on the barrier spread out like a blanket over them and the city, keeping them safe from the initial onslaught. The healers stood behind, weaving their spells with practiced precision, ready to assist if the enemy breached the barrier and clashed with the defenders.Amid the chaos, Emilia’s gaze remained steady. "I won't let you pass and destroy my homeland, where I worked hard to create a peaceful and loving family.".....Back in The The Realm of Elandor,Capital City, Eldoria,"My Lord, the heir of the Goddess Astraia has arrived and is expecting your presence. She seems distressed!" Cardinal Gabriel announced as he entered the vast library where Aarav was deeply engrossed i
............"What... do you know them? Who are they?" Emilia asked in a serious tone, hearing that Aria was familiar with the attackers."Yes... these are the same people who attacked Elandor's domain a while back. And I am pretty sure you can guess whose forces these are," Aria said with a contemplative look before she gave a glance at Emilia, who seemed to understand what Aria was trying to point out."I know... looks like we can’t overlook it any longer. Lady Aria, may I request you to get reinforcements, as I am not sure about the extent of the destruction these forces can cause in our land?" Emilia nodded, her face turning even graver before she bowed towards Aria and made her request."Please, you don't have to request it from me. I will help you either way, as it's also a threat to our land. While I go and gather reinforcements, can you hold on for a while?" Aria asked, stopping Emilia from bowing to her as she smiled in determination and agreed immediately."Yes, we will hol
............"You will be even more amazed, Lady Emilia, if you meet Lord Veridian in person. He is an amazing Divine Heir of God Elandor, from how he conducts himself to the way he carries the light with him," Aria said with respect in her tone, showing how great an impression Aarav Veridian had left on her."Now I am even more eager to meet Lord Veridian. Let's hope he is as great as your words describe him to be," Emilia said with a slight smile, raising the corner of her mouth as she met Aria's eyes, who returned her gaze with a confident stare.After that, Aria and Emilia talked about their plans—how they were going to weather the upcoming storm.The discussion went on for hours before they decided to walk out of the temple."By the way, Lady Emilia, if you are busy and have something important to attend to, then you don't have to personally accompany me," Aria said as she walked alongside Emilia, who had decided to show her around their capital city, Phelia."No way, Lady Aria.
............“LORD HEIR!” The crowd cheered again, even louder this time. Aarav raised his hand, gesturing for silence.“Alright, alright,” he said with a smile. “I get your enthusiasm. But we don’t just need high spirits—we need unity. We need all of you to step forward together, to face this reality as one and bring about a bright future.”His voice was filled with fervor, carrying a weight that seemed to stir the very air around them. The believers of Elandor below shook with goosebumps, feeling the power in Aarav’s words, which were infused with a subtle trace of Divine Energy.Aarav had intended to boost their morale—and it worked far better than he had expected. The crowd stood straighter, their faith and the fire burning brighter than ever.Aarav looked at the crowd one last time before waving to them. He stepped down from the podium and returned to discuss their next steps with the Pope and Cardinals.He wasn’t the only one making preparations. As Aria had promised him, she a
............A sudden, overwhelming pressure exploded from the throne, sending him hurtling through the air and crashing into one of the tree’s thick branches outside the temple."Cough, cough...!!" The High Prophet spat blood but slowly made his way back into the temple. Kneeling once again, he showed no anger or frustration at being injured—only trembling fear in the face of the figure’s fury on the throne.Sylas’s eyes, glowing with an unnatural light, cut through the darkness as he sat motionless on the throne, his presence suffocating. The High Prophet of Pestilence didn’t dare lift his head. The air around them was thick with the stench of rot and corruption, heavy with a crushing pressure.“Elandor’s Heir... and the Heir of Astraia,” Sylas muttered, his voice filled with disdain. “How dare she interfere in my plans?”His words echoed, each one pressing down harder on the High Prophet. Silence followed, broken only by the distant howling wind outside the temple. The elder remai
............“Thank you,” Aria replied, her movements graceful as she took a seat across from him. Between them stood a small circular table, with a basket of snacks and fruit placed in the center, adding a touch of warmth to the room’s otherwise solemn atmosphere."Mr. Aarav, what are your plans regarding the cultists? I’m certain they won’t stop invading this continent and causing chaos," Aria asked, sitting back in a relaxed position, her eyes steady on him.Aarav sighed, his tone dim and unconfident. "What can I do alone? Even with the Crystal Healing Organization backing me, I’m not confident in facing those lunatic cultists." He spoke with a heaviness, aware of the overwhelming power he had witnessed in their last battle.He knew his own limitations. The devastation left by the cultists was a harsh reminder. Even Pope Aurelius, with all his influence, wouldn’t be enough to turn the tide. Aarav understood that unless he reached the fourth stage, the *Virtuoso of Vitality*, he wo
............"Ah... thank you! And how should I address you?" Aarav quickly snapped out of his daze, expressing his gratitude before asking with a respectful tone."Aria... Heir to the Goddess of Stars, Astraia. It's a pleasure to meet you, Lord Heir..." Aria smiled, her face radiant like a flower blooming under the soft glow of moonlight. The sight made Aarav's heart race uncontrollably."Aarav... it's just Aarav, Miss Aria. Please, don't be so formal; it makes me feel uncomfortable." He interrupted her before she could speak too respectfully again, gently requesting that she call him by his name instead.Aarav didn’t want to come off like some spoiled young master, or as if they were stuck in some ancient civilization that hadn’t learned how to speak casually about simple things."Oh... alright, Mr. Aarav." Aria seemed a little surprised but then covered her mouth and chuckled. "Fufu...You don’t seem to like the ancient etiquette, do you?"Her soft laughter filled the air, the warm
............"Enough of this!" One of the cultists yelled, raising his hand into the air. A dark aura began swirling around him, corrupting the very energy in the atmosphere. The others followed, channeling the same malevolent force, preparing for a combined attack.Aarav could feel the shift—their power was immense. He flinched, sensing the ominous energy closing in around him."You think that’ll be enough to get rid of me?" Aarav’s voice cut through the tension. "You’ve forgotten who you're dealing with."As the dark energy swirled and gathered, Aarav took a deep breath and raised his weapon high. The blade gleamed with a blinding light, and the ground trembled under his feet as his divine power flared to life."Let me show you what true divine power looks like," Aarav declared, his voice steady. With one decisive motion, he shattered the one-use divine tool he carried, instantly replenishing the lost energy within him.And then, with explosive force, he unleashed it."Craaack... B
............"Clanngg....Boomnn...!!""Swiish....Bammn...!!""Ahh... Cough... Cough...!" Aarav took another relentless hit, sliding back a few steps before losing his balance and dropping to one knee, blood dripping from his mouth."Hahaha... Elandor's Heir, already broken? I was hoping to play with you some more!" The bald cultist cackled, his words dripping with contempt.Aarav wiped the blood from his lips, smirking. "Feeling smug, huh? It’s just a scratch, nothing worth mentioning." He rose to his feet, his body glowing as the injury healed instantly, as though it never existed.The cultist's eyes widened, then his expression twisted with anger. "Damn it! I forgot Elandor is the God of Healing and Medicine!" Realizing his mistake, fury replaced his shock, and he lunged at Aarav in a blind rage, furious at being humiliated.Aarav's smile turned cold. "Heh, let me show you what else I can do," he muttered under his breath."Swishhh... Whoosh...!!"The cultist attacked wildly, but A