Capítulo 71: Calvis The God of War. (part 1)
Calvis waited where the former capital planet used to be with his wings outstretched. The Garde looked at his wings with curiosity. The Garde, like Jake, didn't know what could cause such an enormous change in the power in their young master.
Hendric looked at Calvis wings with wonder. Hendric had seen Parthians graft wings for themselves, but none of them were as magnificent as Calvis I was as if he was a fallen god. His wings shone with a Chaotic strength similar to the ball that had imploded the planet minutes before.
Calvis looked at Hendric impatiently and asked, 'where are the troops?'
Hendric looked at Calvis like a mad man. Did he know that it was abnormal to travel to a different Galaxy in one jump? The troops were made up of highly trained commoners but commoners nonetheless. It would take them a few hours to organize forces of that number to jump to the same location. The trip would likely take 20 to 50 jumps depending on spacial anomalies along the way.
Hendric still loyal intoned, 'Please wait for a bit lord Calvis our troops will arrive eventually.'
Calvis still bored asked Hendric to give him his weapon, and Hendric complied happy Calvis found something to occupy himself. An unhappy Calvis would not be good for any of them. Calvis began to fiddle with the conduit the Garde captain handed him. It did not take long before Hendricks's conduit was completely disassembled. Hendrics paying attention to the surroundings had completely forgotten to take his weapon back from Calvis. Hendrics turned his head and then finally noticed delicate the delicate pieces of his conduit floating past him in space.
Hendrics was beyond furious. That Conduit that had been passed down in the Ibex for countless generations and now it was destroyed. Just as Hendrics was about to disregard Calvis's family ranking as the next Lord Ibex, he noticed a red glow coming from Calvis's hand.
Hendrics seeing what was happening was shaking his head. He must be imagining things. Calvis griped a blade conduit identical to the one he had broke. Calvis waking up from his focus state, saw Hendrics floating behind him. Calvis, confused at his expression, asked him if something was wrong, but Hendric's just shook his head speechless. Calvis gave him the sword he created and started to ignore the shocked man. Hendric took the new sword and inspected it. The details of the blade were the same down to the most minute detail. Hendric inputted energy into the blade and felt its hum even more vibrantly than before. Calvis managed to recreate a class 6 weapon on his first try.
Calvis did not pay attention to Hendric's action as he had already begun the mental construction of his Conduit. Calvis made a familar shard appear in his hands. The crystal was the shard he had obtained in the Chaos space. The last child of Chaos had told him this material was one of the only conduits of Chaos energy.
Calvis created a magnificent conduit blade. It had the appearance of a rapier with ridges along with it and a pitch-black cross guard making ti seem demonic. Calvis grafted his name written in a Chaos language he had created. The name began to glow along with the crystal in the sword, causing a more in-depth fusion.
Calvis had created this language not long after he finished his meditation, and he felt it imbodied the nature of chaos he understood.
The Garde and Jake had watched the whole process in astonishment. Calvis eyes became sharp. Calvis's sudden change caused the group to become more vigilant. Space seemed still until a rift opened. The Vahkir had arrived. Droves of Parthian commoners spilled out into space along with a golden chariot style space ship. Calvis, who had exceptional eyes, could see who stood inside the Chariot. Calvis's traitorous uncle had arrived along with the Vahkir minor nobility that plans to take his family's reputation.
Calvis's voice accomplished the impossible and rang out into space for all to hear, "You have come to your death's Vahkir scum!"
These words were enough to put fear in the Vahkir peasant's eye. Calvis's wings extended to their fullest, a size one that could encompass a world. Calvis's wings blacked the stars behind him, causing even some of his Garde to flinch unintentionally. Calvis was ready for battle.
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Qin_lin
Qin_lin I decided to break it into two parts to make a more intense fight scene. I guess we'll see right.
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