章節 26: Chapter 26 new army, Dragon king's tears?
the Wyvern that slain Barom was looking toward Cu like a child waiting to be praised.
Cu, at this moment, sure as hell didn't know what to do exactly, so he gave the beaten up wyvern a nod, the surge of emotions reached through the connection he had with them that was filled with fulfillment, and many other things that were hard to describe, the wyvern relieved then collapsed thanks to the amount of damage it received.
since Cu was able to use his sorcery in this form that no longer had a duration he proceeded to heal them since they didn't know how to use magic to heal themselves yet.
the survivors of the clash were less than a hundred...
it was a pretty heavy loss if you think about it compared to the number of dragons they had slain 3 versus over a hundred, the sadness and grief that Bahamut felt spread to the archfiends the victorious looks they had were replaced with shame and sadness.
It took some time to heal them all but it was worth it, they were stronger now and the additional Cu gained for healing them was worth it.
it was the following
52.2+ strength
37.1+ vitality
33+ agility
29+ to the overall magic from magic regen to its purity that I had, it kinda low but at least it was something
there were two subskills I had also gained which made me really wonder if it was okay to even have them.
Beckoning call: I can now call all and any fiends to my command until I release them.
Mark of the fiend: this skill was the one that scares me the most as I can now make people into fiends or archfiends it wasn't something I had gotten from the injured but something that Bahamut gave me.
so my subskills were now four with the fire breath, the fairy's trail, beckoning call, Mark of the fiends.
this was pretty damn awesome but was this really ok? for me to have the ability to create more fiends?
a whisper similar to the devil's temptation tickled my thoughts.
(A/N what happens when someone gets too much power? the simple feeling of wanting to take control tends to deform who is right or wrong and some times you the one who holds so much power think you are the savior or things like that, in this case, a certain someone is trying to push him, someone, that many sorcerers revere, fear and/or loathe)
"you'll be able to have fun~~~"
what of the cost of doing so?
"Imagine an army of thousands no millions of fiends to do your bidding! to wreak havoc upon those that which to keep this world cruel and unforgiving!"
no that would make me the next tyrant!
"but wouldn't your ways be better? wouldn't you at least stop the stupidity from continuing?"
yes but-
"The choice is yours~"
as if the voice tried letting him process the power he now held, it decided to let him have one last breadcrumb, using his new hatred for dragons loose with these following words.
"the one that ordered the attack on Reonika now roams in the city not too far from here."
That quickly gotten his attention as the seething hatred of nearly losing his daughter was still burning his heart.
where? he asked as his tone turned frosty.
"head north, if you reach it within three days, with your abilities, you will have them all there!"
Cu somewhat realized that this voice was egging him on so rather than create an army of a million he was going to keep it to a max 100,000 no more no less he won't build the army that the voice wanted nor will he be the all-powerful tyrant that this voice hoped for but he will slay the dragon that wished to bring harm to the last person that was keeping him whole.
He ordered the army to huddle up as they are going to annihilate one of the sources of their problems.
the overwhelming number of archfiends all flew into the sky following their king.
as they did though, a figure had appeared dressed as a jester with a sickening smile painted on his face, no that was actually the jester's real smile that was on the side of his face vertically, the unnatural man chuckled when they were some distance away, and the farther they were, the louder it became.
by the time they disappeared into the horizon, the man was laughing out loud as if he had listened to a good joke before suddenly stopping then muttered out loud coldly.
"entertain me well, reincarnated sorcerer."
before puffing way into a cloud of smoke.
----At the destination of Cu the capital city of the Sun cult order Donnapierre----
the lord of the city called Femto sat lifelessly on his throne as the powers of the dragons especially the one he had to face showed him how powerless he was against her as the one that killed him then brought him back to life was someone of another caliber or tier in power.
she was an angelic-like beauty with a halo hovering over her shoulder-length platinum hair like a crown as its shape matched it too, golden eyes with the vertical slits, with a simple dress that made it seem like any jewels would stain her purity standing at 5'8" with perfect curves that added to her 'divine' beauty.
she was Artemisia the 1st class dragon one of the dragon kings the controller of time!
Femto now forced to such dire straits was doing the dragon's bidding accepting as many humans, sorcerers, or any other refugees into the city of the sun cult order no it was no longer theirs as the order was slaughtered shortly after the dragons had arrived even their allies that attempted to help were butchered like pigs.
meanwhile at the highest building.
there was a bald and burnt head with a chained earring on its right ear connected to its right lip corner that was impaled on a floating spear that was standing upright spoke as it seemed as if enjoyed the sun's rays judging from the voice the head belonged to a man with grey vertically slit eyes.
"Quite peculiar, isn't it? No matter what your position is, all of me is reduced to such a state when faced with imminent death. it seems as if his soul long gone."
He then spat.
"He really didn't have any balls. I mean look at me! even if my head is burned by the sun I will never give in!"
A woman approached him before asking him rather venomously.
