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The Order Of Chaos

"Is it wrong to kill, is wrong to steal, is it wrong to covet thy neighbor's wife, is it wrong to..." Be it Gods or Demons, Beast or Man; all have fallen. In their despair, they shall hope, in their victory, they shall fall, in their success, we shall rise. Welcome to my Order, welcome to The Order of Chaos. *** Disclaimer: I do NOT own this picture

Lord_Damocles · 奇幻
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Blades of Azalea

Glistering under the glow of Azure, Argon's scythe tainted by the killing intent began to materialize in thin air. Apparitions of ethereal skulls began to flicker through his azure aura as he parted his legs and stared coldly at Aurelia.

A thin veil of pressure began to rise within the Fallen; she felt an invisible blade against her neck, and for some reason, she felt something off about Argon.

BOOM!

Blasting off the ground, Argon's scythe came like a blur striking against the golden blade of Morningstar, shattering the windows and the ground beneath her feet. Shards of glass whipped over the air like a whirlwind, creating small stars glistering in the skies.

Pushed back a few feet, Aurelia felt something off. And a sliver of unease erupted like a spring as she stared at the man, no longer laughing. When their blades had crossed, she felt his wildness and feral pride as they fought. But now, there was only a coldness she could not put her fingers on.

"Do not hold back, my Queen," Eldritch hastily relayed to his Master. " He's being possessed."

Releasing a long breath, the Golden Arcana around Aurelia began to swirl as she pushed more Arcana into the Imperial Sutra, pushing her strength to a new height. She had only crossed her blade once with him but felt a world of difference between now and before.

Rushing towards each other, blades and sparks began to ring as a battle that looked to be fought around the speed of sound commenced.

Pushing her physical properties to that of a Tier Two Demonic Beast, Aurelia's clothing began to stick to her skin as Morningstar continued to dance. Flickering with a destructive hue, embedded in the Concept of Death, the Young Fallen felt herself become lost in battle.

"Seven Ring of Blades!" Argon announced as, from the void, seven sigils took form, twisting into swords that whipped towards Aurelia. But the young warrior was ready. She listened to the whistle of the blades pierce through the winds. And the reaper blade clung to her heart as she pivoted over her feet, dodging as her blade danced to block these seven swords that seemed to have a mind of their own.

Embers of fire erupted, followed by blood spilling as Aurelia became surrounded by seven swords, alongside, Argon skilfully cutting away at her defenses.

"Aurelia, stop holding back! You have spells!" Eldritch howled as Aurelia dodged a blade aimed at her neck.

But everyone could only see the smile on the young fallen as wounds began to appear around her flesh. Lost in the wonder of a fight where she could battle with her all and not be totally overwhelmed, the young minx swordsmanship began to evolve.

Flashing over the battlefield within the Mirrored Realm, shockwaves shattering the ground ran wild. Buildings began to collapse as the young fallen painted scarlet laughed to her heart's content. Unsure where the battle started or ended, she did not use any spells but instead fought till her swordsmanship could defend herself.

"You're going to die at this rate," Zariel said, his words echoing into the soul of Aurelia. "And so is your best friend, or have you forgotten that Ella is there."

Startled by the Silver Devils' voice, Aurelia erupted into a powerful force blast that knocked away Argon and his spell.

Looking around for Ella, fear danced alongside Aurelia's heart as the worse possibility seemed to skim over her mind.

"Surrender Aurelia Morningstar! Your time has come to an end." A voice that seemed so ethereal and regal echoed from the bulky man glaring.

'Tsk,' Snorting at Argon, losing her bloodlust, an Emerald Arcana began to trickle around Aurelia while a seraphic qi began to fill her golden eyes, holding Argon in her sight, she pointed her finger.

"Mind Sliver!" She chanted, applying holy swords to her soul attack.

ANd without any light flashing, Argon released a bellowing cry falling to his knees, dropping his scythe as he clenched his head. Blood gushed from his nose as thick veins protruded from his temple. He crashed his head into the cobblestone and howled as he trashed over the ground.

Aurelia hoisted her staff into the air. Surrounded by Necrotic Essence, as a grand sigil appeared tainted by the forces of the Fallen's primal nature, the void shook, and cracks began to appear throughout the Mirrored Realm.

"Grant me your strength, Aunty Tia!" Aurelia muttered and lifted her head high to the world as hundreds of cracks around the mirrored realm began to spread. She hoisted her staff high into the air and slammed it down, pailing as all her Acana vanished.

"Necrotic Ring of Destruction!" She howled as Seven Rings materialized within the skies of Trinity.

Glowing with a power that wiped away hope, they fell.

And a light brighter than the brilliant dawn twinkled over the land, washing away the buildings and homes alike; an emerald light erupted, followed by an explosion that shattered the Mirrored realm.

Holding onto Ella's limp body, the Red Priest felt the hairs on his neck stand on end as the emerald light came down like death. Tightening his hold on Ella, the chimes upon his staff rang past the mirrored realm, taking hold over every student and civilian alike, covering them in a holy glow of light; his violet eye peeped open at the coming rings falling to earth.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!!!!!

A mushroom cloud whipped over the skies, blocking out the moon's glow, staining the skies an illustrious black.

By the time the smoke cleared, an army of guards had come charging to check on the casualties. Tending to anyone who needed it, a glimmer of golden light slowly began to pierce through the ash, revealing a lone child standing on top of a building. Her skin was painted red, and her clothing shredded, but as everyone stared, all anyone could feel was respect.

Pale as a sheet of paper, Aurelia's gaze slid through the ash to the red priest staring back at her, her friend in his arms, and smiled.

"Congrats, Aurelia. You won." Zariel said as the Golden CHild fell from the skies, slipping unconscious. A powerful force took hold of not just her but Ella, lifting them into the skies.

"I shall take care of the rest Red Priest."