“We are here and according to master’s commanded location he should be 500 meters in that direction.” No.299 stated, his clawed finger pointing northward.
No.300’s eyes gleamed with a fierce determination as she echoed her command throughout the environment “Move in that direction and get your weapons ready.”
Without hesitation, the massive army of 5000 Ogres began their steady march, their powerful strides shaking the earth beneath their feet.
But this was only a fraction of what Anon could summon with a single call. His army continued to grow in size and strength with each passing moment.
Meanwhile, Anon stood amidst a gruesome pile of human corpses, his mind reeling with confusion at the sheer brutality of his recent victory.
“I did this ?” He questioned himself as he looked at the ‘Sickles Of Death’.
Suddenly a menacing smile covered hi face.
“These bad boys are really bad, Hehehe.” Anon said as he puts them back in his inventory.
As anon was removing his gloves of tenacity one of the glove fell down on the ground.
As anon bent down to pick it up, he noticed something strange.
Inside the mage tower.
“Distance until impact…300 meters.” A teacher shouted from the top of the tower.
“Start the array.” Vermin commanded.
All of the students sitting on the array started supplying mana to it.
Suddenly a very powerful blue coloured beam of mana shoot out from the array.
As soon as the beam hits an altitude of 700 meters it was dispersed into a big dome type shape that covered the inner four rings of the Kingdom.
“200 meters until the impact.” The teacher shouted again as he warned the students for the impact.
“Oh…lord, protect us from this calamity.” Vermin said as he closed his eyes and started supplying mana to the array.
All of the students looked stressed as they heard the impact calls.
“100 meters…until the impact.”
Everyone closed their eyes at this point to face the impact as they prayed to god for their safety.
10 seconds passed but nothing happened…
“Huh…?”
Vermin immediately opened his eyes and asked.
“What is happening there gin ?”
“Sir, i don’t know but they stopped 100 meters away from the wall.”
“What ?” Vermin said as he climbed to the top of the tower and saw it for himself.
A large crowd of monsters is covering the front gate of the city that was even visible from the fourth ring.
“My god…These savages will destroy the two rings entirely.” Vermin said with a feared look on his face.
“But…why did they stop ?” Gin asked.
“They are Ogres, they are very intelligent creatures if they knew that we are preparing a protection array to stop them, they will wait until we run out of our mana and only then will they attack.” Vermin said.
“But…they are monsters.”
“I know, you remember that dark energy you sensed sometime ago ?”
“Yes.”
“He or she can be the one who controls them.”
“Are you saying ?”
“Yes…a demon.”
“But demon armies were destroyed by him.”
“I don’t know anything for sure but this is the most accurate theory i have for now. I think this is the beginning of the end, send a message to the seven royal families and tell them about it.” Vermin said as he returned to his place.
“Y-Yes sir.” Gin said as he saw a defeated look on vermin’s face.
Gin immediately summoned a paper and pen with his magic and started writing the message on it.
After finishing the letter he binded it on a pigeon’s leg and released it.
Gin immediately left the top of the tower and started moving down to a secret room that only he knew.
As soon as he opened the door many old book shelves were revealed.
Moving to the third shelf from the left side he pulled out a book.
The book was covered in dust and was red in colour nothing was written on it.
As gin opened the book, a golden light shined from the book and a black scroll started hovering over the book.
“Hehe…die you idiots i am out of here.” Gin said as grabbed the scroll and throwed the book away.
Opening the scroll he supplies mana to the scroll and immediately his body disappeares from the room.
The scroll then fell on ground and started burning on it’s own.
Outside the city gates.
“Masterrrr.” A loud voice was heard by anon.
Anon immediately looked at the source of this sound.
It was no.300 who is coming towards him riding on a direwolf.
As soon as they reached near anon all 5000 of them stepped down from there direwolfs and immediately went down on their knees to show their respect for their king but as soon as their faces turned down to the ground they noticed many corpses on the ground.
Seeing this only one thing came to their mind.
‘ONE MAN DID THIS ?’ 𝒆𝙣𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝙚𝙩
At this point anon became more than a king in their eyes, A GOD.
Even the Direwolfs bent down their necks to show their respect for him.
“Why did you bring such numbers ? I only told you to bring 530 of them.” Anon asked no.300.
“Your majesty please punish me, it was my mistake that my team member understood wrong of my assemble call.”
“I don’t have time for that. Do you have my spare clothes?”
“Yes, your majesty here.” No.300 walked towards anon with a set of spare clothes in her hands.
“Good.”
Anon immediately changed in front of them.
After changing his clothes he looked at one of the dead body.
“Hey you bring that body here and you bring that one.” Anon commanded two Ogres.
“Yes your majesty.” Both of them spoke in unison as they immediately followed the command and brought over the two dead bodies that anon commanded them to bring.
As anon looked at all the bodies in front of him one thing was cleared in his head.
All of their faces were exact same.
Blonde hair light blue eyes and a fair face.
“What the hell is this ?” Anon said in a low voice.
“Clones…” A voice was heard from the crowd of the Ogres.
“Hmmm…?” Anon immediately turned around and looked at the one who spoke it.
“Eiiiik…”
“Oh…you, you are the young blood that helps sephie in her lab right ?”
“Y-Yes your majesty.” No.7069 stood up as she nodded her head in yes.
“Good…come here.”
“Yes sir.”
Everyone immediately moved out of her way as she walked out in front.
“What did you just say ?”
“I said…clones your majesty.”
“Clones ? Do you know something more about it ?”
“I read about them in an ancient book that madam sephie gave me but there was only a little bit of information about this topic.
The book said that with cloning spell one can make clones of himself or another person and can control them from a limited distance but if the spell caster moved out of the range the clones will get powerless one by one and die at the end.
It was proven to be a very helpful spell when it was introduced 300 years ago but soon it was banned when king’s concubines found their own clones in the slave market being sold as sex slaves and brothels were filled with their faces.
Even the ministers in king’s court were found guilty of keeping his clone as a punching bag slave used for removing their frustration.
Soon this cloning spell was banned by the king and if someone was found using it, he/she was to be drowned or burned to death.
“Woah… that’s a lot of information for little bit. Now i understand why they died so easily at the end and why they didn’t reacted to their death kr defeat.”
“Burn…all of them and don’t leave a single one.” Anon commanded.
“Yes master.”
“Good.”
After 10 minutes all of the bodies were turned into a mountain of corpses.
Anon walked near it and touched one of the body.
<Hell Blaze>
Suddenly the mountain of corpse was covered in a tornado of fire and their skins started melting down.
“Let’s go.” Anon said.
“Yes, your majesty.”
“So, will i get a direwolf for myself or do i have to ride behind someone..?” Anon asked.
“Your majesty we won’t dare to let you ride on such lowly mounts, your ride is this…*Whistleeeeeeee.*” No.300 said as she whistled loudly.
Suddenly a black shadow appeared in the sky covering the moon.
As the figure descended from the sky heavy blows of airs started to hit the ground.
“This is…”
The figure finally landed on the ground it had black feathers and a black body but it’s eyes shined red.
“Master this is a third eyed raven, a demonic creature that was used by only royalty in demons. This creature can fly very fast and when it opens the third eye on it’s head, the odds of any situation changes.”
“What ?”