"Shouldn't you be burned by now? seems like you're enduring quite nicely..."
the head managed to turn to the person with a wide smile full of playfulness and a tinge flirting.
"Well, well. it'd been 9 days, hasn't it, my king? I'm glad you came to see me. i can stand the punishment for destroying a few cities and some of those orders of the damned sorcerers, but boredom, that comes with something else entirely."
then with a flat tone, the 'king' replied.
"Unfortunately for you, I didn't come to chat."
the head put on a hurt look before saying.
"Ah, you're too cold! what do you want then?"
she closed her eyes as if trying not to even look at him before answering with the same flat tone.
"I just want to let you know that our plan is proceeding nicely. in ten days we are going to swiftly kill all the people that gathered in this city"
she was telling him of the other successful plans however the head was putting on a 'i don't really care though' look before answering.
"ok...sounds goo-OUCH!?"
since Artemisia noticed his reaction she stabbed her fingers into his eyes cruelly to get him to pay attention. not that her attack would blind him for long as his eyes were already healing at a visible rate.
before continuing to the report that disturbed their plans while threatening the head to listen with the fingers that were ready to deliver another stab.
"but there is a problem."
the head asked with a silly look as he had faith in his comrades.
"Ho? and why's that?"
"one of our dragons, a 9th class named Dornia is dead, killed by Staria Leese this kingdom's 2nd queen."
the head had a sharp gaze before inquiring with a hint of bloodlust.
"There are a few in this kingdom that can go toe to toe with us in a fight. for example the 'silver princess' and her troops. other than the secluded sorcerers and the missing hero of humans who would've thought that they could take out a 9th class."
the head then asked that was akin to begging to stave off his boredom.
"you want me to hunt them?"
but her curt answer crumbled his hopes.
"no 5th class tratektora and 8th class Orthozora are already on the case. that should be more than enough right?"
with a sour look, the head answered bitterly.
"true, well... what do you want me to do then?"
there was a brief silence as he assumed it was just another massacre waiting to happen yet what his king said next surprised him with his eyes wide.
"3rd class disaster thrower 8th class melgubde, 10th class grimwult, 13th class Barom sierra, all contact to them has been ceased."
the head partially growling in anticipation and from the loss of his comrades asked.
"then the opponent must be strong, right?"
she answered with a serious tone.
"I've told my subordinated to investigate, but as far as i know... only sorcerers and archfiends are capable of such things."
the head gave her a hard look before asking.
"Could it be the other brethren? the magic treaty is still in effect so the archfiends should be keeping to themselves, what did the old man say about it?"
"Sensei said that there is a possibility that the missing hero had returned..."
full of excitement to fight the legendary hero the head laughed before stating.
"HA! SEEMS LIKE I'M THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN DO THIS! ALRIGHT THEN BRING IT ON! I'LL RUST AWAY JUST BY STAYING IDLE LIKE THI-"
Artemisia fired her flames at him as the foolish head was planning on going out of control again.
"I won't let you act recklessly."
"Ah, Sorry! *cough cough* I'll do it seriously this time, so please give me back my heart!"
she reached out to a blue hole that had appeared in front of her putting her hand inside then pulled out a still-beating heart.
before throwing it to the head as large veins grew out before connecting to the heart as his body formed quickly as it did his king then said.
"I'll give you one hour you shall hunt down the culprit 2nd class thunder dragon Woltekamui"
the newly formed man pulled the spear from out of his head that had short black hair and two parts yellow, a choker formed on his neck, with a leather jacket that showed his scar-covered torso, a black belt that held his pants in place.
Woltekamui accepted the task with pride of being relied on.
"I GLADLY ACCEPT! JUST LEAVE IT TO ME, MY KING!"
he then swiftly moved to her not that she would react much since each dragon had strict hierarchy meaning that even a simple order to die the lower-ranked dragon would have no choice but to oblige.
but the man's actions and sudden request had set her off the wrong way.
"ah if i succeed in my mission..."
he held her chin softly and drew pretty close to her and added.
"how about you reward me with a kiss since you gave me a time limit."
Artemisia's answer?
was a powerful uppercut that knocked the man off of his feet as she asked angrily.
"you really have no manners, don't you?"
the knocked-down man laughed out loud as the flirting game failed as his chin smoked slightly from the power behind the punch.
"FUHAHAHA INSTANTLY REJECTED!"
The man still had a lasting smile plastered on his face as he declared out loud.
"I JUST LOVE THAT PART OF YOU~"
She was looking at him like he was a bug ready to burn him with her growing flames behind her.
the man laid on his side as he joked.
"just kidding what i really like is that face you make when you're pissed off."
since whatever she could possibly do was just fueling the man's antics Artemisia growled.
"Hurry up, JUST GO!"
the man then sat up as if to say putting jokes aside and replied to her growing anger.
"Relax, relax, why are you in such a hurry? I'm still recovering from your punishment."
that made her calm down somewhat before Woltekamui called for his way of transportation.
