Great Strike Exia - chapter 25 - 1

Chapter <ⅩⅩⅤ>

Part 1

The City was ablaze.

Sirens howling.

Citizens of capital Tron filed out of the streets in terror, fleeing under the guidance of the police while the firefighters contained the raging flames from engulfing the streets and buildings with little to no avail.

Something was burning the city deep from the inside.

Towering walls of light, like still luminescent veils twice the altitude of the highest of towers flaring in many colors, circling capital Tron in a holy yet ominous glow.

Navy soldiers of the Xin-an fleet watched over their decks, stupefied with riveted gazes of amazement as that of horror.

But none of the arched walls of thin luminance could outshine that one pure sphere of sheer excellence floating atop the Freedom and Justice Memorial Tower apex, dawning shafts of pale light like an everlasting Beacon of deliverance.

King Murong Fu of Xin-an had never seen anything like this before and all he could relate from his imagination to what beheld his eyes were the sacred descriptions of blessed Herunia, bathing among many colors, swirling as the All Mother Yuidis give birth to one more Miracle upon resplendent Light Hearts.

" … what in the name of Holy Yuidis…"

Once stoic King Murong now stood before his awestruck men and fleet, succumbing to the modern display of revelating powers beyond conventional knowledge.

" That, in her grace Yuidis the All mother's holy words, is Blessed Herunia, my King."

Murong Fu spun around, meeting eyes with the flaming pupils of his old mentor, a monk in a deep orange toga hanging oblique through this religious elder's broad chest. Large bulky hands clasping in prayer as the aged monk whispered humbly the ancient scriptures under his breath.

Monk Joe Mazha had served the Murong house as prince mentor and chamberlain for decades like his predecessors before him and followers after, but never would he imagine being the one among generations of Xin-an Monkhood to bear witness to the blossoming of the sacred realm of Herunia.

Old Joe was merely here as a mentor and strategist substituting late Bau Butong's duties after strategist Bau's glorious sacrifice to end the war of Liao Coast in chapter 6.

And it was the same Parusefor knights that had assisted in the Liao coast battle that had called for Murong's aid hours before to save Kingdeniom afront the Illuminatus treachery, to stand by the people's side for a cause much larger than politics and self-profit.

Joe Mazha was the one that assured King Murong to set off and aid the Parusefors in Tron, thinking that aiding the ancient tribes would benefit the alliance with the Parusefors and stabilize Fu's reign overall.

Never would old Joe Mazha expect to see heaven open its gates on top of Tron.

" Something's amiss." Murong Fu consulted his mentor and chamberlain, still in shock at what he saw.

" Sven said it is the Illuminatus League raging war under the disguise of Tron legitimacy. He mentioned nothing about Great Runes drawing over the burning capital and Herunia opening in the sky !"

" It would need three generations of benevolence to catch a glimpse of the holy light of Herunia, my lord."

Joe Mazha was on his knees now, lowering his upper torso down to a kowtow before the blazing capital.

" We are blessed, as we are accountable to the duties we as humble Light hearted children must partake."

" Which is ?"

" To safeguard our roots of Light from sacrilegious felons, my king. The Illuminatus League has passed the threshold none of us should tread, and profaned our beliefs. They must be stopped."

Murong Fu understood and motioned to his generals Deng Bai Tsuan the black dog and Chuan Guan Ching the cocky new strategist.

" To Tron, I say! Lead the men, secure the capital, and bring down this League !"

As the Xin-an troops alighted their fleet, they realized they were not the only allies of the capital.

Flags of Isandor swirled atop the armies led by Hector Zefield the Iron bull among men that escorted the Tron residents out of the blazing city to the safe suburbs.

Gasolia of the Gaso fiefdom was also there, making straight paths for the Tron people to leave the city as they marched onward towards the searing Freedom and Justice Memorial tower in the center of all the unexplainable mystic phenomena.

Old Joe Mazha nodded with a smile and kowtowed some more in gratitude

" May your exalted light guide us, All Mother. May your light guide us."

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...….

Kingdeniom.

Oh, great Kingdeniom.

Standing before the beacon of light that was once the Freedom and Justice Memorial Tower, now a protruding gateway to the ancient miracles, Asuka Line Zeta lord Hikaru bathed under the warm lights of many colors, arms spread wide accepting each and every glow from above.

He wished his people could understand the joy he now felt, one of departing with the old ways, the brutal savage nature, and embracing the new age. A New evolutionary system of Peace, For Peace, By Peace.

His father Lasvet has cast a shadow over Tron for too long.

Now is the time for new light to dawn on this country with utmost grace.

Some may call him a gambler, a zealot believer of the Illuminatus League's unceremonious ways of undermining the natural orders of the world even.

Asuka accepted these names, for he was sure after his deed was done, they will be calling him by another name.

Savior.

Asuka Hikaru motioned for Yukari his stewardess to bring his Prime armor of bronze ornate with an ultramarine cloak at the back to him, along with his weaponry. Silently hiding her reluctance, Yukari still helped Asuka don his ruling bright robes and armor.

" I will ride with you."

Asuka Line Zeta Lord spoke grandly to Yukari and his Tron legions all.

" And show you my vision. Follow me, To Kingdeniom Anew !!!!"

" TO KINGDENIOM ANEW !!!!!"

his Tron men answered, marching with their Prime minister, raising the barricade over the memorial tower higher and thicker three-fold, mustering the Tron forces all to secure the League's final step to greatness.

