“The location of the second crystal has been determined.” The system that controlled the holy battle announced that the crystal had been detected in the southern mountains, right in the territory of the Dragonians.
The Dragonians, a race with incredible physical strength and magic, would not be easily defeated.
“We need to move now, if the Dragonians already know the location of the crystal, we might be too late.” Howard said.As Loren, Howard, and Anne prepared to head to the second crystal, a thick cloud of smoke suddenly enveloped them. Two robots emerged from the fog, one with a whirring gun and the other firing small explosions that made the ground tremble. The two robots appeared to be highly trained and coordinated. Without warning, they opened fire on Loren’s team, who were immediately caught off guard and cornered. The gunfire continued to pour down on them from all directions, forcing them to act quickly.
“Howard, give me a shield!” Loren shouted, trying to find a gap in the attack. Howard immediately raised his hand, and protective magic began to envelop Loren.
With that protection, Loren leapt towards the robots, his Sacred Relic sword glowing with holy power. In one swift slash, he managed to cut one robot in half. The firearms-specializing robot was unable to avoid Loren's speed, falling instantly after the holy sword destroyed it.
However, before they could feel relieved, laughter echoed from behind the ruins of the ancient temple.
"Amazing," said Milo, a summoner from the Engineer race, who stepped out of the shadows with a satisfied look. In his hand was a small remote, and around him were traces of advanced technology that glinted faintly in the sunlight.
"I've been looking forward to this fight for a long time," Milo said confidently.
"You guys might be able to destroy regular robots, but what about this?" With a snap of his fingers, Milo used his Creation ability.
A giant robot emerged from underground, almost twice the size of the previous ones, and its body radiated a seemingly impenetrable layer of steel. The robot let out a loud mechanical sound before moving at an unusual speed for its size.
The robot immediately charged toward Anne, who was caught off guard by the sudden attack. Howard quickly took action, casting a shield spell to protect her. However, the giant robot’s power was too great. In one blow, Howard’s shield cracked and shattered, sending Anne flying far back. She fell heavily to the ground, looking badly injured.
“Anne!” Howard shouted, his eyes filled with worry. He tried to approach Anne to help her, but the robot stepped forward, blocking his way.
Loren, who saw that his comrade was in danger, refused to stand still. With full courage, he charged toward Milo, hoping to stop the summoner before more damage was done. With his sword at the ready, Loren jumped high and prepared to swing the Sacred Relic to cut Milo.
However, just before Loren’s sword could hit its target, his body stiffened. Suddenly, he fell to the ground; his foot was caught in a hidden trap that he had stepped on without realizing it a paralysis trap. Milo, who seemed to have planned everything carefully, smiled coldly.
"You seem to be in too much of a hurry, Loren. I anticipated all your moves," Milo said mockingly, looking at the immobile Loren.
"Those little robots were just bait. This is a battle of strategy, not just strength."
Loren, now paralyzed by the trap, could only stare in frustration as the giant robot Milo summoned prepared to attack them all. Howard, exhausted, tried to think of another way to protect Anne and Loren, but he knew that his magical power was running low. They were cornered.
However, before Milo could give the final order to his robot to attack, another explosion sounded from a distance. Smoke billowed into the air, and in an instant, small shots hit Milo's large robot, damaging parts of its body.
"Do you need help?" a voice came from the darkness. A tall man in black mechanical armor appeared. It was Veilith, a bounty hunter from the Engineer race. With a plasma gun in his hand, he fired at Milo's robots with astonishing precision.
Veilith approached them with quick, confident steps. His black mechanical armor gleamed faintly in the dim light of the ruins, while the plasma gun in his hand pulsed with deadly energy. Every step he took was steady, and his gaze was cold, focused on Milo and the large robot standing firmly in front of him.
"You guys seem unprepared to face an Engineer," he said coldly, not sparing a glance at Loren or Howard. His focus was entirely on Milo, knowing that the summoner was the key to this entire attack. With quick, practiced movements, Veilith raised his weapon, aiming with deadly precision at specific points on the large robot.
Milo, who had previously been very confident in the strength of the robot he created, suddenly felt uneasy seeing Veilith's appearance. He wondered why Veilith, who was also an Engineer, was attacking him.
"Destroy him!" Milo ordered nervously. The large robot moved, one arm ready to strike Veilith with brutal force.
However, Veilith had calculated everything. With lightning movements, he dodged the attack, moving as fast as a shadow, weaving around the large robot with agility that was impossible for a normal human. As he ran around the robot, plasma shots were continuously fired from his weapon, hitting vital parts of the giant steel body.
