Chapitre 73: 73 Delete Drachenfels
While his Shop just got robbed by another miscreant trio, Mark was now leaning on his large sword he recovered in one point of time during the battle. His chest was heaving up and down due to the fatigue that built up in the past four hours of battle. His whole being caked in blood and gore that had splashed unto him then dried as he did not find time to clean himself.
Reason why he is not being attack as he had just found another nifty function of the Mana Arrows, which was now raining down all around him, giving him some sort of shield of constant falling arrows. Few things were able to get past as anything that wanted to move would get crushed by the barrage of the Mana Arrows.
Because of the Mana concentration Mark just stood there siphoning a lot of it into himself making him recover his mana in a rapid rate. Then he consumed at an equal rate by making thousands of small mana arrows per second rain down on his position. He could have rained it all towards the army but he intended to keep some as captives so he just made it function as a shield of sorts while he recovers.
He could only do this on a place saturated with magic such as this mountain valley. He knew he could not do this indefinitely as he could see the mana in the air slowly thinning out. But he wanted this to last longer, he just gained four more levels in Swordsmanship and many of his skills improved.
Most of all he is now starting to unlock the second Meridian in his body. And exhausting himself continuously and recovering using the manual made him stronger and stronger as the fight goes on. One thing Mark found is that broken or OP in stuff that happens in cultivation novels, developing during battles.
Other than that Mark had started to practice the extra techniques in the Manual that was somehow with the Mysterious Heaven Technique. Only a few pages but Mark understood that somehow the book was taken directly from the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record. Mark really hated how the cultivation world name their techniques, change one word and it is now an entirely different technique.
First is the Mysterious Jade Hand which made him able to harden his fingers and turn smoky white. He had not gotten a chance to practice this yet but he still used it as he constantly fought. There were many cases where a few would be able to get close and he did not have any melee weapons on his hands.
He could take some from the inventory but that would mean a split second of delay so he used his hands instead. Slowly he got to break and recover his fingers again and again making him able to harden it enough to pierce rocks.
He also had the other technique the Purple Demon Eye which was not yet well developed. It had this requirement that he needed to absorb the purple rays of sunlight every morning making it hard to gather sufficient amounts of it. But it did improve his eyesight and making him able to pay attention to small things around him more.
But other than these Mark could feel that he would have to transform if he ever wanted to erase the two leaders at all. Waybig and Swampfire would be great but he had other plans in mind. He just needed the two to not pay attention to him just for a few moments, but that would be hard as even if they are fighting they still paid attention to him.
Stopping the rain of Arrows he pulled the sword up again along with the other Claymore he has while heaving his chest as if the feat has taken a toll on him. He looked around and saw that the undead had moved back as well as the forces of Chaos. He looked around and saw the fight had taken a pause, Be'lakor was standing behind his army while Drachenfels was now on the ramparts of his castle.
Mark stood there silent as his mind went on a thinking marathon as he deduced what the two sides were thinking. He looked around and estimated he had killed about 2000+ all on his own and not appear too tired but looked tired enough in over half a day. He had proven himself enough for the two sides to stop their battle as they see no way in any case one comes out on top.
"You, whoever you are or whatever you may be but I can say you are now in the domain of us Demi-Gods." Be'lakor said as he looked at Mark seriously, he has lived and fought many champions of humanity but never to the extent as strong as this man in front of him. He was reminded thereof of the now patron God of the Empire Sigmar, a man that has transcended mortality and has taken place with the gods above.
"But your journey ends here, I cannot let another god rise in the side of men as they are the key to the destruction of this world. I care not anymore of making you a part of my plans for I must ensure you are erased of your whole existence." Be'lakor did not tarry as he walked forward himself but he was suddenly stopped as a wall of fire rose in front of him.
"What is your hurry Demon Prince? You really did not think that I would let you damage my perfect vessel would you?" Drachenfels had stopped as he was in dreamland when he saw the capacity of how Mark took in raw magic in his veins. His mind had wandered of the future he could do when he is in possession of Mark's body.
"Your hubris would bring another strong being to the side of mankind Enchanter, so let me be or I will raze your castle and everything you own in the mortal world." Be'lakor was pissed as he always found this Pretender to be annoying as he ever could be.
"You are just afraid I will prove myself better than your uncouth gods demon prince, I suggest you surrender to me now and I shall treat you fairly when I have ascended to goooowwwwdddddhuuuuooooooddd~" two lines of green beams hit both Drachenfels and Be'lakor as they were conversing, they had not noticed Mark's smirked when they both argued with each other. This was the moment he wanted when the attention of the two were not on him at all.
[Mark's POV]
'As I thought, my non-stop slaughter made them take me seriously. That's enough reason for them to pay attention to me but I also needed them to lose guard as well. Breathe heavily, keep heaving… yep I am really good at this, should I take an acting career in Marvel universe?'
'Wait, are they seriously arguing who will get me when I am right in front of them?' my brows furrowed hard as I looked at them argue.