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...….

As his legions tended the wounded civilians, Hector Zefield rushed off with his trained knights on motor horseback, mecha horses if you will, down the Tron boulevards in a frenzied rush, aching to see his daughter Nina safe among the flames of chaos.

Hector saw his daughter right after making a turn to the main road. Among the wreak, Nina staggered up the ashen rubble with firm arms supporting her to her feet.

Firm arms of a dude that stood close to Nina's side.

Rather too close to Hector Zefield's liking.

Lord Zefield flew off his mecha ride and stomped his way forth loudly.

" Ninaaaaa !!"

Hector Zefield hollered, his voice echoing over Tron.

" Father ?!?!"

Nina Zefield was both elated and worried to see her old man appearing on the raging battlefield.

Griffon, standing next to Nina, quickly let go of his hands off Nina and stood a step further away sheepishly.

" Father, it's…not safe here. The Archdemon has unleashed its power over the Exia Runes across the city! And the Tron armies…"

The flags of Tron neared from all sides. Under the command of the new Prime Minister Asuka Line Zeta to snuff out the revolting rebels that sought to interfere with the country's so-called "evolution".

" It will all be taken care of, Nina."

Old Hector Zefield held his daughter close calmly, patting her on the head, and ruffled the ash and dust off Nina's long dark hair proudly.

" House Zefield has never been more proud. Here, have a rice ball."

As Nina gobbled the rice ball whole, the armies of Isandor had arrived and circled the boulevards in an offensive array around their lord Hector Zefield, facing the Memorial Tower with their arsenals raised.

" Can you still fight ?"

Zefield grunted to the silent Griffon, who nodded back quickly.

" Good." Hector Zefield then drew out his huge Ootachi, resting this oversized katana on his shoulder, a mighty weapon with a handle as huge as a log and its blade as wide as a chainsaw stretching out the length of half a bus.

" Fight with me."

Zefield bade before charging with his cavalry of iron horses, alongside the Griffon and Nina against the Tron arrays.

Horns of the south blew as Zefield and his men advanced, heralding the joining armies of Xin-an and Gaso that swarmed alongside them, clashing against the Tron defense and pressing hard toward the Memorial tower square.

In that very instant, Monk Joe Mazha saw, that all men are brothers. Fighting the same enemy, for one home, Kingdeniom, and it was good.

But not good enough, for underneath the crumbled skyscrapers, bursting out with flame and demonry, shacking the lands and men in its wake, The Archdemon Ark'arios rose once more from the destruction it has caused.

Huge and herculean the Demon Lord has become, under the radioactive influences of the Great Strike Exia Rune that blazed over Tron soil. The first steps of the Illuminatus League's plans were complete, using the Exian powers they extracted from the Rune bearers into the Memorial Tower and projecting the Great Rune over the city, blanketing the field with Exian energy for the Ark'arios to break all limits, including the gates of blessed Herunia.

With its one mammoth clawed fist, the Ark'arios smashed a fraction of the Great Strike Exia Rune embedded in the shattered cement pavement and sunk its sharp fingers deep into the steaming multicolored substance, scooping it up beastly and devouring the Exia Rune shards like a rabid bear savoring wild honey.

One scoop after another, from eating from its hands into crouching head first and gnawing at the thick wide Runes blazing before it, swallowing whole chunks of energy until the Demon Lord was no longer an enlarged humanoid, but a towering winged dragon being, doubling a pair of even larger wings spewing demonic black lava as they flapped tornadoes at the heroes' alliance.

Its legs tripled in thickness like cabins of stone and its arms bulged and magnified, combusting in black flame with a faint hint of the many colors it ate from the Strike Exia Rune. A long tail protruded at the back, spikes of deadly venom growing longer and longer as it swiped left and right, plunging any last remaining building into rubble.

The devilish snout prolonged into a close resemblance to a wolf combined with a gruesome alligator, with endless rows of sharp long fangs running down to the rear end of its jaws. Red eyes tripling in pairs flaring with many colors all at once, seven pupils each of one color of the seven Great Exia Runes dazzled within each eye of that giant dark form of utmost demonry that crawled forth at the stupefied armies of Xin-an, Gaso, and all, shaking earth and sky with each step smashing its way forth.

The truest form of the Archdemon, the vilest existence ever known to light-hearted kind, risen once more to cause tragedy and devour light from innocent souls. Hauling vehicles and trampling over Xin-an ballistas, facing any faction that dared come across its fury path returning them with brute force like avalanches of demonry and wrath. Speed flashing like lightning zigzagging its large sharp frame into a blur; strength bludgeoning with rancor upon all, one-shotting any that strayed a foot too close to its two-meter radius.

Not even Tenmei Akiro our man could withstand the Ultimate Form of the Archdemon Overlord one more turn had a voice not called that halted the Ark'arios' murderous scourge.

" ARK'ARIOS !!!!!"

A brave shout stunned the Demon overlord at its crushing path.

The Ark'arios spun around.

" You will hurt no one…Under my watch tonight !!"

At first, the military units saw that it was a small tiny high school girl that dared shout at the Ending beast, but under closer speculation, they saw it was a girl in illuminating turquoise armor, glowing like a deity with her blue curled hair slowly floating in mid-air as if the atmosphere around this young sacred girl was different from all the other parts of burning Tron.

