Bab 110: Battle field - general Mucas
General Mucas-
The battlefield stretched out before General Mucas and his army, a nightmarish landscape where the very air seemed to crackle with malevolence. The horde of demons, led by their fearsome General, stood on the opposing side, their eyes gleaming with unholy intent.
General Mucas was a formidable commander, known for his unwavering determination and battlefield prowess. He stood at the forefront of his troops, his armor gleaming in the eerie light, his sword ready for battle.
Swoosh!
Swoosh!
The wind howled as the demons charged forward, their grotesque forms moving with unnatural speed. Mucas's army held their ground, their shields raised and swords at the ready. The clash was imminent.
Krrrrr!
As the demons closed in, Mucas's troops swung their weapons with a resounding swing! The battle began with a deafening roar, the sounds of swords and spears meeting demon flesh filling the air. The ground trembled beneath the onslaught.
Boom!
Doom!
The demons retaliated with blasts of dark magic, their spells tearing through the human ranks with devastating force. Mucas and his soldiers raised their shields, the magical onslaught crashing against their defenses with a resounding boom! The shields absorbed the brunt of the attack, but Mucas could feel the searing heat of the magic against his armor.
In the midst of the chaos, the demon General emerged, a towering behemoth with eyes that burned with malevolence. He swung his massive sword with a powerful swoosh! The blade cleaved through the air with deadly precision, striking down Mucas's soldiers with a single blow.
Mucas met the demon General head-on, their swords clashing with a deafening swing! The force of their clash sent shockwaves through the battlefield, causing the very earth to tremble. The two generals locked eyes, a silent exchange of determination and defiance.
"You cannot win, humans, ..... Surrender" the demon General hissed, his voice a chilling whisper. "This realm belongs to the darkness."
Mucas gritted his teeth, his grip on his sword tightening. "I will never surrender to the likes of you," he replied with unwavering resolve.
Swing!
Swoosh!
With a powerful swing of his sword, Mucas struck at the demon General with a resounding swing! The demon parried with a skillful swish! of his blade, their weapons clashing with sparks of steel.
The battle raged on around them, a relentless dance of death and destruction. Mucas and the demon General fought with unmatched skill, their swords moving with blinding speed.
Swing!
Swish!
The sounds of their battle filled the air as they exchanged blows, neither giving an inch. The ground beneath them became littered with the fallen, the battlefield a scene of carnage.
Boom!
Doom!
The demon General unleashed a blast of dark magic, the spell hurtling toward Mucas with blinding speed. Mucas raised his shield with a swift motion, the magical attack crashing against it with a resounding boom! The force of the impact sent him stumbling backward, but he remained unyielding.
With a surge of determination, Mucas lunged forward, his sword striking with a powerful swing! The demon General parried with a skillful swish!, but Mucas's attack was relentless. Blow after blow rained down upon the demon General, each strike carrying the weight of Mucas's unwavering resolve.
Baam!
The demon General let out a deafening roar as he staggered backward, his form battered and bruised. But he was far from defeated. With a surge of dark energy, he unleashed a devastating wave of magic, a spell that threatened to consume everything in its path.
Mucas knew that he had to act quickly. With a fierce determination, he called upon the power of his ancestors, a surge of divine energy coursing through him. With a resounding baam!, he unleashed a blast of holy magic that collided with the demon General's spell.
The clash of magic sent shockwaves through the battlefield, the very air crackling with energy. The ground trembled, and the sky seemed to split open. For a moment, it felt as though the entire world hung in the balance.
With a final surge of power, Mucas's magic overcame the demon General's, engulfing him in a blinding explosion of light. Doom! The demon General let out a final, anguished cry as he was consumed by the holy magic, his form dissolving into nothingness.
The battlefield fell silent once more, the echoes of battle fading into the distance. Mucas stood amidst the carnage, his armor battered and his breath heavy. The demons had been defeated, and his soldiers stood victorious.
With a weary smile, Mucas turned and surveyed the battlefield. His troops were weary and wounded, but their determination had carried them through. They had faced formidable foes, demons from the darkest corners of existence, and they had prevailed.
Lucas held the pendant on his Neck, which was a token of their marriage. On the Pendant there was the portrait of him, His wife and their baby Daughter... He is fighting to protect them, protect the one he loves.
It's a Man Duty and honour to Protect his Lady.
[ Press R to show respect Mucas. Poor Guy :( ]
Status Power Mingguan
-- Peringkat
Power 
-- Power
stone