Inside a grand mansion situated at quiet and peaceful forested area, stood an elderly Vampire.
This elderly and skinny vampire clad in blue and yellow mage robes was now practicing magic in an open and wide hall where the floor had plenty of mana ores placed at different ends and there were dozen of oval, pentagram, rectangular-shaped magical formations floating in the air as the mage was completely immersed in the study of magical formations.
But the next second, a loud and ground-shaking voice filled the entire 5 kilometer forested area where the man was situated.
"Kereberos Mor Vandereich, We have received the clan's orders from the Ancestor & the Clan Leader. You are to be imprisoned and brought back safely to the clan headquarters.
We are also allowed to use extreme measures should you refuse. Please come peacefully!"
A shrill and high pitch announcement was made from a flying warship hovering 100 meters above in the air. These ships looked like spacecraft and had 4 turbines and an outlet at the bottom that was expelling hot and intense heat while maintaining the entire body of the ship.
Even 100 loudspeakers from earth would not be able to cover this distance from 5 kilometers away. The use of magical formations to amplify the sound was done so effectively that it didn't adversely affect the soldiers below the warship.
The warship itself was a kilometer long, 300 meters wide and 100 meters in height. Anyone would think that this ship equipped with magic cannons and hundreds of artillery guns would be enough to kill anyone, let it be a Semi-Saint Rank fighter or a bonafide Saint.
But in reality.. This wasn't the only warship. There were seven more, 2 on each side including this one. Along with the 10 thousand soldiers using different weapons, belonging to different jobs and having different areas of expertise.
And all of them had come together just to catch one person.. A First Stage Saint Rank Magician.
The mage inside the mansion was taken aback by this sudden announcement.
"Impossible! Have they found out?" asked the bald vampire mage to himself.
The next second, he cast 4 different archaic magical formations in the air, each directed in a different direction.
Four 20 meter tall magic formations appeared in the air above these 4 battalions that managed to encircle this vampire without alerting him, these were the exact replica of the ones cast by the mage, just much taller & wider. But they appeared far taller and wider.
"What's the meaning of this?! Do you not know who I am? Is that a way to talk with your clan's elders?" asked the mage.
Next, an authoritative tone responded to this voice.
"As per the clan's orders.. You are no longer an Elder of the clan and neither are you a member. As decreed by the Ancestor & the Elder Council.. You've been branded as the traitor to the clan. Come with us without resistance." replied the commander of the warships.
"I see. Then I will give you a choice as well. I can feel that you've sealed the space in this area and no teleportation scroll would work anymore. But if you let me go.. I will not kill any of you. In the end.. You're all my kin." said the mage in a ghastly tone through these magic formations hovering in the air.
His threat had a calm before the storm sense of feeling. Even the thousands of soldiers listening from 5 Kilometers away felt a sense of danger just from his words.
"We are ordered to bring you in. Please cooperate. This is your final warning." replied the commander.
"Hahaha. All of you must be delusional if you think this is enough. You leave me no choice. I shall remember your sacrifice." said the mage sarcastically.
"All battalions, attack!!" ordered the commander and the charged cannons that were awaiting the orders shot enormous magic beams full of destructive mana. All of them aimed in the direction of the grand mansion.
BOOOOMM!! BOOOOOM!!
One after another, thunderous and ground-shattering noises filled the 5 kilometer vicinity as if an atom bomb landed and obliterated everything that came in its way. Sending tremors to the nearby ground out of this encircled area.
When the mushroom-shaped ginormous cloud of dust finally faded. The once noticeable grand mansion was nowhere to be seen. Not even a small broken pillar of the property was left.
A 100 meter long hole deep in the ground could be seen from the magic binoculars placed at these warships.
The commander who gave the order to nuke the mage heaved a sigh of relief as he couldn't see the target.
"Huh.. Is that it?"
Suddenly, a grim voice befell on the ears of everyone present and in the sky, a figure of a Vampire flying was finally revealed to these people in commands of these warships flying in the air.
In the mage's hands was a staff working as a source to channel the barrier.. But the force that now covered the mage and acted as protection was something completely different than mana.
"Impossible.. How can he be this strong? He should have died." spoke one of the vampires who were in charge of a warship.
The same reaction came from the other people in charge of the 7 warships.
This wasn't Earth where an explosion of this caliber was enough to kill thousands of people. The entire setting of this world was different and one thing was very clear…
Magic ruled over everything. Let it be to become an insanely strong being or destroy anything that stood in your way. You needed magic to do it all.
"He.. He's using World Energy. But wasn't he considered to be someone mediocre when it comes to channeling the world energy?" asked the commander as he communicated with the battalion leaders through a communication artifact.
"I already gave you all a chance. But seems like your brains have rotted just like our Ancestor & the Clan Leader!" shouted the vampire mage and waved his epic rank staff.
Swoom! Swoom!
One by one, nearly 20 magic formations appeared in front of the battalion while the vampire mage was still hovering in the same place as before. His effective range to cast spells was far beyond something that even a Semi-Saint Rank mage could do.