The army men stared at the blue-green light around Miula Haru that glowed out within her, comforting their light souls greatly in this trying moment of grand showdown.

Tenmei Akiro knew it wasn't just Haru that had cried out to the berserk Ark'arios.

But also the Seed, Sora.

Slow but steady, Tenmei rose back to his feet, and stood next to Haru, letting his Blue Exia Rune Sword and shield blaze in his hand alongside the soothing Light emanating from Haru.

" They…betrayed you…SORA! !"

The Ark'arios roared in fury, in sorrow.

" All of them, descendants of Nero that hunt you down by the orders of Skylord !!!!

And the offspring of Keiken and his followers…!! They never cared about you…about Us !!!

They pushed you down that cliff !!! To Seal you away out of fear and Hatred !!!!!!

Now you stand by their side ?!?!?! Nursing their spawn ?!?!?!?!"

It was, all written in the ancient lore, Joe Mazha remembered, as the Monk gasped in revelation among the terrified folk.

The Skylord, ruling the earth from his skies of tyranny, sent the Starchilds, the first twelve Parusefor ancients to hunt down the Sky Princess that snatched away his ultimate weapon of rule, fleeing to the lands and eventually falling in love with one of her twelve assailants.

Rio was the one that defected the Parusefor Ancients, helping the Sky Princess Sora in her escape, but both were tragically separated at the very end.

Betrayed by the treacheries of Kai, the first Keiken, that led to Sora Sky Princess' fall into Herunia, becoming forever a prisoner of the Eternal Engine. Rio, in his fit of rage, knowing his beloved had been taken cast away the Starchild ways and forged himself with Demon Blood, thus becoming a Demon of his own, The Ark'arios.

Legends and holy scriptures sang of the Ark'arios' descent, but never its demise, for none had ever successfully slain the Archdemon Lord, only weakening it under holy seals that were shattered by the Illuminatus League to usher their plans to tear Herunia apart.

Now this vengeful Demon has reached its ultimate form, ready to claim the lives of the descendants of those that have wronged his loved one.

Instead of anger, The Seed Sora gently answered through Haru with grave earnestness to her lost angered beloved with words of truth.

" They did not push me down, Rio."

Sora inhaled deeply before she finally replied.

" I made that jump into Blessed Herunia. For I am the ultimate weapon of my Father."

The Full grown Archdemon, as frightening as it seemed, couldn't hide its shock from its devilish demeanor.

" What...YOU…?!?!"

His vengeance was wrongly placed. His age-long hatred towards all life and lifeless, was invalid through that one truth.

Never having the chance to clarify herself to her love, Sora had decided to imprison herself eons ago, to keep the Skylord's weapon away from reach, hiding it deep in Herunia's safe blessing. Until now.

" My father…The Skylord's ultimate weapon is his knowledge, his memories of the Old Earth that were all kept in me. His all-knowing understanding of the ancient wisdom before the Fall is too harmful than the good it would ever bring. I have to protect the light children from it, from themselves, from Me. I can't let the minority destroy the path of the whole!"

" They All deserve Destruction !!"

With a heave that bludgeoned down like a moon crashing down onto earth's surface, The Ark'arios Ultima's fist landed down on solid cement, sending rubble flying in all directions.

Tenmei broadened his Exia Rune shield and blocked the soaring minerals away from Haru and the Seed.

Even Hassan Hellsing, Sven, Riella, and the Parusefor knights all gathered in a fortified circle array, surrounding Haru at their center.

Roaring with might that could shack the heavens and sorrow like waves that could flood continents, Ark'arios won't stop questioning in agony.

" There is Nothing between You and them petty spawns! There is no duty in this! Why are you siding with them ?! These Insignificant Kind ?!!"

" They Are Not Insignificant !!"

With a clearance like a silent echo that spread across the battered scene, Sora voiced with a power that calmed the frenzied waves and a purity that seemed to have cleansed the ash-filled atmosphere.

" I have watched from the beacons of Herunia, stories, lives of Light-Hearted children for years, decades, centuries.

They have strived, conquered, lost, and failed. Eons throughout, they accomplished many, and lost more. But never have they stopped trying.

" I see with my own eyes the smile of a young mother giving birth to her first child, a first step so critical in the cycle of nature that seemed all too common by now, never ceases to amaze me of their courage to face and overcome fears and hardships they never thought they could. Achieving Miracles through their own power.

I see the joy in their smiles when they learn more of nature's gifts, crafting with bear hands their homes. From caves with fur quilts to towering skyscrapers, even Islands in the sky, they built through perseverance. Even though they have failed countless times, they still try and try, and try.

" But I also see war, death, and conflict. Cruel attempts to swart their enemies, forgetting that they were given Light by the same mother. Only when suffering from failing to subdue their primal beasts, did they learn through their faults and try to be better.

I see in their lives, their struggles, their joy, their hate, their love,

I see us.

We are them, and they us.

We share a bond, from our past that inspires them to go beyond, we too can learn from their resolve.

When even the impossible can be achieved through their sheer will and brave little light hearts, surely, Surely We, as their guardians, their ancients with greater power, must strive more for what we hold accountable."

Sora circled around the people, the light-hearted children around, looking at them all with great pride, while they listened to her, like a song singing of their past endeavors and admirable deeds.