Veilith aimed for the robot's knee joint, instantly throwing it off balance. The robot staggered, trying to defend itself. But Veilith didn't give it a chance. He jumped onto the rubble wall and then fired a series of shots directly into the robot's back, right where its energy generator was located. Small explosions began to occur inside the robot's body, making loud hissing sounds as its internal engines began to explode one by one.
In a matter of seconds, Veilith had disabled the giant robot. With a final, larger explosion, the robot fell hard to the ground, creating a violent tremor and destroying the rubble around it. Dust billowed into the air as the massive machine was destroyed, leaving Milo without any protection.
Milo, who saw his trusted robot destroyed so quickly, looked terrified. His eyes flickered with panic as he took a few steps back, realizing that the fight was over.
"This isn't over!" he shouted in a trembling voice. Before Veilith could react, Milo threw a smoke bomb to the ground. In an instant, thick smoke enveloped the ruins, and Milo disappeared into the shadows, fleeing into the darkness.
Veilith, who remained calm despite the smoke, only snorted softly.
“A coward,” he muttered under his breath.
With Milo gone, Loren was finally able to move again after the paralysis trap slowly wore off. Howard quickly approached Anne and gave her quick treatment to restore her condition.
Veilith holstered his weapon and stared at Loren sharply.
“You should be more careful next time. There are many who are after you, and they are smarter than you think.”
Loren stood up, still panting, but his eyes were filled with determination.“I will learn from this. This holy war is not over yet. Thank you for your help.”
“Remember, I am only here for personal gain. Do not treat this as friendship.” Veilith nodded.
He then turned and walked away, leaving Loren’s team to prepare for their next challenge the second crystal that still awaited them in the southern mountains.
CHAPTER 9: THE BATTLE OF THE UNDEAD AND THE CHIMERAThe southern mountain region, known as the "Heavenly Mountains," was a breathtaking sight. Towering peaks seemed to float above the clouds, their snow-covered summits glistening in the sunlight. Thick white mist hung over deep valleys, while a cool breeze rustled through the boulders and steep cliffs. Hidden behind mossy stone walls, ancient shelters lay undisturbed, and swift rivers flowed gracefully through the valleys, adding to the area’s beauty. The Dragonians, who inhabited this serene landscape, lived in harmony with their surroundings, uninterested in holy combat only in maintaining the balance of their land. However, this tranquility was shattered by the looming presence of an undead army led by the Death Knights and Zharok, a cruel and merciless necromancer. Countless corpses, moving with stiff motions, filled the steep slopes of the mountains, creating a bleak and terrifying sight. They were relentless, advancing with a
CHAPTER 10: LOREN AND ZHAROK'S ENCOUNTERThe Death Knight moved with incredible power. Every time Vy attempted to strike, the Death Knight effortlessly blocked her blows, his sword spinning to counter each slash and thrust. Nelaeryn's arrows slammed into his armor, but they bounced off harmlessly, causing no significant damage.Seeing their attacks ineffective, Anfalen once again invoked his Blinding Light, concentrating his small fairies into a single, large ball of radiant energy. He raised his hand and released the brilliant sphere, which shot toward the Death Knight and exploded in a dazzling flash of light.However, the Death Knight was no ordinary foe. With a single swipe of his sword, he sliced the light in two, dispersing it like smoke. With a ferocious roar, he charged toward Nelaeryn. Vy and Anfalen shouted warnings, but Nelaeryn, who was preparing her bow, was too slow to dodge.In a powerful swing, the Death Knight slashed at Nelaeryn. His dark blade cut through the air wi
CHAPTER 11 : LOREN AND ZHAROK'S ENCOUNTERZharok raised his staff slowly, then slammed it on the ground with a force that shattered the silence. A magical vibration was felt in the air, and from the cracked ground, dozens of skeletons emerged. The skeletons raised their worn weapons, ready to attack at Zharok's command."Let us begin" Zharok smiled sinisterly.Loren took a deep breath, focusing his mind on the battle ahead. He had faced many enemies, but there was something about Zharok that was different, a power that was evil, dark, and boundless. With a loud shout, Zharok gave the command, and the skeletons moved forward in unison. They came like a great wave, charging toward Loren with the intention of destroying him.Without waiting, Loren blink forward with incredible speed. His sword swung quickly, cutting through the skeletons one by one. He zigzagged through the crowd, dodging their attacks and crushing their bones with the power of his sword. However, the more he destroyed,