'What's the deal with villains being like this anyways? They like monologuing to themselves like you are helpless in their presence. Especially this Drachenfels, ughh….sure I was acting to make them lose their guard but seriously?' I rolled my eyes at Drachenfels' words.
'He seriously still looks down on me, I had just kicked his ass recently so why is he so smug like I would let him possess me. Fifteen thousand years and all it built is a megalomaniac narcissist that thinks no one can kill him.' I looked to them and the annoyed posture of Be'lakor and Drachenfels relaxed demeanor in the ramparts made my eyes shine.
'It's time!!' I waited for them to lose all attention on me so that's why I appeared tired after all the rain of mana arrows I made. With the fastest I could I reached for my watch under a bracer and turned the dial to a bulky mechanical shadow then pressed my watch instantly.
"Clockwork, freeze! Your time is up fellas!!" I said as I sent two beams towards them to slow their time for about ten thousand times. I could then see all their expressions as they moved very slowly like they were paused in time. I knew this would not be enough to I pressed on the dial on my chest as I transformed into another one.
"XLR8!!" I then felt that I could still increase my physical parameters with the Mysterious Heaven Technique. I drew in mana in the air as I circulated to the fullest making me feel that everything else slowed down. I closed my visor as I instantly ran to the fastest I could and the scans from the visor showed I just reached 2.5 Mach in speed.
In about twenty seconds I traveled every part of the field as I sliced the army of the two using XLR8's claws. I also knocked out everything I fancied in getting, but the main focus is the castle of Drachenfels. So after passing by 4000+ soldiers of the two armies I ran towards the castle.
I destroyed anything that exuded magic in the walls as it also triggered traps and wards. But XLR8's visor coupled with me being able to sense Mana made quick work of the castle. I could have done this earlier but where was the fun in that?
I could hone my skills and gain some more making me even get a [Weapon's Mastery lvl. 3] but it did not take away my swordsmanship skills yet. As I zoomed all over the place I took out my prepared crates where I stuff the various stuff I found, a loophole in the inventory where the crate was only categorized as [Filled Crate] or [Empty Crate] making me able to gather most in one cube.
I found this loophole when I was looting corrupt nobles of their property. This made me make a warehouse where I store things that I did not need of for the moment and the other things I am not interested were displayed on the shop. As for why I don't out weapons on crates?
Well I don't put weapons on crates before as I don't want to take out a crate mid-fight and open it in front of my enemies. But here I just stuffed whatever looks important on the crate and various scrolls and books that caught my fancy. This all took about two minutes and I looked towards the window as the remaining forces were Routing as they had lost all signs of leadership.
Seeing their two leaders not move like statues and won't budge when they wanted them to retreat made them all lose heart. They could not see it at all when suddenly thousands of Skeletons, wights, chaos spawns, cultist and undead forces blew apart in mere seconds. They knew it was me they were facing but they could not see me at all.
I was moving around the castle until he stumbled upon the one that he was looking for, Drachenfels' large library. I could see it was vast and felt the large crates he prepared would not be enough. So I thought for a millisecond and ran around to look for places where they stored some resources and viola! I found a large underground cellar plenty of empty barrels, I could smell lots of wine too so I pocketed them all making my inventory now have a [Wine barrel 438x] and [Empty Barrels 3210x]. I then returned to the library and went overdrive as I reached mach 3 stuffing all the things I could get on crates and barrels.
Five minutes and I could see the two were starting to recover their movements little by little. It was then I saw the retreating forces were trying to carry back their injured including the beastmen and trolls that I wanted.
'Oh no you don't!' I then ran towards the ramparts as I found myself on a tower. I pressed my dial again and transformed back to Clockwork. I shot another beam towards Be'lakor and Drachenfels who were almost gaining back their movements but paused again. I then rained down beams to the fellas that I took fancy making the ones carrying them slow down too.
Seeing that everything is back in place I then went back to put everything back on crates and barrels. It took another two minutes to finish packing them all so I started looking for a treasury in case there were many interesting thing stored here.
'Ohh what's that?!' I then ran to a sealed gate of sorts on a floor that was like basement level. I then looked at it and it seemed like a combination lock of sorts.
'Hmm… so they already had invented safes here. Welp let's do this!' I then went to try every possible combinations in my high speed making the steel door start to heat up as I spun the gears in a very speedy manner. It wasn't until the door suddenly broke as the metal gears inside got superheated and expanded.
"Wow, that works too." I then looked inside but I stopped as what I saw was a scene of horrors.
"That sick f*ck!!" I screamed as I saw was a laboratory of some sort that was so full on un-sanitized equipment. But what was more important was the various beings that were tied and chained on the walls punctured by hooks and pikes. Elves, dwarves, humans, Orcs, halflings, lizardmen, Ratmen, Beastmen, vampires and various other beast.