Her voice reached deep into all their shining hearts, unifying them albeit their differing factions, birth, and beliefs, with the rhythmic soothing cadence of her words connecting their light, resonating their glowing frequencies into one sea of sparkling light hearts, standing before the unstoppable Archdemon of dark.

They too, the people believed they are one, with Herunia, and all that were born from within.

" In their eyes, I see the determination to protect this home they built by hand, to protect those they dear in heart.

I see the glow of Hope, the very color of Herunia residing in all of them.

And though this duty to help them may be but self-decided, I am obliged with great pride to be by their side to protect our home, our Reality, and prove once more, our worth through the Epic Stories we live out with our limited Light Hearts !"

Haru knew the Seed entering her prior diminishing life had a reason. Showing her through this short but marvelous journey with the people she met, the new encounters, adventures, and events that had happened all across Kingdeniom, to prove to her that life has meaning, and is worth striving for.

Tenmei Akiro too was pretty moved, by the notion that all their struggles for a better world and tomorrow are never in vain.

Reminding Tenmei of his stepfather Tenmei Tarou, who has passed down his legacy, his Epic down to him in the form of the Blue Exia Rune.

It need not an expert on Archdemons to see that Ark'arios has faltered, and given in to the words spoken by his brave beloved.

With one fist half raised at first, now slammed back down to the rubbled ground, crouching in conversing calm silence before Sora.

" I would never hurt you."

The Ark'arios grunted in a deep discontent snarl.

" But they will. Guarding this Herunia which they never will cease to crack open shall result indefinitely your peril. Still, you would not leave them be? Just watch as they seal their own fates ?"

" They will definitely crack the codes of Herunia someday." Sora agreed with a solemn smile.

" But this is not how it is meant to be. Not through upheaval, not through destruction, and risking the whole continuity of this Reality Plane. The ways of today will endanger not only their future but ours as a whole. This, I cannot stand by and watch."

" Does that mean…Herunia might break if this goes on ?"

Tenmei Akiro, our man asked shyly with a raised hand, out of all the silent folk around.

" No…"

Sora's expression turned extremely dark at that one curious question.

" …Herunia will break this Reality first, to save itself."

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His exploits have just exceeded even Kaburagi Shisei himself's expectations.

The pale hole, glistening over its rim with faint colors of all existing hues, is the gateway to the one thing that powers the League's magnanimous motivations.

Enlightenment.

Light-hearted children, had finally found their way to forge their own miracles.

Leaving Mio behind on the chained crucifix for the first time this night, Kaburagi Shisei, Grand disciple and Spokesman of the Illuminatus League stepped forth to the swirling orifice of sheer light.

Toshiumi Al Seraphim, Lord of all that is Golden, crouching after the initial blow of the opening of Herunia, rose slowly to seize his chance in saving Mio his wife.

Varche Scrirroco, King of Tereminas and Lord of the Red Exian Rune, rose with his bro and saw that Herunia of the miracles is right before his eyes. The way to save Milina, and resurrect his love is within arm's reach!

Before Kaburagi Shisei could set his hands on the swirling ball of Light, the side of his eye caught glimpse of a red cyclone bursting from the side.

Varche spinning like a top, both arms clad with laser red Pata sabers, like a bloody hurricane clashing against the League Disciple, who parried a thousand blows with his Gyouma force, like a stone cliff unrelenting towards the ruthless tempest.

But Shisei's firm stance was broken by a savage force that yanked his ankle forward, teetering his balance and the Kaburagi fiend toppled, forcing his balance back by flying up to the night sky, seeing that an orange energy lasso was coiled around his ankle.

Nison Char, the Hardened, the repented, the Renounced vagabond, and League puncher, like a fisherman catching a big sturgeon, pulled his conjured orange Energy lasso back with all his vagabond might, swinging the League Spokesman out of his guard down towards the ground. But the Grand Disciple, master of the Gyouma force is not to be trifled with.

Inhaling so deep, like swallowing all the black of the night, Kaburagi Shisei Starslayer mustered his Gyouma wrath, and emitted them like a hydrogen bomb, blowing the Memorial Tower apex clean with incinerating heat, shuddering the whole obelisk as Nison and Varche were slapped to the far edges of the attic.

Kaburagi Shisei landed before the bright opening of Herunia victoriously.

" You are all unworthy."

The League spokesman chuckled maniacally, speaking for the League and himself.

" The Secrets of Herunia, belongs only to the enlightened, to the Illuminatus League !!!"

Before Toshiumi himself was able to join the fight against this insane Illuminatus Master, a sizzling sound rattled from within his earpiece. Then came the startled voice of Kingseeker Rang his military strategist.

" My King….! Grave tidings…..!!"

the muffled voice of Rang spoke urgently from the other side.

" I know. The Great Strike Exia Rune was planted under Tron. The League has been waiting for us Exain Lords to come and power it up."

Toshiumi Al Seraphim awesomely sighed at his own misjudgment in letting the Illuminatus League gather an ample amount of Exia power through his arrival.

But his determination to save Mio his beloved stays the same.

" But I am not retreating, without bringing Mio with me !"

" King…the Great Exia Rune is not of urgency compared to…."

The communication line was unstable, and Rang's voice was quickening by the second.

" …That portal…something of high energy density….is coming out of that hole….!!!!"

Looking forth, Toshiumi could see the hole of light before Kaburagi's Shisei's presence,

slightly bulge out.

