Anon turned around and noticed the Demonic castle that was made out of pure magic.
Every single brick of the castle was enchanted with negative mana and it was beautiful.
Four large towers on each corner of the castle as a beacon to cast a protective barrier on it and A big Magic Stone on the top of main tower that managed the flow of mana throughout the protective barrier.
“Oi, Kid… What are you looking at ? Go inside…” The blue Demon ordered.
‘They are Stromtide Demons… Known for their strategies but the clan they are fighting right now… Overpowers them in number too much.
As a scholar once said…. Pure man power can sometimes make an intelligent man feel stressed as well.
The clan they are fighting right now is knows as the Daybreakers… These Demons are fuckers and I mean real fuckers.
They fuck all day and night in order to reproduce more and more off-springs to fight.
But, They have a major disadvantage… They only have numbers as well. They don’t have time, in order to teach them how to fight.
In this situation, Where no one knows how to fight… It’s obvious that the one with more man power will win. Hah… What a stupid place to be stuck in.’ Anon thought as he walked into the castle and looked around.
Demons are sitting on the ground with wounds on their bodies and some of them were even holding their loved one’s dead bodies.
*HONGGGGGGGGGGG*
Suddenly a big siren went off in the near distance.
“Oi, The enemy forces are marching towards us… Keep your boys ready.” A Demon soldier shouted from the high grounds.
“Fuck… Those bastards. They aren’t giving us anytime. Oi, Red fuckers… Get to the armoury, Pick up the weapons you want to die with and go out to fight.” The Stromtide Demon spoke as he pointed towards the armoury.
All the Red Demons started walking towards the Armory.
As soon as Anon entered inside the armoury… He noticed many weapons around him. But, most of them were the same… Swords, A hell lot of Spears and Bows.
As soon as everyone entered inside the armory… They immediately placed their old weapons aside and grabbed the new weapons.
90% of them grabbed spears and the others took bows. No one took swords.
Anon grabbed the sword’s and noticed how unbalanced they were and the spears were also in same condition.
‘These weapons can easily get a skilled warrior killed and you want them to fight with these toys ?’ Anon thought as he threw the sword away and noticed a Red hand that was holding the bow in front of his face.
Anon turned to his left and noticed that the same Demon girl from earlier was holding the bow.
“Use this… You can just shoot them from a distance and this will improve your chances os survival as well.” She spoke as she tried to gave the bow to Anon.
“Thanks, But… I don’t use this kind of thing.” Anon spoke as he politely rejected her offer and turned to the right.
As soon as he turned to the right, Anon’s eyes fell over something interesting.
It was a forgery… That had a big hammer and a anvil by it’s side.
“Hehe… That might be useful.” Anon spoke as he immediately walked upto the forgery.
“What are you doing ?” The Demon girl asked with a confused expression.
Anon looked around and saw two flint stones lying near the coal’s storage.
“Here it is…” Anon spoke as he immediately bent down and picked up the two stones from the ground.
“Hey, What are you doing ?” Demon girl asked again but with a serious expression this time.
Anon Clashed the stones together and generated a big spark. This spark was enough to start the forgery.
*Swish*
The fire inside the forgery burned crimson red.
‘That’s an unusual fire colour…’ Anon thought as he looked at the fire with a smile.
“Can you bring me those swords ?” Anon asked the Demon girl.
“O-Okay…” The Demon girl didn’t knew why she listened to Anon’s orders but her instincts told her to do what Anon was saying.
As the fire Burned… More and more Demons surrounded Anon.
“Here…” The Demon girl gave all the sword’s to Anon and Anon immediately threw them into the forgery.
As they started to melt, Anon grabbed another sword and started carving something over the floor.
Two sickle like shapes… With the help of the sword.
“What the hell is happening here ?” The Stromtide Demon entered inside the armour and walked upto the forgery.
“What are you doing, fucker ? Why have you lighted the Forgery ?” The Demon asked with an angry expression.
“These weapons are stupid and will get me killed in the war. I would prefer to control the weapon rather than getting controlled by the weapon.” Anon replied with a smile as he immediately took out the melted metal from the Forgery and started pouring it upon the sickles that he had made on the floor.
*Sizzle*
As soon as Anon poured the hot stuff over the cold ground and big cloud of smoke was formed into the room.
“Enemy forces are on the gate…. Everyone be prepared.”
*GONGGG*
As soon as the gong shouted everyone started running here and there in panick.
“Everyone out on the battlefield… Now. You too kid.” The Demon spoke with a very serious expression.
“Yeah, Yeah… Just coming.” Anon replied as he took his weapons to the Anvil and started hitting it with the big hammer.
?? There lived a certain man, In Russia Long ago… ??
*Thud-Thud-Thud*
Anon continued to hit them until they weren’t in the shape that he wants them in.
In front of the gate…
A big army of Demons is standing in front of thaye and behind the gate only 52 Red demons are standing.
“We fight, Or we go down…” One of the demon spoke up as he looked at his comrades.
“Open the gates…”
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