Felix Maxwell was destined to be a loser, born on one of the weakest races and on the least favorable of situations, he was forced to face adversity head-on as he traveled across the vast universe where dangers laid in every corner, one day traveling in hopes of riches he stumbled upon a ruin where a supreme being laid imprisoned, in a stroke of bad luck the being laid its eyes on him and tried to take over his body, forcing itself upon him. But fate hadn't given up on him! He woke up in his younger body, 20 years in the past with the fallen being trapped in his soul. In his past life he had been a loser, giving up on things mid-way and never striving for greatness, he was a side character who made the strong shine even brighter, but not on this life. He swore to himself he would strive for glory, he would take advantage of his knowledge and emerge as a supreme being! ...... Novel Discord: https://discord.gg/FTfXXYHnFT This is my Patreon, everyone is welcomed to drop by! https://www.patreon.com/MidGard_Author
"Devour them. Let none stand in your path."
At his call, those titanic beings charged forward at the largest gathering of troops, each creature emitting a low, rumbling growl that resounded in the chest of every soldier present, sowing seeds of fear even among the battle-hardened troops.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The dark creatures moved faster than their immense size suggested possible, appearing almost instantly at the front lines!
"BLOOCK THEM!"
Dankin bellowed as he watched the initial rows of soldiers getting swept away, crushed underfoot, or torn apart by the relentless claws of Apollo's minions.
Panic spread as quickly as the dark creatures advanced, breaking the formation of even the most disciplined troops!
On the ground, Chronowalkers activated their temporal fields, attempting to slow the behemoths. Even if they wanted to freeze time, they knew it would consume way too much energy for mere seconds at best.