Chapter 128 - War 2
The war only started for a few minutes and it's already obvious who won as the dwindling soldiers fell like flies. Erza was the first to engage, summoning her Heaven's Wheel Armor. Swords materialized around her, glittering like deadly stars. With a flick of her wrist, she sent them hurtling toward the front lines. The soldiers barely had time to scream as the swords pierced through their ranks, cutting down dozens in an instant.
Rias flew high above, her crimson hair trailing like a comet.
"Take this!" she intoned, her hands glowing with a sinister red light. The spheres of destruction shot forward, colliding with the heavily armored knights below. Their shields and swords crumbled as if made of paper, and the men behind them dissolved into nothingness, their cries lost to the winds.
Gojo, moving with an almost lazy grace, stepped into the thick of the battle. The soldiers surrounding him hesitated, feeling the oppressive weight of his presence.
"Hollow Purple," he whispered, and in an instant, a void of pure energy erupted from his hands, obliterating everything in its path. The soldiers didn't even have time to react as the devastating attack tore through their ranks, leaving only a smoking crater where hundreds once stood.
Yamato, wielding her kanabo, charged into the fray with a roar. Her Oni form granted her immense strength, and her mace swung with the force of a thunderclap. Soldiers were sent flying, their armor crushed, bones shattering under the relentless blows. She laughed, the joy of battle coursing through her veins.
"Come on! Is this all you've got?"
The Mirg-Shield commanders watched in horror from the safety of their walls as their once-proud army was decimated in mere moments.
Their strategies, their formations, all crumbled under the might of these four warriors. As their soldiers fell like leaves in a storm, they understood the true meaning of fear.
Gojo decided to elevate the situation, drawing the [Six Realms Staff] he had acquired through the chat group. He could immediately sense the power emanating from the weapon, feeling its resonance with his emotions.
"Alright, let's see what you're capable of! Turn about, Six Realms!" Gojo commanded, holding the staff aloft. It began to glow, and the scroll at its end unfurled, sending waves of shock through the surrounding army. In a flash of brilliance, the staff transformed into a gleaming golden axe.
[ First Realm: Divine Realm, Wish-Granting Wheel Kannon - Loka Pala (Twelve Deva Axe) ]
Gojo examined the weapon, a smirk playing on his lips. He had trained with it ever since acquiring it, mastering its intricacies. His reputation as the strongest wasn't just due to his inherent abilities; it was his unmatched talent and adaptability that set him apart, making it effortless for him to wield such a powerful artifact with just a bit of practice.
"This is incredible!" Gojo laughed, swinging the axe with precision. The horde of soldiers stood no chance, their bodies cleaved through like air. They were powerless before a Divine Weapon of this caliber. Compared to the standard weapons of Lambda, this axe would be considered a refined Orichalcum—and even that was an understatement, as its true strength far surpassed anything they could comprehend.
'Gojo is enjoying this too much…'
Ryuu watched this unfold through the eyes of his familiars in the sky and saw the carnage that was unfolding. He remembered that his women especially Kie and Nezuko weren't acquitted in killing but they were determined to help him therefore let them be.
In the beginning, he only wanted them to defend themselves in case he couldn't but seeing them fight for him filled him with pride.
'I'll make sure to reward them later.' He thought then turned to see the vampires who wore a cloak flew into the sky landing inside the walls where Zadiris and other Ghoul Mages that have Light attribute burned the vampire to a crisp.
He saw how Eleanora easily killed the vampire Isla, a rank 10 Noble-born Vampire Countess and one of Ternecia most trusted servants.
The latter is only one of the three pure blooded vampires who worship Hihiryushukaka, the Evil God of Joyful Life. The name is a mouthful.
Isla held the power that could easily defeat dragons and decimate a whole country by her power of her rank alone. However, the excruciating burning sensation had reduced her strength to nothing and soon was decapitated by Eleanora.
"Damn I wanted to taste vampire blood but whatever."
Ryuu pushed aside his disappointment, focusing intently on the chaotic battlefield. With steely determination, he leveled his handgun, its muzzle flaring as it spat out deadly rounds. Each shot was precise, every bullet finding its mark with ruthless efficiency. The heads of enemy soldiers exploded in bursts of blood and bone, their lifeless bodies crumpling to the ground.
Despite the carnage, Ryuu moved with an almost reckless enthusiasm, his steps light and energetic as he weaved through the battlefield, leaving a trail of destruction in his wake. Every movement was calculated, every shot a deadly promise, as he turned the tide of the battle with brutal precision.
"It's really convenient that I have gun techniques."
He smirks at the technique that he obtained and may be the only one who has it as the world of Lambda had strictly gone against the creation of gunpowder and guns, especially Alda fanatics.
The skills had allowed him to have an aim assist vaguely understanding where to shoot that has the possibility of hitting the target
"I guess it's phase two huh? Show yourself my dear servant! It's time to feast!"
Ryuu evilly said when the "Evolved" from the prototype game came and revealed themselves, shocking the soldier who was baffled to see them transform.
"For Ryuu-sama!"
"Kill!! Serve the Hive!!!"
"Protect our lord!!"
Ryuu dismissed their fanatic words as meaningless noise, his focus sharp and unwavering. He felt a dark surge within him, a familiar power stirring, and with a deep breath, he released the monster caged inside his body. The air around him crackled with energy as the transformation took hold, and from his being, monstrous creatures began to emerge.
