The Battle of Azeroth Part 2
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In The Previous Chapter
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And once again he used his magic, but this time he sent the two kings and his little dragon to safety…
Walking through the fog he arrived where the two presences were, one was covered by fog now the other was an old man covered with blood… he was chewing some human flesh and when he felt Faraam stared at him revealing a huge hole in his chest…
Faraam- ' SHIT SHIT SHIT'
Faraam- MR GAEL?
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Faraam- What happened to you old man?
Faraam didn't get an answer from the man, looking more closely Gael had a hole where his heart should be and his eyes were completely white...
Gael had a blank look like he was a puppet and kept kneeling over the bodies of all the soldiers he had killed….
Gael-Fa…. Raa ….m
Out of the mist came the figure that had remained hidden all this time… this figure wore black armor with several cloths covering its shoulders and also wore a helmet that imitated light in the shape of a cross from the cavities of this…
The figure walked slowly to Gael's side as he laughed heartily.
???- HAHAHAHA … I suppose you knew this man, human?
Faraam- What the fuck did you do with him???
???- I just... showed this infidel the right way?
Faraam- ANSWER ME NOW …
???- OH oh oh … I see you are like him too … so you deserve to be burned in the name of our great king … hahaha
The man was laughing in an uncontrollable way as he opened his arms to the sky as if he were praying a half distorted prayer by madness…
???- I'll answer you… first I'm the 4th General of the horde, also known as Roldan and I know who you are… Faraam…
Faraam- ' Shit …I knew I should have killed that shitty Darth Vader …'
Roldan- And second I just cleansed this man's soul… giving him the lightest punishment that an infidel can receive… death….
Faraam- …
Roldan- You should have seen his face when I killed all his soldiers and then used them all against him like the pawns they were… he had a look of hate like you have now but it was a shame when I had to stick a stake through the heart … he screamed like a pig … HAHAHAHA ….
Faraam- SON OF A BITCH I'M GOING TO KILL YOU … EVEN IF IT'S THE LAST THING I DO
Roldan- I liked your burning heretic compassion … but it's not me you'll fight …
Said the man as he opened his arms and said some low words…
Seconds later something happened Gael was standing in front of him the old man was all bloodied and he was carrying in his hands his companion sword an old blade that always accompanied him…
Faraam- OLD MAN!!!
Roldan- I don't know what you expect for an answer… he's possessed by the abyss now… nothing will stop him until he completes his goal which is to kill you…
Faraam- Gael … I don't want to do this … SHIT … how did this end up like this …
Said the white-haired man as a small tear ran down his face...
A Few Hours Before
It's been a few hours since Gael left the capital of Kian and met his disciple and could drink good wine with this one … but now Gael is coming to the city of wizards, Azeroth … and he has to finish this mission successful or this war is going to get ugly…
In the distance Gael could see the city, but something strange was happening the city was on fire… seeing this the old man ordered the army to increase their marching speed to arrive in time to save the city…
After a few minutes of running the army arrived near the city gates and came face to face with an army of demons that had broken down the gates…
Seeing this, Gael began a massacre, using his war techniques and his qualities as a leader, the old man managed to reduce the numbers of enemies temporarily, but this was of little use as they returned from the dead in a short time…
Seeing this the old man led the battle into the city and set up a defense line at the gates leaving two-thirds of the army at the gates and taking the rest of the army to slay the demons within this city…
After several hours of battle the old man finally arrived at the castle gates and entered them revealing several people and some bloodied mages and also a lady Merlin directing the mages and preparing magical abilities….
Merlin- Sir Gael has finally arrived… what a relief…
Gael- Madam Merlin it is an honor to see you in good health again
Merlin- Yes … but now it's time to –
*boom*
A huge explosion made the castle shake all over, seconds later hell descended on those survivors, demons started to appear from all sides, as well as various demons entered through the castle doors… with so many numbers the soldiers and wizards began to die quickly…
Merlin fought fiercely as well as Gael who killed demons without stopping, but a high level demon caught Merlin unnoticed and managed to tear off a woman's leg, the same screamed in despair, another demon tried to eat the woman's entire arm, but in despair Gael cut the beast's head, and ended up cutting off one of the woman's hands…
Seeing the state of Merlin Gael put her on his back and made his way through the demons killing them, the old man went to the second floor of the castle where he found a safe room and leaned the magician against one of the walls.