CHAPTER 12 : SWORD PRISM PART 1Without hesitation, Howard summoned a shield of magic in front of him, a translucent barrier of shimmering light. The spider slammed into the shield with the force of a battering ram, its fangs scraping against the magical surface as it tried to break through. The force of the impact nearly knocked Howard off his feet, but he held on, gritting his teeth as he poured more energy into the shield.“Do you really think you can hold out forever, mage? My creation will tear you apart!” Zharok’s mocking laughter echoed across the battlefield. The spider lashed out again, its legs stabbing at the shield like spears. Cracks began to form in the barrier, and Howard could feel his strength waning. His breathing was ragged, sweat trickling down his brow as he struggled to maintain the spell. The spider was relentless, and Howard knew he couldn’t hold it back much longer."Come on, think!" he muttered to himself, his mind racing. He needed a plan, something that wo
CHAPTER 13 : SWORD PRISM PART 2 “Attack them, Nerubian!” Zharok’s voice echoed across the battlefield, his command for Nerubian, the monstrous spider, to attack sending a shiver through the air.The ground trembled beneath Howard's feet as Zharok's spider lurched forward, faster and more aggressive than ever before. Its massive legs thundered across the battlefield, crushing anything in its path, venom dripping from its fangs as it zeroed in on Howard.With a single thought, Howard willed the swords forward. They responded instantly, shooting through the air like beams of divine light. The air crackled as the holy swords raced toward their target, Zharok’s monstrous spider. These weren’t ordinary strikes; each blade was infused with sacred energy capable of piercing through even the toughest dark magic, and their sharpness was unmatched by any earthly weapon.The first sword struck, slicing through one of the spider’s armored legs with a sound that echoed across the battlefield like
CHAPTER 14 : HOWARD …Howard stood his ground, eyes locked on Zharok, the weight of the battle pressing on his shoulders. The air crackled with dark energy, swirling ominously around the necromancer. Despite his exhaustion, Howard refused to back down. He gritted his teeth, forcing himself to rise, even as Zharok loomed over him, dark magic pulsing at his fingertips."You without your creation… are nothing," Howard spat, his voice sharp, taunting.Zharok’s eyes burned with hatred. The taunt struck deep. His control over the battlefield had been slipping ever since Howard and Loren destroyed the spider, and now, with that single sentence, Howard had struck a nerve. The necromancer’s fury exploded.“How dare you!” Zharok roared, his voice like thunder as he thrust his staff toward Howard. “I am the greatest necromancer in existence! You are an insect compared to me!”He slammed his staff into the ground, sending cracks through the earth. From the fissures, tendrils of pure shadow erupt
CHAPTER 15 : THE SECOND CRYSTALLoren’s heart pounded in his chest as he strained against the thick cobwebs that held him fast. His legs were immobile, trapped in the sticky threads spun by Zharok's monstrous spider. He could feel the suffocating weight of panic creeping in, his breath shallow as he stared helplessly at the skeleton army approaching him. They moved with a terrifying precision, their empty eye sockets glowing with an eerie light, their weapons raised high, glinting in the dim light of the cavernous chamber.The clatter of bones echoed ominously as they drew closer, their skeletal hands gripping swords, spears, and axes. Loren's pulse quickened, desperation filling his veins. Every inch of his body screamed for him to break free, to move, but the web clung to him like iron shackles. His sword was just beyond reach, lying on the ground beside him, taunting him with its closeness. Yet, it may as well have been a mile away."Not like this..." Loren muttered to himself, his
CHAPTER 16 : DRAGON’S BLOOD“There is no shame in failure, young one.” the chimera’s voice rumbled deeply, resonating within Loren’s very core.Each word seemed to stir something ancient inside him, something raw and powerful. The chimera’s presence was overwhelming, not just in size but in the sheer weight of wisdom and authority it carried. Its eyes gleamed, full of secrets and forgotten knowledge. “But you still have much to learn. Your heart is strong, filled with sincerity and kindness, but strength alone will not be enough for the battles ahead.”Loren could feel the weight of the chimera's words pressing down on him, the truth in them undeniable. His legs trembled slightly as he stood before the beast, but he held his ground. He had come so far, faced so much, but the chimera was right. Zharok had escaped, and the second crystal was in enemy hands. Loren’s heart pounded with frustration and guilt. He had failed.Before he could speak, before he could express the maelstrom of e