I was feeling a deep anger inside of me that I do not know where, boiled inside of me. I frowned as I thought there of this bizarre rage I am feeling, I already knew that this sick psycho has no moral compass at all but I never expected this very detailed generic villain laboratory.
I shook my head to rid of this silent rage inside of me and ran to the various parts of this lab and saw the treasury in another room inside here. I then took all of it in about three minutes and went back to the laboratory to look at the various beings dead and alive present in it.
I seared that scene in my head as this might be me if I ever get caught by that sick fucktard. I ran back to the rampart and saw the two were now moving in slowmo(normal people perspective). I did not wait for them to recover as I changed into XLR8 again and ran behind Be'lakor then landed as much stabs and kicks I could within five seconds.
I could see it, his body slowly distorting as I had enhanced every strike with mana. My speed made me leave behind a purple blur of light as I also brought had my two purple spirit rings behind me appearing. After I made sure all my strikes and kicks were directed upwards I ran back towards Drachenfels that was now slowly looking at me as I stopped in front of him.
Just in time for the dial of the watch to beep and transform me back into normal, with my armor. I stared at his eyes as he slowly gained understanding of the matter he is in. I don't know what he is thinking of but I can tell that he knows I would end him here and now. So I reached out my hands and held his head like how Omni-man crushed the head of his teammate.
[Dwarf Bugman POV]
'By Grimnir's Beard this is a place of hell!!' I thought as I returned to the place I had found filled with afoul forced of evil. The battle that was held by two different forces where I had stealthily crawled on hidden crevices to witness what we would be facing here.
I wanted our grudges to be paid in full if we are to fight this Demon spawn Drachenfels. Years of fear and worry will be gone so I must make sure we know how many would we fight. As I slowly reached a hole where a smidgen of light shines I crawled through and this scene I had witness will be forever.
A single man if it be apt to call the one in the heat of battle, his fury and rampage has brought upon pools of blood in his wake. Magic or whatever he is doing, taking out weapons out of thin air and fighting with no restraint, but all I could tell is that he is the reason this place is revealed for the world to see.
From large swords to hammers, then to bows and spears he did them all. There was even a gun that fires metal in consecutive instances, heck I am sure we have not yet developed such weapons. His rifle is even better looking than mine, I look back at me own lovely rifle and could tell his was of better build.
Whoever this man is then he must be a friend of dwarves, for him to own such a weapons means a clan has made such better guns than the other holds could. It wasn't until the two foul beings that were fighting stopped and talked that my eyes got wide.
A god? Surely they must be wrong but I find it hard to deny it when a lone person could do so much damage here. And since the two is going to kill this man then I must help him, yet before I could move I saw a blinding green flash as the man has changed to a creature that looked like it was made of Brass and gears.
I saw the two green lights hit the arguing beings and another flash of light as a purple streak passed the vast army.
'For Valaya what am I seeing!!?' I stood there stunned not even caring if my presence was known as I just saw thousands of the enemies force obliterated in seconds.
The purple streak then went to go about the whole castle running on walls and everything in it as I witness the two commanders staying still like they were struck by a basilisk's stare.
But I can see them moving a bit there! I rubbed my eyes again and made sure that the brew I drank yesterday was not making me see things. I looked back again and all I saw was the fear in every one of the remaining things in the armies.
Even the eyes of the undead showed fear again as they rattled their bones in fleeing the place. After a few moments a purple blur passed by again and turned into that moving metal armor. It then shot another beam of green light towards the two commanders and the ones that were running away.
A few seconds passed but for me it was like the longest moment in my life as I watched the metal man was gone and replaced by the purple blur. This time I saw it clearly, a lizard-like creature with not face moving so fast I could not see its arms and feet.
Then it suddenly moved and stopped in front of the blasted Fel being, it was then a green flash happened and stood in the place of the enemy of my kind is the man that was fighting earlier. Armor still covered in the blood of his enemies, I stood on that cliff as I witnessed this being reach out and held the Enchanter's head.
Fire, holy fire that was all I could see as those around the two burned in golden fire. This light it exudes, it calms me, it makes me feel safe that I did not move from my place as I stared at the golden fire that just ignited.
"AaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAARGHHHH!!!!!!!!!!SSssssshhhhhhhhtttooooooopppphhh iiiitttttt!!!!" slowly I a ghastly scream coming out of from the fire. Yet I did not feel afraid or worried, I just knew that whoever that man could be, what those two beings said were right.
A God
A god in the mortal world who is cleaning the world of its filth, it was then a large body suddenly flew up and I looked towards it. It was the demon prince, a being that brought fear to the races in the known word. Helpless and weak in front of that man, that man that was burning the nightmare of many.
"Constant Drachenfels, your sins have built fear and sleepless nights for the creatures of this Realm!! I hereby judge you with the holy flames of justice!! Repent and be purged!!" I suddenly knelt and looked down as that voice made me feel guilt for all the wrongs that I did.
So this is what a god could be…
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