Extra And MC-Chapter 202 - 198 - Titanic
Arriving at Qilos Republic’s shorelines after the meteor shower had died down, Astaroth took in the devastation, multiple parts of the city had taken.
Frankly, it was not something that could be ignored.
Buildings were destroyed, flames raged on, dust and debris was everywhere, and rubbles, upon rubbles of rubbles, piled up in irregular amounts.
In addition to that, there were fresh molten craters all around, all of which were still exuding an immense amount of heat wave.
And yet, there was not a single human that died from the sudden showers of destruction, each and every single one of them, still a bit taken aback by the small, blue-hued domes that had individually protected each and every one of them.
In contrast though, the demons along with the other races, perished without mercy, with only a select few amongst them, keeping their lives.
But even they, the ones who survived, struggled to be completely fine as they incurred some serious injuries, some of which were very fatal.
Staring at the sight before him, Astaroth’s eyes went deathly cold and in an instant, a violent storm, one that emerged out of nowhere, suddenly began to brew with him as the epicenter.
-SWOOOOSSSHHH-!!!
Rapidly, debris, dust, rubble, rocks, ice, water, flames - everything tangible within vicinity was rapidly getting sucked into the destructive vacuum the sudden storm-turned-tornado was creating.
-SWOOOOSSSHHH-!!!
Electricity crackled amidst all this and the dead bodies, of both friend and foe, also got sucked into said tornado.
-KRAACCKLLEE-!!
-SWOOOOSSSHHH-!!!
As the rankers on the shorelines witnessed this, they swiftly got back into formation, ready to attack, even as the wind gales blew heavily, threatening to also pull even they themselves, in.
The youths though, just had they had previously been doing, prepared for their joint attacks, took the same exact battle positions and created the same exact towering walls, all in restless, uneasy anticipation.
And then, with a ripple of energy, a resounding boom exploded across the entire expanse of Qilos Republic!
-BOOOOM-!!!
With that, the phenomenon Astaroth had created, came into full view in all its menacing glory.
"T-T-That cannot be real!"
"How are we supposed to stop that!!"
"This is the end! We’re doomed!!"
"This is beyond us! We need reinforcements!"
"Someone! Anyone!! Send for reinforcements from the Frontlines!!!"
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As a multitude of rankers screamed in fear, the resolve most of them had, quickly crumbled due to the sight before them.
Towering above the entirety of Qilos Republic, was a gigantic titan of a golem , one which was made of all of the things it had sucked into the tornado in such grotesque fashion.
It had the visage of a human-like appearance and yet, it was nothing remotely close to being human.
In addition to that, multiple mini-versions of the same grotesque creatures, emanated from the crystalline, sandy shores of the shorelines, populating its expanse and looking every bit as menacing as their creator.
"(This, is the end.)" the gigantic golem, let out a few words, the disquieting voice, reverberating and echoing in eerie audibility, enough that even those in the Frontlines, heard it perfectly.
Despite not understanding what exactly those words meant, the fact that the golem could speak, further added to the immense wave of fear that had gripped the rankers, killing off whatever resolve they had been trying to gather.
Even the youths, all of whom were tired beyond measure and were solely pushing on through sheer willpower, felt that willpower plummet to the ground in an instant.
And yet, as the spirits of the rankers waned and crumbled, the gigantic golem before them planning to wipe out every last human on the shorelines to break through their defenses, a singular figure, landed right before the titanic golem!
-THUD-!
Standing atop a tall building, one that made her presence know as she angled her gaze upwards to stare at the creature right in its dark, hollow eyes, the rankers of Arcanora, heard a bellow!
"If we leave here, the human race meets its end!!!" Hela’s authoritative voice boomed across the entire expanse of the expansive shorelines.
"So, hold the line!!"
"Steel your resolves!!"
"Temper your spirits!!!"
"We fight for Arcanora, till the very end!!!" she raised her longsword into the air and instantly, casted an inward spell in simultaneous fashion!
’[Summoning Series: Towering Amazonian]-!’
Instantly, a corporeal version of Hela herself, grew to the size of a giant whilst crushing the building beneath her, perfectly in line with the same titanic size as the ominous-looking golem that Astaroth had created.
-RUMBLE-!
