Fog of War

Locking eyes with the Paragon, whose gaze resembled a wolf, a challenging grin appeared. " I heard your wife fucked another man, had his kid and killed it for you. Gutted the little brat like it were a pig."

Surrounded by an entire army about twenty paces from the closest soldier bleeding from the arm, I rosed my palm and drew Atonement from my soul, its golden edge spiraling with my divinity.

The fire-like air chilled under this beautiful night as all eyes landed on me. Despite my cultivation, instincts were in full within this elite army. They could all feel it.

Death was near.

Varis' expression twisted into a hideous grimace as he turned to me. As if I'd struck a cord, a colossal amount of killing intent exploded, striking at me like a battering ram.

But my smile never left me as my ceaseless mocking continued. " Heard you don't have a kid. That pussy must be all used up. Although I may try to hit. You never know. Crazy bitches know how to suck dick the best!"

Unsure why he was letting me talk, I just continued. " Tell you what, I'll dick her down for you, plant my seed and whatever remains you can have. I've already got two on the way, and the oldest just approached me. Kids, right?"

"But I'll tell you what. I make cute babies. So they won't look like your ugly ass. Damn. Are you sure your wife let you hit? I ain't gay, but I speak for all men and women on this one. We're gonna need a bag. Your bitch turns off the lights, doesn't she, when she lets you hit? Damn. Brah… it'll be my honor. No. It'll be my pleasure to smash her in your stead. A woman needs to be soothed. And with your looks right now, I bet she can't even get off. Oh, shit, is that the problem? Brah. It's ok; all you need is some candles and lots of foreplay. Seventy-five percent of women can't cum with penetration, or it just takes longer. Brah. I got you. I don't bang with other dudes, but… I'll send you a video. Sent my brother a video, he's now being mind raped by some ancient spirit, but he was better off for it. If your wife can't tell the difference in how you kiss or how your dick feels, she ain't the right one. My wife told me she could feel my veins—"

"Aaaaaahhhhh!"

Varis broke into a ghastly wail that rattled the ground beneath my feet while pushing back holds of soldiers as he leaned forward in mid-air, bending his knees. Cracking the confines of space, he appeared, crossing over a few hundred paces in a single step.

His speed was absolutely terrifying, but as his spear arced itself in a glistening arc, it fell towards me.

Ripping and tearing through space and time, Varis' spear suddenly turned into nodes of light vanishing into the ether as my lips curled into a demonic grin.

"He's all yours," I said, knowing Darkmane and Layla were watching. Waiting for the most pristine moment to strike. And like clockwork, the moment Varis' spear was destroyed by my Forsaken Aura, the two Paragons appeared.

Blood slapped over my face as Layla's spear tore through his shoulder while darkmane cleaved downwards with his blade tearing his right arm off his body in a fine glory of gore.

"Splintering Night," said Layla as her fiendish spear suddenly exploded, blasting me off my feet, tearing off Varis' other shoulder.

I laughed, skidding over the ground and through trees before plunging Atonement into the earth to hold my step; when blades from various soldiers came at me, wishing to tear me apart.

Blood splintered my eyes as Attunement whipped into action, as weapons began to dematerialize. Howls and wails sounded soon after as Atonement swept through bones and tissue, stealing life away in a blink of an eye.

Sword intent swelled, curling like a vicious snake demanding life before the group at my flank and rear managed to figure out weapons could not harm me. Their lives were forfeited.

Just then. Hundreds of soldiers carrying the crest of Noctem raced out, screaming.

"Protect the king!"

"For the Monarch of Night!"

"Kill em' boys!"

Rushing past me in teams, I looked on as my fellow soldiers entered the fray cutting down the rabble to nothing.

"No survivors!" Someone shouted. " kill 'em all! Fuck the corpses if ya horny! But you better be fucking the ones you kill!"

Jesus. Am I raising Devils?

Shaking my head, I turned in the direction of Layla and Darkmane battling against Varis and smiled as flashes of destruction shrieked over the horizon, tearing up trees, rocks, and all that lay within the forest. Quakes and fault lines followed throughout the forest, causing mass panic amongst demonic beasts who began to howl through the night.

"Arsene, a woman west of the base, is leading another army to attack. I want you to intercept. You can take the two Elder Gods you brought. The Paragon is locked down and should be dead in seconds."

"I want him alive. But confirm." I replied to Victoria, whose voice had entered my head.

Ash tumbled over my hair like snow. I looked up and chuckled. " Gods Lilith should have joined. This would be so romantic!"

Pushing out my senses to the army stealthily, trying to make their way under the cover of my night. A lingering smile marred my lips as I dashed forward.

I Shadowed Stepped before an army of three thousand men and women armed to the bone. My eyes swept over the crowded landing near the army's center to a somewhat gorgeous woman. She wasn't particularly pretty. Nowhere near Ezra or Freya but stood with a dagger and sword in her hand.

"Enemy attack!"

Spotting two elder gods and high gods, I frowned. There would be no way to kill them all, even with my hax. High Gods aren't without skill.

"Get in formation!" Shouted Zarla, narrowing her hazel, red eyes.

"I guess some will just escape," I muttered, shaking my head as the Throne of Darkness began to spiral between my brow. "Such a shame," I muttered, lifting Atonement that began to bleed the concept of supremacy.