A reaching transparent blob containing the cosmos slowly snaked out of the light, as another one protruded faster than the first.

Like two thick fingers yanking the white portal wider with a skyrocketing force that tore the pale portal in the air into a large cracking fissure with immense force.

As Kaburagi Shisei stepped two steps away from the cracked portal,

more and more transparent thick tentacles started slithering out sentiently, more and more with a blink of an eye the portal was now filled with nothing but gliding long alien appendages, striking violently as if breaking out of its womb for air.

Even Kaburagi Shisei sensed an impending danger that he could not immediately contain and rushed to secure Mio, only to see that the iron crucifix stood alone, the chains on the sides shattered to burning pieces.

The League spokesman turned around, to see he was alone. Alone with this outlandish tentacled creature of sheer light and stars, bursting its way out to the open with carnal thirst and raw berserk hunger, slamming its thickening snake-like protrusions furiously with extreme evergrowing propulsions.

The portal of light, cracking like thin glass, its shattering echoed throughout nighttime Tron,

Like the bells of doom counting down at all their wakes.

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Sora's eyes widened in panic.

Haru too felt the Seed's fear but wasn't sure what caused such trepidation to the emissary of Herunia.

Then, it started to descend.

" What the….." gasping at the sight, fingers pointing above in the Freedom and Justice Memorial Tower's direction.

There, at the top of the tower, underneath the long enlarging cleft breaking upon the skies,

The one humongous cosmic entity of Stardust and Light Runes,

floated down in graceful excellence, descending under shafts of divine Light, dazzling the night into day with its mere presence.

A round dome-shaped bell, the size of four football fields combined, made of pure glass-like substance crowned the top and mostly half of its body, galaxies swimming underneath the clear shell alongside golden Runes that formed and dissolved and written again on its own sentience upon the glass-like umbrella harboring the surpassing being.

Long thin extensions spread underneath the crown, where a ring of sheer stardust and esoteric Runes wrought by energies of Light and Power circled the middle portion of the beast, where the tentacles swayed gently downward to the surface, groping slowly and benignly at its protruding cement surroundings, curling its thicker tentacles onto skyscrapers while its thinner, more numerous tendrils slithered and snaked about, as if searching, craving for something it could not see as the whole being lowered down towards the earth.

The first thing that came to Haru's mind, was short footage of a jellyfish she saw on television when she was young, swimming lazily under the sea, mindlessly floating along the waves and currents.

Much like this Large Creature of Light, floating its way down with crawling tentacles.

As all of Tron stood in silence, watching this beautiful deity move in grace and sublime,

The entity then started to howl.

Its screech pierced the heavens like a thousand sharp needles proliferating nonstop, shooting into their ears from the cleft of light above.

But it was not the audible excruciating shriek that dimmed all powerless, but what that cannot be heard. A sound that emitted alongside the high-pitched cry that is unable to block nor hide.

A low moan, so low, so obscure, hiding under the shoutings indiscernible but surely there, rumbling not just their eardrums, but the waves' frequencies of their light hearts.

Resonating with the hearts, sending ripples across their veins to their vital organs, halting the pulsating rhythm and overriding it with nonstop tremor, vibrating unremittingly with every cell in their body, each sinew of their muscles.

Breaking them Light children from the inside.

Tenmei Akiro felt his turn light as a feather as his senses descend, slamming onto solid ground that felt no pain whatsoever. His nerves were rattling, numb, and his vision blurred.

Everyone around him was feeling the same dread limbo. A confusing demise without knowing what happened to them before the world darkened.

Suddenly, violent jolts pulled Tenmei back to reality as his world swam back to burning Tron, sitting on the warm cement, dizzy and nauseous.

His hand was wet with viscous bright liquid and realized it was the blood from his nose, running like a stream down to his trousers.

The sight of that small pool of his own blood scared Tenmei back to his senses.

Haru's silhouette appeared before his eyes. The blue curls dangled above as her deep ultramarine eyes stared down at Tenmei like he just died before her eyes.

" What just happened…?!?!" Tenmei Stammered in terror, looking around at all his comrades now sick to the core, streams of thin blood flowing out their facial orifices.

Griffon was vomiting nearby as Nina helped him stand.

Sven like most of the Parusefor knights supported themselves upon their weapons which were stabbed to the ground, like overcoming a hangover that hit like a truck.

The Alien emissary of Herunia however had stopped its deadly moan, hovering above the skyline as it healed one of its severed thick tentacles, growing back to its full length.

Apparently, someone, or something, had stopped the Herunis Jellyfish from screaming by ripping one of its tentacles off.

Who might that be…Tenmei wondered if there is a way to actually stop this Ultimate Divine Weapon.

" What was that…? That sound…?" Nina asked painfully as Griffon went on vomiting by her shoulder.

" …It's…a wave attack…" Varis stammered, her armored frame bent in great agony with both arms groping her insides painfully. As invincible as her homunculus body may be, the attack still broke her insides tremendously nonetheless.

" …Resonating…with our core…like exploding from…inside…"

" Infrasound."

Sora's voice was grim, her eyes fixed on the now-healed Jellyfish-like deity floating above.

" Many dangerous secrets were hidden within Herunia's layers. Some of them are equipped as weaponry to defend Herunia from those that try to defile its sacred ground."

