Loud, heart wrenching screams filled the war ground of gods. Groups of mages collapsed, holding their heads as if the burning mist were devouring their very souls.
The aurora screens in the skies, projecting the chaos for all to witness.
“Ahhh! Ahhh!” the cries of fallen mages heard even outside the war ground.
In the spectator stands, spectators began staring at the screens with fear filled in their hearts.
“Did you see that? Thousands of stick family wizards—fallen! Just like that!”
“Hahaha… Young master Kent is a god of war! My savings will triple today” shouted a bettor, his voice trembling with excitement.
“Finally, a true Supreme Arch-Magus to witness after decades! The Frost family has made history today!”
Others weren’t so lucky. Among the cheering crowd, gamblers who had bet against the Frost family broke down in despair. “I… I lost everything! Curse that Kent, curse the Frost family, curse these useless Stick families!”
Inside the war ground, Sony Stick’s face filled with rage and helplessness and she barked orders like a maniac who lost all reason. “Load the Lion Artillery to full! Release the mana boulders… aim only at Kent! Don’t stop until we reduce the Frost army to ashes!”
“Yes, Princess!” her commanders responded, scrambling to obey. The massive golems of the Stick family roared to life, their artillery charged with glowing orbs of condensed explosive mana crystals.
But before they could fire, a deafening boom shook the sky, and Kent’s voice thundered above the battlefield.
“Garuda Gamana Vrishabha Vahana Maha Teja Krodhini!” [Arrow of Blinding Glory!]
A piercing arrow of pure light shot into the sky, detonating like a miniature sun. Blinding brilliance spilled over the battlefield, forcing the Stick and Doom family armies to shield their eyes.
“Someone blew the artillery!” shouted the Stick family commander as he couldn’t open his eyes.
“What sorcery is this?! I have never seen this type of spell in my life.” Another mage crushed in confusion.
Just as the light faded, countless comets began falling down on the surrounding factions. People began running away in fear. Several gaps formed in the enemy formations.
As the comets fell, taking down thousands of enemy lives with them, the Frost army seized the moment, shifting into a moving wheel formation. At its centre, Kent hovered like a divine figure, radiating an aura of untouchable power. A lightning arc continued to circle around his dragon-lion bow.
“Supreme wizards of the Frost family! Burn any one in our path! Don’t stop until my command! Move!” Kent instructed as he lifted the bow again.
The Frost army erupted in a unified war cry, their morale surging as they drew strength from Kent’s divine presence.
“No! No!” Sony screamed, her voice cracking as the Frost formation rolled forward crushing enemies in their path.
“Fire the Lion Artillery now! Release all ultimate spells! Kill him! Kill them all!” Sony roared as she tried to stand against the moving wheel formation.
But soon, she was blasted aside by a lightning bolt sent by Kent.
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Hundreds of glowing mana boulders launched from the Stick family’s artillery, trailing fiery tails like meteors. The ground shook as the Doom family unleashed torrents of elemental spells, fire and ice colliding in a chaotic storm aimed directly at the Frost army.
Kent pulled the bow string with a fierce glare.
“Pralaya Vilaya Maha Vayu Chakra” [Whirlpool of Divine Destruction!]
With a deafening roar, a massive vortex of fiery wind and lightning tore through the battlefield in bright crimson colour. The mana boulders disintegrated mid-air, elemental spells died down as they collided with the overwhelming force of Kent’s arrow.
“He blocked it all—everything!” gasped a Doom family commander.
“This can’t be happening,” Sony muttered, her face pale as death.
Spectators erupted in awe as they stood up from their seats.
“He’s untouchable!”
“Even the Lion Artillery couldn’t scratch him!”
“Do not stop! Release your spells and let the heavens hear your roar!” Kent commanded, raising his hand as golden light cascaded over the Frost army, healing their wounds and amplifying their mana.
With renewed vigour, the Frost army unleashed a barrage of offensive spells.
“Agni Jwala Maha Teja!” [Supreme Firestorm!]
“Chandra Dhara Pralayam!” [Moonlit Torrential Destruction!]
The enemy ranks broke apart, their formations shattered by the unrelenting assault. Hundreds of mages fell, unable to withstand the combined might of the Frost army.
“This… This is madness! How can anyone stand against this?” Scott Lin muttered, frozen in place as he watched Kent lead his army with precision and ferocity.
But Kent wasn’t done. Hovering high above, he drew his bow once more, channelling his mana into a single, devastating shot.
“Vishnu Chakra Pralaya Astra!” [Celestial Disc of Annihilation!]
A spinning disc of energy materialised, crackling with power as it descended toward the enemies. It carved through their defences effortlessly, leaving a gaping path of destruction.
“No! Stop him!” Sony screamed, her hands trembling as she grasped her staff. But no spell she cast could reach Kent.
Within moments, the Frost army reached the gates of the War Ground.
The Frost army exited triumphantly, their 20,000 supreme wizards surviving without a single casualty. Spectators outside erupted into deafening cheers.
“They did it! The Frost family will win!”
“Kent is a living legend!”
From the royal viewing platform, the first prince Maxwell clenched his fists in frustration. “How did this happen? He made us all fools!”
Princess Sony, defeated and humiliated, fell to her knees in the war ground, her plans crumbling before her.
Kent approached the Palace Master, who stood waiting in the sky, his mouth slightly agape in stunned silence. With a calm expression, Kent stretched his hand before the palace master, placing the enchanted spear before him.
The Palace Master, regaining his composure, collected the spear with trembling hands. He took some time to get out of daze and rose high to make the announcement.
“Witness, all realms! The Frost family has emerged victorious in this first phase of the Trident Summit!” His voice boomed, resonating through the skies.
Spectators roared in celebration, some crying with joy, others falling to their knees in disbelief. Among them, those who bet on the Frost family danced in jubilation, their fortunes multiplied beyond imagination.