2 The last war of Humanity (2)

Since the beginning of the battle, Mars had stood alongside the defense units on the high fortified walls, holding and defending every meter of land at the cost of his blood and the lives of his brothers, in order to prevent access to the great enchanted stone gates that protected the city hidden in the mountain. Pieces of flesh were scattered on the hard stone of the walls, almost blocking the path of some of them.

Protected behind the great magic shield that defended the city, the sorcerers had unleashed deadly magical arts. They had summoned waves of lightning, fire and death. It was as if, after years of imprisoning evil spirits in a magical bottle, they had freed them, and to avenge all those years of imprisonment, the evil spirits had unleashed small cataclysms on the armies of monsters with all the fury of the world itself.

Among them, three sorcerers formed a matrix of spells, and with the union of their magic, a dazzling violet-tinted orb of white light similar to a miniature sun had formed inside the matrix. Then the miniature star was propelled at breakneck speed, crashing into the body of a titanic demon whose body was covered with thousands of mouths with sharp teeth.

The mini-sun exploded in a blinding flash, releasing a gigantic spray of superheated violet plasma, instantly vaporizing almost the entire upper part of the titan's body into flaming gas, while all the demons within a hundred meters of the giant demon were ignited by the heat released by the spell.

Below the high stone walls, giant stone golems defended the walls, tirelessly sowing death by crushing the hordes of minor demons on the ground, and giving brutal blows with their stone swords against all the demons they could not simply crush.

Yet no matter how hard they tried, one by one, the walls collapsed or were lost.

The great cannons gradually ceased their din, the giant stone golems that defended the walls had become inert rocks when the magical hearts that animated them were torn out, the sorcerers had ceased to unleash the fury of the elements, and the soldiers' brave war cries were slowly replaced by their cries of agony.

Slowly, the battle was nearing its end, and with it, the defeat of all mankind.

As he faced a Beastigor, Mars saw out of the corner of his eye a destructive beam of magical energy hit the magical barrier, but unable to hold it, the barrier was broken and the beam of magical energy blew off the section of wall he was standing on. Purely by reflex he concentrated all his magical power to protect himself, but despite everything, pain and darkness took over and he fainted under the brutality of the shock wave.

When he regained consciousness, Mars felt that the cold, moist air rushing into his nostrils with each breath reeked of blood and the stench of corruption. Even as his lungs were strengthened by the alchemical concoctions, he felt as if the air was burning him from within with each breath. His heartbeat like a steam engine, tirelessly pumping blood through his veins and supplying oxygen to his massive but painful muscles.

At least he was still alive. Then he heard claws scratching the nearby stone, and when he opened his eyes again, a Beastigor's jaw closed a few inches from his head. In a cry of frustration, the demon hit him violently with one of his muscular arms, throwing Mars' body like a baseball thrown at full speed, before he crashed into one of the thick walls of the ancient fortress, knocking down part of the wall and breaking the blade of his sword into dozens of fragments.

Nearby, two warriors too exhausted by the fighting were unable to defend themselves against the unreal speed of the creature. The Beastigor tore off the first warrior's head with one of its clawed hands, while the monster took the other warrior. The man called for help when he was lifted into the air, and Mars saw the horror in his eyes as much as he felt the horror in the warrior's mind when the enormous claw crushed the man in his armor like a squeezed lemon.

The Demon's red eyes glowed with pleasure as he absorbed the vital essence and power of the warrior's souls.

While reciting a short prayer, Mars invoked a spell on him. He felt a phenomenal power to take hold of his muscles, and he felt that his flesh and bones had become almost as hard as metal. After he stood up he ran towards the Beastigor and used his telekinetic magic to increase his speed even more, flying towards the abomination always focused on its carnage.

His insane speed coupled with the weight of his body turned the entire body of Mars into a deadly hammer. When his body hit the Beastigor, he knocked down the Demon and smashed one side of his rib cage, breaking his bones like twigs. Taking advantage of his position, Mars threw a series of brutal punches and kicks. As the demon's burning, acidic blood splashed against Mars' armor, the sound of his fists and steel boots breaking bones and tearing the flesh of the monstrous creature below him echoed in his ears with each blow.

Trying to get rid of Mars, the Beastigor struggled trying to grab Mars with its claws while its mouth full of fangs tried to bite him. But it was useless, Mars' next blow was so violent that he drove his opponent's jaw into the giant demon's skull and then shattered it into purple confetti of bone and flesh.