“Take those walls, I’ll deal with the beast.”
A deep, reverberating voice rang in the ears of the Edomites. Without hesitation, they broke their formation and advanced towards the wall. Meanwhile, their General, the pillar of Edom—General Aldrich, clad in a whitish-gray armour, strode forward with large strides. His target: the white snake.
His strides transform into a dash.
With both his hands gripping his massive sword, he raised it high and he closed the distance and swung his sword downward.
Using output at that moment, he then released a massive crescent sword light that crackled with thunder and lightning!
It struck the serpent, piercing through its scales. The beast recoiled, turning its massive head toward Aldrick before breathing a surge of frost from its maw.
The seven feet tall rat general, leaped out of the way with an instant burst, narrowly escaping the freezing blast.
Mid-air, he launched another beam that also opened a massive gash.
Thud!
Lord Winter fell on one knee, groaning softly.
“May it rain!” Aldrich roared, his voice echoing and as if obeying his command, the dark clouds above lit up.
It rumbled as lightning and thunder moved within them. And in the next moment, the elements came together and unleashed a strike on the white snake.
The bolt of lightning slammed into the white serpent, eliciting a deafening shriek. Writhing in agony, the beast retaliated. It unleashed another breath of frost, sweeping across the battlefield. The attack turned hundreds of Edomites and Dothanites into sculptures of ice.
“Vile beast!”
Aldrich lifted up his sword, lightning crackling through his massive build.
He swung downward.
Clang!
An endless wall of ice surged up to meet his blade, halting his strike.
Finally, something was able to stop Aldrich from killing the snake.
“This ice… he’s here.”
Aldrich turned toward the east, and indeed, there he was—flanked by the company of thousands, all holding torches. Their armors gleamed under the fiery glow.
The frontline legion!
Aldrich’s eyes, hidden behind his helm, narrowed as he gazed deeply at the man atop a white wolf.
His bearing was unnatural.
The earth shook as their forces stormed into the battlefield like a flood of steel men. Their feet and hooves of those on horses trampling heavily against the ground.
Asher could hardly believe the destruction before his eyes. Even he hadn’t expected the Dothanites to ally with the Edomites in this war.
Winter was already in ruins.
Rumble!
“For Achilles!”
A loud horn echoed from the south, seemingly from afar. A short moment later, men clad in leather armour burst from the forest, charging into the battlefield in the number of thousands.
They were the men from Ramoth Stronghold!
“For Achilles!”
Another horn sounded from the north, and the trees in the forest began to shake in hundreds!
Then, they emerged, men mounted on bears with eagle-faced helmets, their banners rippling in the wind. Behind them, thousands of foot soldiers joined the fray.
In a blink of an eye, Asher’s force had swelled. What had begun with 10,000 light infantrymen had now become an army of 20,000 men fighting under his name!
The earth trembled mightily.
The battlefield shifted. The Dothanites and the Edomites—who once held the advantage—were not surrounded on all sides, and although they still had the advantage in numbers, the situation was no longer favourable for them.
They weren’t facing an enemy on one side but from all sides!
“Away from the wall! Form a wall!” Aldrich bellowed.
They weren’t the ones launching a siege anymore. They were under siege!
The Edomites scrambled to reposition. But before they could fully form their defensive line—
Flames erupted.
Riding beside his lord, Moses hurled fire into the enemy ranks.
The inferno engulfed the Obsidian Order knights, rendering their armor useless, but the Scarlet Order knights continued to press on, their bodies still burning as they advanced!
Eleazar’s eyes shone softly, and the weapons of the fallen rose up, plunging themselves into the living soldiers.
Some Obsidian Order knights staggered, discovering their armors squeezing in on them. In the end, they were squished to death by their very own armour!
Boom!
Something leaped from behind the paladins and landed about a dozen meters ahead of them with a heavy thud, scattering dust and debris from the impact.
And then…
Roar!
About a hundred knights dropped to their knees as blood seeped out of their orifices. Such a spontaneous, devastating attack successfully brought the halt of the wall.
“Spears!”
Aldrich bellowed, and over a thousand spears shot toward the Ashbourne troops. But before they could land, a dome-like barrier, seemingly made out of glass, formed around them and covered them.
The barrier moved at a fast pace along with them, defending them from every long-range attack as they advanced until they were in range for close combat.
High up in the air, hidden from sight of all, Sapphira lowered her hand, allowing the barrier to drop. And in an instant, the Ashbournes crashed into the Edomites.
Metal met metal.
Within Sapphira’s pupils reflected a lone figure—the man clad in a fur padded cloak, riding a white wolf. With a single sweep of his long sword, his enemies crumpled.
Even in the array of dazzling knights like Nero, Adam, Moses and Eleazar, he was in a league of his own.
While the others replied on their talents, he simply fought with his sheer strength, and that was enough to bring down the Obsidian and Scarlet Order knights in no more than two strikes.
Each crescent blade of energy he unleashed carved through the ranks, while Sirius breathed nether flames, incinerating those who were unfortunate to have come in his line of sight.
“Kryos!”
Aldrich closed in, his sword swinging in an upward arc. Once again unleashing an output. Output consumed a great amount of force because it allowed a knight to launch long distance attacks, but because of the consumption, knights used it sparingly but it didn’t seem to be the case for Aldrich.
Sirius countered with a stream of flames and then charged towards Aldrich while Asher swung his sword downward.
Aldrich met him head on, their swords clashed, resulting in a thunderous shockwave. But to Asher’s astonishment, Aldrich pushed inward, slamming his shoulder into Sirius. Enjoy exclusive chapters from My Virtual Library Empire
Seeing that Asher now lacked balance, he swung his sword, aiming to remove his neck in one clean strike, but another sword blocked Aldrich’s!
CLANG!
It was Isaac’s.
Lightning crackled out of Aldrich’s body, a sign of his fury. Sirius growled as some black spots had formed on it due to the lightning.
Asher patted Sirius. “I’ll handle it.”
Asher could sense the power surging within Aldrich. It was of similar element to the Golden Rider but much more potent. A fight against him in recklessness would only end with one result–his death.
While Aldrich and Isaac clashed, Asher dismounted. Fog gathered around him, swirling thick as a storm.
And from the mist, something massive emerged.
A Volibear in its war state!
Thick, braided hair danced on his broad, fur-covered chest. His arms, as wide as a man’s thighs, featured ice blue claws, and one of his eyes blazed with an azure glow.
Euodias pulled with light in his grip, so bright that its colour shifted from azure to purple.
Behind him, the phantom of a giant wolf appeared.
Its growl rumbled through the battlefield, stirring the very souls of those who heard it.
Bam!
Aldrich slammed Isaac to the ground and was about to pierce his sword through him when Asher appeared at the corner of his eyes, his hulking frame emitting mist from his mouth.