Everyone, every demon, and every elf watched as the skies became as black as the abyss. It slowly started turning liquid, the sky bubbled like a thick, viscous liquid.
All of a sudden, a cry so loud and terrifying sounded from the clouds. It was filled with pain and torture. Everyone who heard the cries took cover to close their ears.
Their minds were slowly invaded by the scream. Those that were weaker fell to the ground, writhing and foaming at the mouth, demons and elves alike.
The scream continued for minutes and then finally stopped. As it stopped, a thick, viscous drop started forming in the sky.
The drop got larger and larger until finally, it popped, and something fell from it—a very massive thing that towered several hundred feet tall.
When it almost reached the ground, legs sprouted from it, over twenty legs. Yet when it touched the ground, the legs were barely able to keep it standing.
This monstrosity was covered with mouths all over its body, with tongues that extended hundreds of meters away.
This creature stood there in defiance of all that is good and normal. If there ever was a right time to call a being an abomination, it would be right now.
This towering being stood there without moving. The monsters of the forest fled for their dear lives, as they understood that this being was something they could never hope to touch. The aura it emitted alone could melt their skin and flesh.
The person that had summoned this creature stood in one place. The creature was several feet behind him. His eyes were still black, and the liquid didn’t stop oozing out of them.
“Master, what is happening?” Drake called out to her, trying to see if Silva was still there.
“I’m going to end this war and all of this now. The demons will not have their way,” Silva said and then took a step. As he did, the creature he had summoned started moving, its massive body destroying the forest.
It stretched out one of its tongues and carried Silva, along with the others, into its mouth. It was so fast and powerful that neither Drake nor Elsa could react to it. They were all put into the mouth of this thing.
The creature closed its teeth, but not fully, allowing them to see and breathe. After Silva was secure inside the creature, it started walking.
Every step it took, everything died around it. It was the walking definition of doom.
Silva sat cross-legged inside the mouth of this creature, but the others had a look of worry and panic on their faces.
“Silva, what exactly is this?” Lily asked.
“A spell not of this world, a power beyond this world,” Silva said.
“Then how can you cast it?” Aris asked.
“I am capable of refilling my mana almost as fast as I use it, so I am barely able to keep this spell running. That’s why I must stay in this state,” Silva explained and didn’t speak again.
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The demon army had been marching through the forest when all of a sudden, the sky darkened and a creature, extremely massive, fell from the sky.
Immediately this figure stood, the threat all of them felt was massive. The leader of the demons called the army to a halt. He stared at the colossal creature, and fear gripped him.
He, who was a mighty demon, the peak of this world—why was this creature inducing fear in him now? He could not allow word of this to spread, word that he shivered at the sight of some creature.
Gathering his strength and courage, he flew into the air, all four wings flapping at the same time. He watched the creature stand there, and then, all of a sudden, the creature began moving toward them.
With the size of this creature, it would take less than two minutes for it to get to them. The demon had to make a choice: continue the mission to the elves with this thing chasing after them, or face this creature head-on.
For this demon who loved war, the answer was clear. He turned to face his army and lifted his sword. “My demons, a new threat has shown itself, and now it’s headed for us.
This is the work of those that want to stop the rising of the demons. Now charge and take down that enemy!” the leader yelled. The demons roared and raged before charging into battle to fight the creature Silva had summoned.
But this was no battle—it was a feast. The tongues of this creature shot out from all its mouths. They latched onto the demons suddenly, pulling them into the many mouths of this creature.
It was not even a fight. It was like flies headed for a frog, and then the frog ate them all. The demons that had yet to reach this creature were shocked by this, but before they could run away in retreat, the tongues latched onto them and pulled them in.
The leader of the demons watched in horror. They were the ultimate beings, the ones that stood on top of it all, yet somehow all of them were killed so easily. How was this possible?
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Ophelia stood before a large glowing light. There was a void around the light and a bridge that led to it, stopping only a few feet away.
It was on that bridge that Ophelia stood. She seemed uneasy and, to an extent, scared. She looked at the light, watching and waiting for something.
[Ophelia, you have run out of time. Your actions have tipped the scale all too much now. Because of you, a being that should not walk your world has been released into it.
Its very presence will shatter the reality of your world. Why would you take such a risk knowing the consequences?] Order asked Ophelia, but she stood quiet, not saying a single word to order.