"Ⱡł₲Ⱨ₮₦ł₦₲, ₵Ø₥Ɇ ₣ØⱤ₮Ⱨ."
As the man disappeared with the sparks Artemisia asked her god.
About the kingdom of leese but the answer she received was...
"leese? what is that?"
Through the blind belief that their god is supreme and always right the Dragon king took it upon herself to follow the will of her god.
since to her god, the kingdom doesn't even exist, this meant the kingdom that currently exists without the permission of their god must be erased.
it must be erased! it must be erased! it must be erased!
If there's something in this world that is not in god's plan, then it must be erased, if there's something in god's mind that doesn't exist, it will be born.
"W̶̘͉͖̱͇̮̠̜͉͙̚e̵̲͚͇͈̼̩͓͍͚̲̎̋̿̑̉͌̕,̴̧̩̪̈͗ ̸͇̈́́̌̒̔͊̂̀͠t̸̢̫͎̗̻͒̂ͅh̸̡̦͍̜̺̦̄͆̇̅ę̵̫̮̯͉̠̯̱̅́ ̷̘̋͗b̷̘̦̱̗̞̥͛̅̃̇͋̆̂̐́͜͝r̴̤̦̖̣̯͉̺̜̳̳̒̎̒͊̓̀͐̓͝e̴͓̻̝̹͓̺͉̊́̒͋͂͒͠t̵̬̔͂̂́͝h̴̢̢̖̯̿r̵̢̧̙̝̞͍͍͎̲͓̀̀ȩ̴̩̭͎̰͛͌n̷͎̣̳̪̻͎̱͓̺̽ͅ,̷̱̖̬̩͇̘͉̬̃̿̎̐̏͜ ̴̖͎̭̱̥̼͊ͅȩ̶̖͍̥̖̫̬͈̮̝͑̂̇x̴̛̭̥̩̣͔̌̇̅̍̀̈́i̵̙̫̺͔̇͝ͅs̸̤̋͋̀̀͛̽́͠t̶̨͍̤̆͂̍̍̉͐͝ ̵͉̝̹̪̦̼͗̒̈͂̑̅̅̕̕ş̶̜̞̼̙̙̦̤̲̈̉̉̈́͗͋͒̆͝o̶̰̙͔̓͆̿͂̄̋l̸̫͙̮̮̞̳̞͆͜ͅe̷̛̛̦̗̥̗̲̟̿̓̐̈́̿̍͝l̶̙̮͚͑̀̒̑͆͝y̵̱̔̇ ̸̠̖̟̃̂͜t̸̝̱̃̋̏͛̆̉̍͝ȯ̷̝̥̝͙̜͚̙͊̔̽̊̈̋͐̉͛ ̵̛̜̠̄̅͗̄͒͗̃̈́͝s̷̫͒́͐͗̊͛̔͛̚͠ę̸̖̫̭͍̇͛͝r̸͈̤̒̄́̔̈́̂͝͝v̴̡͎͍̼̣͔̽͜e̸̦͓̖̹̞͖͌̑̆̉ ̵̨̛̥̘͕͓̩͈̘̈́̈́͌̈́̍͐͘ǧ̷̩͔͈̜͍̗̭ơ̷̧͍̗̿̈́̐͌̋͐̽͗̕͜d̶̼̟͔͕̘̉ͅ.̷̢͉̹̜͊͛̾͐"
that was the iron belief the dragon kings had even if they must face each other to please their god.
Artemisia began shedding some tears before calling out to the names of the fallen.
"thrower, Gubude, Nia, Orthe, Sierra, you can't serve as God's hands and feet anymore, as fellow your deaths shall not be in vain. at least I can offer you... a tribute by destroying this kingdom."
She looked down from the building with mixed emotions asking herself whether to do it now or according to plan.
Meanwhile in a dense forest that was half the world's distance away a large amount of lesser dragons were trying to kill a woman that wore armor made of bones that resembled that of the dragons before she said shouted that was iconic to a certain group of players.
"千ㄩ丂 尺ㄖ ᗪ卂卄!!"
an oblong-shaped bubble-like force pushed out, blasting away anything it touched leaving a long trail of destruction laying in the shout's wake.
before a feminine voice yelled out disgruntledly calling out to the other name of the hero of the humans in this world.
"MARK! WHERE THE HELL ARE YA!?"
During the time of her shout Cu, AKA mark felt that same shiver from before as he was having a bad feeling right now as he thought to himself.
"Why am I feeling the chills again?
創作者的想法 
Rauon
Rauon Alright magic against magic, spear user against spear user, army vs army, with a little addition to it and for my dear readers the new arrival has an interesting history with Cu Chulainn aka Mark
as for what kind? hehe, I won't be sharing it too soon. but still, have fun as the next chapter I already gave hints of ploys, the chaos about to happen, and the rules of nature in this world.
So i won't say anymore since I'll be spoiling it if i did. XD