Even Solomon had the effective range to cast and attack with spells at 1 kilometer at best but this vampire mage was on a completely different level.
"Charge the cannons, everyone attack!!" commanded the vampire in charge over thousands of long-range artillery magic guns started shooting at the mage, all the 8 warships were enough to decimate an army of 10 thousand soldiers easily.
"Amateurs." said the bald vampire and 10 layers of magical barriers came into existence.
On the other hand, the magic formations cast by this mage were now glimmering brightly and released a deathly and heavy pressure in the surrounding.
All these formations quickly released different elemental attacks, varying from lightning to fire.
BOOM! Crackle! Splurge!
The long and thick lightning strikes, big and round water orbs, waves of fire and blades of compressed wind then attacked the fronts of these battalions stationed in the four directions.
Everywhere these tremendously strong attacks landed, not only they broke through the protection barriers cast over the foot soldiers, cavalries full of monster steeds.. It also bombarded the formations with these elemental attacks and killed more than 300 soldiers with each hit.
For someone from Earth.. It would appear as if the Gods were punishing their creations in the form of natural disasters or a calamity. But in Vantrea.. This was just a single First Stage Saint Rank magician taking an offensive mode.
One by one, dozens of these attacks landed and killed over a thousand soldiers in a matter of a couple of minutes.
Before the magic cannons could even charge, the vampire mage finished chanting his incantation and 4 more pentagram-shaped magic formations came into existence just a kilometer away from in directions aimed towards the soldiers.
Explode! BOOM! Dhang!!
Pure beams of destructive world energy coalesced and struck like lightning and obliterated the warships that looked near-indestructible one by one.
Just in the first wave.. 3 out of the 8 warships including hundreds of operators in each of them were obliterated into nothingness.. Not even a trace of their bones or ashes was left to see.
Pure destruction.. Only pure destruction filled this forest as if a heavenly tribulation had struck and judged everything in existence.
Hundreds of deep crevices filled the ground below as the burnt and thoroughly decimated ground was left asunder.
It hadn't even been 5 minutes but more than 3 thousand soldiers of the vampire clan were massacred by one of their own elders who had been serving the clan for over two hundred years.
Wails and screams of agony filled the battlefield as only charred and mangled flesh filled the surroundings with a gory sight of War and bloodshed.
"Now go and repent coming in my way in your next lives!" shouted the mage in his stern voice.
This time 8 more pentagrams, even bigger than the previous times came into existence and charged themselves to land another volley of magical attacks on the battalions.
"Run! We're done for!" shouted the soldiers in fear.
BOOM! BOOM!
One by one, all these attacks charged at the targets and loud, ground-shaking noise filled the entire forest.
But as soon as the clouds of dust faded.. Everyone including the Saint Rank mage was baffled.
Although the attacks indeed land in the direction of targets.. They never truly connected the grounds.. Rather, something came in between and saved thousands of these soldiers.
As the sight finally cleared, everyone was awestruck after looking at the ginormous constructs that acted as a barrier and saved their lives at the last second.
12 red ginormous swords, each one of a height more than 100 meters acting like an impenetrable wall.
There were three of these godly swords in front of the battalions on the four sides, so close to each other that large-scale destructive spell couldn't go past them.
And suddenly.. A kingly and domineering voice filled the entire forested area of 6 kilometers in length.
"Sorry, I am late. The faction council meeting was hard to escape from." spoke a majestic looking swordsman clad in a white and golden Epic Rank armor set.
His waist-length silver hair fluttered in the air and his mature and calm demeanor could be felt by every living being who saw him.
The next moment, more than 5 thousand soldiers shouted in unison with an ear deafening chant, welcoming the arrival of this kingly persona.
"ALL HAIL THE CLAN LEADER!!!"
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[[Author : Please don't read this. Posting some parts again here because the re-edited word count can't be lower than 100 words of the original word count. Don't read. It's just repeated words.]]
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But as soon as the clouds of dust faded.. Everyone including the Saint Rank mage was baffled.
Although the attacks indeed land in the direction of targets.. They never truly connected the grounds.. Rather, something came in between and saved thousands of these soldiers.
As the sight finally cleared, everyone was awestruck after looking at the ginormous constructs that came acted as a barrier and saved their lives at the last second.
12 red ginormous swords, each one of a height more than 100 meters acting like an impenetrable wall.
There were three of these godly swords in front of the battalions on the four sides, so close to each other that large-scale destructive spell could go past them.
And suddenly.. A kingly and domineering voice filled the entire forested area of 6 kilometers in length.
"Sorry, I am late. The faction council meeting was hard to escape from." spoke a majestic looking swordsman clad in a white and golden Epic Rank armor set.
His waist-length silver hair fluttered in the air and his mature and calm demeanor could be felt by every living being who saw him.
The next moment, more than 5 thousand soldiers shouted in unison with an ear deafening noise, welcoming the arrival of this kingly persona.
"ALL HAIL THE CLAN LEADER!!!"