Sizing the translucent-looking woman, one that was walking towards his Golem with purpose, Astaroth, whom was located in the head of his creation, controlled his Golem to take a simultaneous step forward!
-RUMBLE-!
Seeing the sight before them, realizing that they very much still had a fighting chance, the rankers, forcefully regained their spirits and found their resolve while letting out battle cries!
"For Arcanora!"
"Charge!!"
Simultaneously, as if in line with that, Hela’s Amazonian, increased her pace and broke into a run, and so did Astaroth’s Golem.
-RUMBLE-!
-RUMBLE-!!
-RUMBLE-!!!
Within a few seconds of their earth quaking run towards each other, both clashed, their gigantic fists colliding with a resounding boom!
-BOOOOOOMMM-!!!
* * *
Glancing over to the sight from afar even as he was on the Frontlines, Arthur smiled a bit and refocused his attention onto the waves of enemies populating his field of view whilst muttering;
"That’s my girl."
No sooner had he done that though, he instantly casted a spell that rendered all of enemies to ashes in an instant!
"[Azure Series: Hellscape]."
It was only a heatwave.
A simple heatwave.
And yet, about a hundred demons whom were unlucky to be within range, felt their entire beings dissipate to ashes.
Instantly, Arthur refocused his attention onto another portion of the Frontlines that was heated and dashed to said area of the battlefield whilst using the second form of his weapon art;
"[Sunburst Art: Esoteric Flashblaze]."
As Arthur transformed into the familiar golden dragon, its gaping maw ready to tear apart every enemy in its path, Xavier, having ensured the humans could handle themselves for the meantime, instantly blinked out of existence.
* * *
(A few minutes earlier…)
Watching the giant crater that had formed on the moon’s surface through the satellite feed, Novier, instead, had his concentration on something else.
His eyes which were laser focused on the feed, soon spotted what he was looking for once the floating debris had cleared out a bit.
Encasing her and her sisters with her massive wings, scorched from the impact of Beelzebub’s [Cataclysm] even from far away, Novier watched as Ashildr and Morrigan, both of whom seemed to be writhing in pain, struggled to maintain normalcy.
Using such heavy spells in quick successions had definitely taken its toll on the two Valkyries, especially Morrigan whom had thrown out her fear of losing all of her memories to completely decimate Beelzebub.
Considering all four sisters had always been forced to hold back mentally, even when they thought they were going at full-throttle, the inherent fear of losing everything they knew, an incident which came in the form of the searing pain to their brains if they overdid it, was always at the back of their minds.
Even though they were certain they could inflict some serious damage on The Demon King, that mental block of theirs was still holding them back and they knew it.
Morrigan however, in a fit of rage, one that she hadn’t felt in the longest time, the last time being when Talos was destroyed, completely threw the mental block out the window and went on a full-on destructive, revenge spree.
Seeing her sisters’ lifeless bodies, struggling to hold on for dear life, had been the trigger for her.
But now, she was bearing the full-brunt of overdoing it and as Novier watched her struggle to not let out a single scream, he knew what he needed to do.
Swiftly, he sent an SOS signal through a mental link he had with Xavier, praying for him to arrive in time.
However, without even wasting a single moment, he quickly commanded the other scientists in the room to prep the Railgun for another shot.
-WHIRRR…
At the exact same time as this was happening, Beelzebub, completely unfazed, even after creating such a massive scar on the surface of the natural satellite, locked his gaze upon the four Valkyries huddled up a meters away from him.
Without even wasting a single moment, he instantly reappeared before them, ready to snap their necks and absorb their souls to further bolster his strength.
However, just before he could, someone sliced off his arms.
-Kach-!!
"{Moonveil Art – First Form: Severance}."
-Thud-!
-Thud-!
Watching his arms drop to the ground with a strong thud, that particular weapon art, familiar to him, Beelzebub’s pitch-black eyes, landed on Xavier’s cold-blue gaze.
And then, as if the moon itself was just nothing more than a battleground, a singular line, stretched across the entire expanse of the natural satellite, creating a deep, long, gigantic crater.
-SCHWING-!!
Added to that, without even a single warning, the Railgun which had been angled towards the moon, was instantly fired without mercy.