" Damn…" Luka spat a mouthful of light blood to a side.

" Speaking of security…." standing up straight with much effort, Luka tried hard to stay strong. But Tenmei could see her legs trembling in fear and pain.

Haru looked at all the terribly wounded soldiers and friends around her, shocked and pained by the sight, but not as surprised by the fact that she was not affected at all by the unseen damage.

" You have my protection." Sora the Seed whispered to Haru gently

" But even so, We must stop it."

" What is IT ???"

Haru begged for a solid answer. Everyone was begging the same.

" No matter What it is…Kill It I Shall !!!"

" Rio, No…You must not !"

Sora the Seed gasped in horror.

Lo, all their eyes turned to the one towering being of Demon Lord, standing tall before them light-hearted kind, its muscular double-winged back facing them as a huge long transparent cosmic blob the Archdemon grabbed tightly with all ten claws sinking deep into the jelly-like substance in its bulky hands.

No doubt, the thing Ark'arios clenched hard was a tentacle of some kind that doesn't belong to this plane of reality.

Clear skinless form, twice the length of the Ark'arios and thicker than a bus, like water snaking slowly with sentience, harboring purplish stardusts and twinkling of the planets within that thick appendage, glowing from within and from the golden never-before-seen Runes engraved and floating upon the transparent tentacle.

And from one end, where the cosmic tentacle broke from its full body, a large orifice leaked shimmering goo of stardust over the ground, oozing onto the cracked roads a pool of pure light.

All eyes were riveted onto the alien tentacle, not yet realizing the owner of the severed limb was snaking down closer from above.

" By Jove, here it comes again !!" Griffon vomited once more at the sight as they all pulled out their weapons.

Guns were pointed at the Huge Jellyfish of Light, cannons below and above hoisted on tanks and aircraft alike, all aimed at the sacred creature's dome-shaped head.

Quick like lightning, Sora flew up to face the aggressive armies behind Haru and shouted as loud and in haste as she could.

" Stop thy weapons! Cease your fire! Do not try to fight it !"

" What are you talking about ?!" Luka couldn't believe her ears, raising a bazooka herself alongside her zombie doll arms that were armed to the teeth.

" That Jellyfish nearly just blew our brains out! And now you want us to stand by and watch it rape us all ?!"

" That's not what I meant…!"

Sora tried to explain but the arsenals were set and the cannon turrets were loaded with beam canisters.

Though Sora's words heed no audience, Haru surely felt the Seed's fear, and through the mental realm and the astral connections between the two girls, Haru caught a vague glimpse of the alarming vision Sora had witnessed what this Herunis Deity can achieve eons ago.

And it was an unpleasant sight to behold, yet the way to resolve this sacred creature's wrath is right there all along.

As the arms raised in unison, the Hydrozoan Deity of Light sensed their animosity and slightly floated upwards with a small push of its thick tentacles, making a move none could anticipate the next.

And before any could predict the coming, all forces resorted to arms and projectile weaponry, gathering the sprouting rockets in the sky all plunging onto one direct globular target in the middle of Tron, raining havoc upon the creature of Light.

Foams of flame erupted before the black clouds surfaced. Like lush red blossoming affirmations over the urban skyline, spreading out from which the Jellyfish abomination hovered above, sending searing shockwaves across the building sides that shattered the glass outworks and blew the heavy rubbles aside as the invisible knockback swiped across the city square, pushing the resistance back numerous feet away.

After a long minute of foreboding suspense,

did all see the bright yellowish globe of light shimmer once more under the dispersing rust, unscathed at the moment of its descent.

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The lands of Vilencia had fortified the North for decades. Through negotiating with the other warlords and Tron forces, King Phaldemon Filediak had learned in his years of ruling, the way of differentiating friend and enemy.

But what just appeared out of the sky and showered agony into their hearts and ears need not his years of expertise for Phaldemon Filediak to confirm that this Monster from the beyond is a downright enemy of Light-hearted Kind.

And a formidable one in that regard.

To his airship fleets hovering above Tron skies, Phaldemon King turned to his men furiously and roared the command once more.

" FIRE !!!!!!!"

Cannons erupted from rows and rows of flying battleships as energy balls and sharp armor-piercing projectiles shot out full speed out of the iron turrets, sailing in downward arches and all colliding into the one target, The Deity of Light.

Strategist Rang stood right behind Phaldemon King, focused on the monitor screen that showed all gunfire shells have landed on the designated target. The Vilencian men cheered as they reloaded the second round of offense.

Yet, the energy readings on Rang's tabloid suggested otherwise.

" Lord Phaldemon, turn on the energy shields !!!" Rang cried urgently.

" It's about to fight back !!"

" How ?! Its tentacles won't reach us !!" Phaldemon King inquired in wonder, but still, have his men switch the fleet shields on.

" It's energy feedback, Lord Phaldemon," Rang explained through his tabloid readings to all

" It is absorbing the impact, and shooting back at us !!"

As soon had Rang finished, the Vilencian Herald on deck shouted immediately in distress.

" Enemy beams incoming !!!!!!"

The cabin shuddered, rocking violently left to ride as King Phaldemon and his men tumbled onto their buttocks while the roaring of the beams echoed among the ship's cabin, hitting straight at the fleets that had just attacked, penetrating the shields with beams of light and purplish cosmic tornadoes, blasting airships left and right into fireballs that sank down, crashing into the abandoned suburbs below.