Outside the room several screams were heard as well as running, giving a last smile to the mage who was barely conscious the old man went to the second floor hallway and started killing demons without stopping, it reached a point that the monsters stopped to appear and they all turned to dust… And a powerful presence appeared downstairs…
Going down to the floor the man saw his soldiers impaled as well as some magicians and in the middle of this a man with strange armor…
Drawing his sword Gael ran to kill the enemy with one blow, they changed some blows but this being didn't move and Gael was at its limits and again tried more blows against this armored figure to no avail …. but Gael was tired and ended up making a terrible mistake… age does not forgive and the old man ended up not being able to react in time when his enemy grabbed a spear from the ground and pierced his heart … and the rest is history …
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Faraam was so angry … so angry … so much that he only thinks about killing the devil who did this to his master … but the man was also sad … he realized something … 'we only give importance to something when we lose it' , Faraam never hated Gael on the contrary he had a strong bond with the old man even though he was a devil in their training they had their drinking moments…
But now he has to fight his master who is having his body used even after he is dead…
Faraam- Sorry old man … but I'll make it quick …
Said the demigod almost in an inaudible tone…
Faraam- I swear that when this is over I will give you a decent burial... and I will enjoy my life to the fullest... and maybe declare myself to Arthuria…
System- 'Bro don't do that … Get some help '
Faraam- …..
Roldan- Hahaha … you have a lot of plans for someone who's going to die here today … and then I'll take care of that woman myself with both my hands … it's going to be a lot of fun to cleanse that woman's body and soul …
The white-haired man just kept silent with his head bowed and his spear in his hands...
Roldan- Ahm … you don't want to talk …. Hahaha…then DIE!!!
With these words Gael ran to Faraam who had a look of sadness…
Gael was enveloped in a dark aura created with the energy of the abyss and tried to pierce the adventurer's heart with his broken sword…
Faraam- Hope you'll excuse me in the next life master… but I can't let a shitty demon control you…
In a swift movement like thunder Faraam pierced Gael's belly and with the spear charged with electricity a gigantic thunderclap fell on top of Faraam's old master finishing him like this…
Now with Gael in his arms Faraam could look into his master's face and the man just had a smile on his face… as if he was happy with the result of the fight…
Placing the old man on the ground a few meters from Roldan, Faraam placed a red cloth with a golden lion in the middle of it over the body of the great warrior…
With a pair of dead eyes Faraam appeared in front of Roldan… Faraam had his spear ready in his hand, but the man didn't realize it until now, but he was bleeding from his hands from gripping the hilt of the weapon so tightly …
Roldan- Don't think that because you killed the old man you have a chance against me... he was weak because he was a puppet made of meat
Faraam- ….
On top of the battlefield a storm formed as if representing Faraam's rage...several thunders fell fiercely and lit up the battlefield which was covered by a thick fog.
System- 'Use your status skill on your enemy, player…don't get carried away by emotions…and…kill that bastard without mercy '
Faraam- 'Yes … [Eye of Ashel]
Status
Name: Roldan Irithyl
Age: ?"!?#?
Title: 4 Horde General (+10000 sp in all stats) ↓
Religious fanatic (+30% status against those who practice an ideology opposite to yours)
Right Hand of the Demon King (Allows the titleholder to corrupt living or dead beings and temporarily turn them into beings of the abyss)
Abysmal puppet player (+1000 sp in all statuses and allows the user to command beings corrupted by the abyss)
Abyss Seed (100% chance to worship pure beings, created from the abyss)
Race: Elite Demon ↓
Level: ?d??P`»L?
Affiliation: Great Grohand Horde (4 General, Demon King's Right Hand) ↓
Corrupted Inquisitor of Ashen (Lordran ?-~.cçlp?)
HP: 110 000 000 / 110 000 000
MP: 10,000,000 / 10,000,000
Lore: Roldan Irithyl, also known as the Infidel Killer. Roldan was born in the Ashen Theocracy which is the most religious nation on the continent, this nation is known for worshiping the Sun and its main god is named Gwyn … the strangest in this religion composed of fanatics also known as the Rising Sun worshipers is that all his altars are composed of a simple sword stuck in the middle of ashes while it burns… Roldan grew up in the midst of these rituals from a young age and with that he was turned into a peacekeeper by the church of Ashen from an early age… and there it was where he won his title, because he lost his mind completely and burned entire villages with 'infidels' and even tried to kill the 'Fire Keeper' or the Guardian of Fire in common language, this woman is the one who carries the highest title in the country (Like a Pope) . With this act Roldan was exiled… Years later while wandering the world he encountered the Demon King while he joined the Horde of Grohand and it was there that the man gave himself headlong to the abyss and lost his sanity by becoming a demon and having a fragment of the abyss planted in his soul … since then this man walks beside his king and kills in his name …
Roldan- I will deliver your head to my king as proof of my abilities… Hehehe….
Faraam- I will make you pay for all you killed and made suffer…
Roldan- HAHAHA … then come you heretic … amuse me
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TO BE CONTINUED...