First, Rank 5 Xenomorph Raptors, sleek and deadly, materialized, their razor-sharp claws and teeth glinting ominously as they snarled and snapped, eager for the slaughter. They moved with terrifying speed, tearing through the ranks of the enemy with savage efficiency.
Then, a massive Rank 6 T-Rex Xenomorph thundered onto the battlefield, each step causing the ground to tremble. Its roar echoed across the landscape, a primal sound of dominance that sent shivers down the spines of all who heard it. With jaws powerful enough to crush steel, it rampaged through the opposition, obliterating anything in its path.
More creatures followed, each more fearsome than the last, an army of nightmarish beasts unleashed upon the battlefield. Ryuu stood amidst the chaos, his eyes gleaming with a fierce intensity as he watched the monstrous horde he had summoned lay waste to the enemy forces. The battlefield had become a hellscape, and Ryuu was its master.
"Hiss!!"
"What the hell are those monste-GAAAAHH!!"
"Hel-Guhh!!"
"I can't die here!! My pregnant wife is waiti-Guuuhh!!"
The Xenomorphs showed no mercy, embodying pure, unrelenting ruthlessness as they tore through the battlefield. Their jaws snapped with bone-crushing force, devouring anything that stood in their way, while their claws slashed through flesh and armor alike, leaving only mangled corpses in their wake.
Soldiers who once fought valiantly now cowered in terror, dropping their weapons and pleading for their lives, their voices cracking with desperation. But the Xenomorphs knew no pity. To them, these cries were nothing more than background noise, insignificant and ignored. Surrender was not an option; it was met with the same savage brutality as resistance.
The battlefield was soon littered with the remnants of a once-proud army, reduced to nothing but blood and ruin. The Xenomorphs pressed on, driven by an insatiable hunger for destruction, ensuring that nothing survived their relentless onslaught.
Ryuu had been trying to find a perfect egg to recreate a Xenomorph egg or even make a Xenomorph Queen if he was able to create the right biological structure.
Ryuu shifted his shooting shoulder, adjusting his aim with the fluid precision of a seasoned marksman. His bullets tore through the air, but those among the enemy with high-level Shield and Armor technique skills managed to intercept them, their defenses deflecting the projectiles with practiced ease.
Yet, their relief was short-lived. These were no ordinary bullets. The moment they made contact, even if deflected, they detonated with a violent force, sending shockwaves through the air. The explosions weren't just destructive—they were insidious. Shrapnel from the blasts carried a lethal payload, infecting the soldiers with a virulent substance that spread through their bodies like wildfire.
The soldiers barely had time to realize what was happening. Their impenetrable defenses were rendered useless as the infection took hold, ravaging their systems with terrifying speed. Ryuu watched with grim satisfaction as panic spread across the enemy ranks. His shots, once dismissed as ineffective, now proved to be the enemy's undoing, turning the battlefield into a nightmarish landscape where no defense was enough to stop the devastation.
"Gaaaah!!!"
"Get off me-gaaaah!"
"This can't be happening!"
Despair could be hurt from the voices of the soldier seeing the hell that they were in. Ryuu coldly mercy kills some of them to stop their suffering while pondering how the Alda faction gods are reacting.
'The likelihood that they'll continue to observe is a good thing. However, that autistic Rodcorte would use this for the other reincarnator in origin to go against us.'
Beside the world of Lambda, they are also the world of Origin where science and magic co-exist, it is also the place where Vandalieu previously reincarnated and lived as a lab rat that was endlessly experimented on.
There are roughly a 100 reincarnator that Rodcorte would manipulate to go against them but some would likely remain on standby.
'Knowing that dumbass he would likely do something stupid. Anyway, we should be safe for now.'
On the other side of the battlefield, Justine reveled in the chaos, a fierce grin etched across her face as she unleashed her raw power. Her fists swung with unstoppable force, sending enemies flying like ragdolls with every blow.
Each strike was a display of overwhelming strength, bodies crumpling under the sheer impact as she plowed through the opposition. Soldiers who dared to stand in her path were tossed aside effortlessly, their armor and weapons offering no protection against her relentless assault.
To Justine, the battlefield was her playground, and the enemies were nothing more than toys to be smashed and discarded. She moved with an almost casual brutality, enjoying the weight of each impact, the way the ground shook beneath her feet, and the helpless flailing of those who tried in vain to resist her..
"M-Monster!"
"Retreat we-Guuh!!"
"Like hell I'll let that happen!"
She cocked her arms back as if reloading before channeling her strength into his fist then used her unarmed fighting Technique to strike them with force that could easily crush a dinosaur's skull.
The soldier couldn't do anything as her speed and power was beyond their ability near the skills of a veteran A class adventurer. Furthermore, Justine kept growing stronger the more she overexerted herself.
"We know that your magic needs to overexert yourself but do you really act like a battle maniac?"
Trese arrived reviving some of the soldiers adding them into her shadow army and unlike normal magic, extracting shadow doesn't cost much Mana and all shadows are permanent since they're practically just ghosts possessing her shadow molds.
She uses her dagger skills to stab and slash at the soldier while looking at Justine who only shrugged.
"You know you'll get scolded by Ryuu?"
Justine paused, realizing her mistake and turned to look at Trese with wide eyes. She was so overwhelmed by the fight that she forgot that Ryuu was watching them.
"Shit…I forgot…well I'll stop but I hope he still cooks pizza for me."
"Just keep the fighting to a minimum."