Phaldemon prayed for his own life.

" King !!" Andrew Alesdale hurried to his monarch's rescue.

" Look !!! The Awesome has returned !!"

Well said, Rang sighed in relief, as the dastardly beam of the Herunis deity aiming at Phaldemon's flagship curved upwards to the sky as if colliding with an unbreakable bastion that is Toshimi Al Seraphim, Lord of the Golden Exia, King of Gold, Brave of Zabanya and Savior of Zilandia, parrying the cosmic laser beam with his blade drawing out at the opportune moment, changing fate's course and saving the Lords of the North once again.

Terminas Tech shields also flew down to aid the fleets of Vilencia, pushing the airship away from harm as Varche Scrirocco King of the Red Exia landed majestically next to his sworn brother.

There, in Toshiumi's warm arm as the Golden Lord just performed a perfect parry with one hand, Mio Al Seraphim, ladyship of the Golden Company, woke up from her imprisoned slumber and knew that her beloved husband had achieved one more Awesome feat.

Looking overhead, Mio immediately laid eyes on the chaos and turmoil her brother had caused upon the good world.

" What My brother caused must be stopped. Let me help, Toshiumi."

Seeing that nothing in this world could stop his wife's stubborn resolve to help those in need as much as she could, Toshiumi awesomely agreed.

" Valar Aurelius !!!"

Toshiumi called heroically in ancient Kingdeniom Tongue, rallying his Golden Company of capable men in Mobile Walkers riding Mobile Armored horses with the two powerful words that stood for Brave Golden Legion.

" Realza'et Somaris !!! Rize like the Sun, brothers !!!! TO ME ! ! ! ! ! !"

And Lo!

Toshiumi Al Seraphim drew his blade, his faithful ever-burning katana Kouzuki the sun flame, and shouted to the heavens.

" Toshiumi Al Seraphim, Ba'tou !!!!"

As you should know by now, the meaning of Ba and Tou in the ancient Kingdeniom tongue, stands for the unsheathing of the blade, a call to epic war.

And so did suit all of Toshiumi's golden clansmen, ready to show their valiance.

Roy Mustangoo, The first mate and second of King Toshiumi, master chief of the Golden Company, was next to draw his blade.

" Roy Mustangoo, Ba'tou !!"

The brothers under the Flaring sun followed one after another, shouting their names with honor as they showed their blades to the light.

" Domyoujii, Ba'tou !!"

" Enomoto, Ba'tou !!"

" Hidaka, Ba'tou !!"

" Kamo, Ba'tou !!"

" Oreed, Ba'tou !!"

" Stentor Aramis, Batouuuuu !!!!"

and as chivalrous as the men in golden armor, riding their mobile walkers riding mecha horses.

Her Ladyship Mio Al Seraphim too, drew her blade of dark elegant star steel, calling to all.

" Mio Al Seraphim, Ba'tou !!"

And the Golden Company was ready.

" ...Reeve Lowangleen...Ba Tou…!"

Reeve Lowangleen, hero of Peach Blossom mount and new member of the Golden host, uttered a cry as the horde of Gold swarmed down towards the field.

Having been ensnared by the enemy's mind-controlling corruption and attacked his fellow comrades in Aurora isle three chapters ago, Reeve Lowangleen was more than eager to prove his worth and show some progress to marvel.

But deep down, riding a mobile giant riding a mechanical horse, Reeve knew he was not yet ready to face such a grand scale battle that of high possibility might cost his life. He wasn't ready to die for the Golden Company just yet.

But the rest of the crew, like one prominent ray of gold beaming out of the Sun itself, the Golden Company rode, in their mobile walkers their arms raised, guns firing. Giant golden steeds roamed the skies victoriously against the formidable, fearing no death and wishing to cast regrets aside.

There, All of Tron as witnesses, he hast arrived.

The Dawn Breaker.

The Light Bringer.

Toshiumi Al Seraphim, Brave of Zabanya has joined the fight !!!!!

Soaring down atop the golden calvaries of giant mobile horses, the Golden Company Mobile Walkers with their skillful well-trained warriors all landed their detrimental blows onto the humongous hydrozoan in the forms of Golden harpoons, beams, and any weapon known to light-hearted kind.

The Herunian Deity winced ever so slightly with each of the Golden Company's blows, but was still able to stir back to its initial position, glowing with a different light.

Toshiumi Al Seraphim, through his past experiences of combatting against various foes, ranged from humanoid to legless reptilia, the Awesome soon figured out the complexity of the design of this Boss fight.

" Regroup, Valors of Gold !!!"

Toshiumi quickly gave out the order, his shout echoing above Tron and all.

" Cease fire, and prepare for impact !!!"

Sitting close behind Toshiumi, inside the same cockpit of his Lord husband's trusty golden Mobile Walker Giant, Mio Al Seraphim looked at the wide screens before her curiously and saw the huge elegant hovering sea animal glowing brighter and brighter as if about to explode in a ball of aggressive earth-shattering light explosion.

" This beast has a powerful film that breaks upon nothing in this realm. And it returns us whatever we bring upon its hide."

Toshiumi Al Seraphim, with his conversed yet haste planning, spoke out his thoughts to his concerned wife as he led his Golden Company back to the sky as the Clansmen and their flying mobile walkers joined together, to form a wide phalanx of shimmering Gold.

