The kingdom's army barged upon my immortal army. The clanging of swords and clashes of shields, soon enough that was the only sound that could be heard on the battlefield. Mages began to cast their most powerful destructive spells and knights unsheathed their swords and jumped upon the soldiers.
My army was filled with all sorts of undead; some of them were formal mages and knights who died at my hands and were turned into what they are now.
There were also beasts of different ranks, the most powerful. Of them being ranked 7 peaks.
The dragon that I have is the only rank 8 beast in my collection. It used to be an elder, a rather powerful and old member of those arrogant species.
They used to call themselves, a mythical race, but their arrogance was soon shattered when they dared to go against me in that war.
Even now, none of them dared to come here... maybe they realised what their outcome would be.
Well, in a way it's good for me... not that it would have changed anything.
"Go and burn down that castle for me, lizard. If anyone dares to stop you... turn them to ashes."
I ordered the lizard... the dragon beneath me. I have already given it a name, but a lizard seemed to fit it more.
As soon as my command was landed into its ear. It swung its wings, creating a powerful gust of wind and glided from there.
The hero, Eleanor, swung her sword at it but was stopped by me.
"Shouldn't you be focusing your attention on me instead?"
I caught her sword with my bare hands. The demonic body that it got after reaching rank 8 is enough to battle against any rank 8 knights, but her... it's a different matter.
She isn't normal at all.
I could feel that my arm went numb with just a slash from her.
'He caught my sword with just his arm... he has grown far too strong than before.'
Her shock was all too evident on her face. Catching her sword, and bare hands at that... it wasn't normal at all.
In a sense, I can say I held a deep respect and admiration for her. She might be the only one who can have such respect from me, but that's not gonna stop me from killing her today.
"Are you that amazed by just this? Do not forget that I am a mage, and currently, you are beneath my magic circles."
I said, and just as I finished speaking. All of the magic circles began to glow radiantly. Out of nowhere, a terrifying gravitational force was pulling everything in this kingdom to their feet.
Even the float magic that she was using was beginning to feel useless under it. She struggled to maintain her balance.
The condition was much worse for others. They weren't as powerful as her.
The soldiers that were fighting bravely and ferociously with my undead army now were at a severe disadvantage.
My magic was ineffective against my army. Their onslaught wasn't halted at all. The immobile kingdom soldiers were nothing but pigs that were to be slaughtered under their swords and destructive magic.
"Ahhh... spare me... spare my life..."
"I-I have a family... n-nooooo..."
Their horrifying screams filled the entire battlefield. Not just the low-rank soldiers, even those of higher ranks were no different.
"Curse that king... why do we have to suffer for hid wrongdoings..."
"I curse him to have an even more painful death..."
"This demon will suffer the heavenly retribution... he shall not be allowed to exist..."
The curses at the king and me didn't stop from every corner of the battlefield. This makes me u deep that there is no right or wrong in the war. The victor will decide who was right and who was wrong.
The only thing that war brings froth is the slaughter of the weak and poor.
But I have no remorse for what I am doing right now. What I have gone through has made me feel no emotion of pity and empathy towards them. The only emotion that exists now is hatred, which I have been burying deep inside me for the sake of them... but now that hatred couldn't be kept in any longer.
"Nuclear magic, meteor fall."
Eleanor's eyes widened in shock as all of the magic circles were cast at the same time, and meteors, massing in tons and burning with flames, descended from those circles.
'Casting such heavy magic at once... does his mana know no bounds?'
Her shock was understandable as Nuclear magic is something hard to master. A magic that brings forth mass destruction. It is called nuclear magic because not only is it gonna crash down upon the one beneath it, but after it touches any object, it will explode on its own.
And it takes a whole lot of mana as well; just casting one circle is enough to drain mana from those of early rank 8 mages.
'Eleanor, destroy them at once. No need for you to hold back any longer.'
'You are right, I will regret it if I do not do anything now.'
Just as she thought that, her body began to glow, and different tattoos appeared all over her body, even on her sword.
"Rune magic... I almost forgot you were a runemaster... the only rank 8 runemaster of this era."
Another thing that I admire about her.
"Haaaa..."
She exhaled.
Her sword radiated more brightly than before. And along with that, there appeared a different aura around her...
"Support magic."
It was the magic of the saintess. She was casting her support magic on her from the kingdom. Usually, it needs someone to be close to the caster for him or her to cast their magic.
"Don't just stand there and watch, or have decided to give up your life here?"
The saintess asked with her eyes closed. It awoke all of the ones in the palace to focus on the battle.
But it couldn't be blamed on them, the mana that was around them or to say that was leaking from me and the hero was enough to make them scared out of their wits.
However, they still stiffened their heart and decided to join the battle... for their survival.
Now it's officially beginning.
The increased strength of the hero, along with her runic magic and the support from the saintess, was enough to make her powerful enough to cut through 15 of those meteors in the blink of an eye.
The remaining of them were destroyed by those deadweights inside the castle.
As soon as they finished their casting and were about to rejoice, a terrifying tsunami of flames fell upon them.
My lizard was finally on his work.
"Die you demon!!!"
As if I wouldn't look at this fool.
The king with the missing arm sneaked behind me, attacked me with his ice magic, and froze me completely.
"Hahhahaha... now, do you still dare to say I am weak? You fell for such a little trick. Fast, kill this demon, you hero and all of this will end."
With a sinister laugh and the same heretic and fool-like voice, enough to make my blood boil, he opened his mouth and commanded the hero.
"You truly are a fool. You really think you have tricked him?" She looked at him with disgust.
The king looked at her, and thought of her as crazy, but when he turned to look at me, his face turned red and purple with fear.
A chill ran down his spine and his back was wet with sweat from fear.
*crack*
The ice began to crack...
"Such foolish action... quite laughable that you think your little tricks will work on me. Are you so eager to die, human? If that's so then I will fulfill that wish of yours."
The ice cracked completely. I stood in the air, floating. I shook my back, from where two pairs of majestic wings came out.
Raising my sword in the air, I swing it down at him...
*clang~*
It clashed.
Clashed with the sword of the hero.
I looked at her, the only thought in my mind was... naive.
Both of us were thrown back from that clash.
Steadying ourselves, we grasped our sword. Our eyes interlocked as if we could read our thoughts, and we froze for a moment...
One of us has to die today.
That was the only thought we both had at that time, not knowing what the future had hidden for us.
We both jumped at each other.
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