A blinding glamorous barricade with their shields together raised, blocked the penetrating beams and tentacle smashes that came with full violence, rebounding from their first air strike. The Herunian Deity's counterattack was as fierce as the Golden Company's own, bashing each and every clansman of the Golden Exian Lord with destructive violent blows, bashing and blaring its ancient mystic powers until the golden barricade started to crack.

Mio clinged tight to Toshiumi from behind his driver's seat as the whole cockpit shook vehemently like no tomorrow.

" Hold your ground !!!!" Toshiumi shouted to all his men, boosting his wearied company with his Golden Exia Rune and Charisma.

"Its attacks will last no longer !"

And true to his word, the Herunis Jellyfish stopped its counterattack as soon as Toshiumi finished his cries of morale.

Mio was surprised and relieved the attack was over.

Toshiumi gave a quiet sigh as he checked the damage his troops had taken.

" So it seems…it attacks only when provoked, and returns only the amount of damage it takes."

" Ikanimo, King."

Rang's voice reported back through the microchip attached to Toshiumi's ear in fluent Japanese.

" The strategy must change. This enemy is far more adaptable than any we have faced before."

" I cannot agree with you more." Toshiumi agreed with his military strategist

" Rang, you come up with a plan. While I find a way to penetrate the unpenetrable."

" Will do, your Awesomeness."

Rang hung up and quickly went to work with all the data and battle info gathered he gathered with his wife Agnes.

Standing behind the strategist couple, staying behind in the Vilencian flagship's council room, stood Varche Scrirocco King. He was quiet, rather too quiet for a king of chivalry and pump such as he, especially in this grave hour of war against an advent beast of the Light Realm.

It was, to no surprise, that Varche has his own plans in mind concerning the gateway to Herunia above, and decided not to share.

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Coughing his fill of blood and vomit, Asuka Line Zeta crawled back up to his feet from his iron steed, staggering with one arm supporting his whole body upon the handle of his military bike.

Is this the powers of Herunia?

Intoxicating, at the same time, breathtaking. Asuka had once doubted the League long ago but now all that was washed away as he regained his senses from the dizzying trance the beast of Herunia brought upon Tron.

The Illuminatus League has indeed achieved a miracle. What comes out of the bright aperture, that entrance to Herunia in the sky must be nothing aside from Blessings. This is what the League meant, what the ancient scriptures hinted all along! Only by abandoning one's old self and mindset can one achieve enlightenment!

This city of Tron is built upon the foundations of old rotting bricks, built under his Father's and his forefather's dream.

That is no longer his dream, Tron's dream.

Tron can only reach new heights by eradicating the old corrupting stepping stones, setting its new, pure capstone to embrace the coming of Neo Kingdeniom.

" Assemble…!" Asuka ordered in an exhilarating whisper to Yukari and his men

" Assemble, New Citizens of Tron !! Blessed Herunia has lent its divine hand in aid of the birthing of Neo Kingdeniom! Rise up! Stand up! Modern Revolutionists Alive !!!"

Reluctantly, the Tron forces regrouped around their fervorous Prime Minister and marched with.

" To where, Asuka ?!" Yukari demanded, wiping the blood off her nose

" Where are you taking your men in this burning capital aside from saving the people ?!?!"

" To save the City, from those that refuse change !" Asuka Line Zeta then pointed at the forces that were attacking the Herunis Jellyfish

" They must be stopped so that Herunia can usher in a new age of Man !"

Before Yukari could even try to talk sense out of her ex-boyfriend, Asuka Hikaru was off, shooting at those that fight back against the blessed deity instead of embracing destruction.

Yukari's heart sank like a rock.

She was lost. Unable to decide if she should force her own hand to stop Asuka from bringing more dread upon this city he loves with deranged thoughts.

" Hmm, you are astonished."

Like a bucket of cold icy water dunked over Yukari, the voice chuckled behind her.

Yukari spun around, to see that it was none other than the League Strategist Austria Van Hillingdale that had spoken. He observed her in a thinly gaze, sneering faintly among all the chaos.

" You…" Yukari cursed under her breath, facing the chuckling strategist fully

" You and your League enticed Asuka to become what he is! He loved his country! He loved this city! You have doomed Kingdeniom and its people !"

" Indeed, Doom may be what the untrained eye sees for now."

Austria spoke with calming cadence, removing his sneer entirely.

" But let me enlighten you of what I see. I see change."

" Change in the worse."

" No one knows. Not even I can predict what happens after this day. Frankly speaking, none of the League ever anticipated Herunia has its self-defending system up to this moment. And it feels me with joy knowing that we have seen something none other had ever dreamed of."

Austria breathed in the air of the future with closed eyes, savoring the moment deeply before he continued.

" What happens today no doubt will mark a new age for our country. The deed is already done, and our mission is already complete. What we can do now is stand by and watch. What transpires at the end of this day, we will plan tomorrow, to enlighten ourselves from what we learned tonight."

" You will stand idle and watch, even if the skies fall and reality crumbles ?" Yukari questioned the strategist incredulously.

" Can you stop a fire from burning wood, Miss Yukari ?"

Austria responded with his own question.

" I wouldn't burn the wood in the first place."

" Then where will the light be ?"

Unable to answer, Yukari could but send the strategist off in a silent morose gaze.

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[...to be continued.....]

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