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Realms Reborn: The Legends Left Behind

In a world where magic intertwines with reality and ancient spirits cast dark shadows, a young warrior named Amukelo embarks on a journey fueled by love, revenge, and destiny. From the haunting death of his mother to the brutalities of the formidable Valarian, his path is strewn with challenges that test not just his swordsmanship but his very spirit. But every hero needs a companion. Enter Eliss, a gifted mage whose own past is intertwined with Amukelo's. Together, they traverse uncharted lands, confront formidable enemies, and forge an unbreakable bond. Their adventures lead them to face the deadliest of foes, Valarian, whose ambitions threaten to drown the world in darkness. Dive into a world of epic battles, undying legacies, and a love that transcends lifetimes. Experience a tale where legends never fade, and every sword slash tells a story.

Pixelrexgunner · Fantasy
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232 Chs

A Sphere of Disaster

As the titanic clash between Demigod Eldrian and Satan escalated, the atmosphere grew thick with tension and the air vibrated with the energy of their combat. Satan, driven by frustration over his inability to decisively defeat Eldrian, began to lose his composure. His attacks, once calculated and deadly, became increasingly erratic and desperate. Each massive swing of his arms was met with Eldrian's swift and precise evasion, followed by a rapid counterattack that, while not causing significant damage, consistently landed blows on the formidable adversary.

The battlefield resonated with the clash of their powers, the spectacle drawing awe and fear in equal measure. With each dodge and counter, Eldrian seemed to dance around Satan's furious assaults. But it was clear that each move was also a measure of endurance, testing the limits of his mystical armor.

In a moment of sheer desperation, Satan unleashed a devastating beam attack, not directed at Eldrian, but toward the armies clashing below them. The beam, a torrent of dark energy, roared across the sky, threatening to obliterate thousands of lives in an instant. Eldrian, realizing the catastrophic potential of the attack, made a split-second decision that showcased his heroic resolve. Instead of evading, he positioned himself directly in the beam's path, his body tensed in anticipation.

With remarkable calm, Eldrian channeled the glowing light from his armor into his sword, which began to pulsate with an intense radiance. The blade extended, growing several times its normal length, transformed into a beacon of pure energy. As Satan released the beam, Eldrian swung his mighty sword in a wide arc, meeting the onslaught head-on.

The collision was cataclysmic. The beam, a monstrous wave of destructive power, split as it struck the blade of Eldrian's sword. The halves sizzled and crackled around him, dissipating into the air, their deadly energy neutralized by the divine weapon. The effort visibly taxed Eldrian; his stance wavered under the immense pressure, his skin singed by the proximity to such raw power. Yet, he held firm, his figure a lone sentinel against the darkness.

Satan, his attack thwarted, roared in fury and disbelief. The beam, sustained longer in a desperate attempt to overpower Eldrian, finally ceased as Satan's energy waned. The moment the beam faded, Satan, not one to relent or give his opponent a chance to recover, seized the opportunity to launch another attack.

With the remnants of the beam still echoing in the air, Satan moved with unexpected speed for his gargantuan form. He appeared instantly next to Eldrian, who was still reeling from the effort of deflecting the beam. With no time to fully recover, Eldrian was vulnerable as Satan raised his massive hand, preparing to deliver a potentially crushing blow.

Eldrian, visibly exhausted from deflecting Satan's earlier beam attack, faced a relentless onslaught. With each exchange, Satan's attacks grew swifter and more furious, a torrent of fury that allowed no moment for respite.

Eldrian's agility and battle prowess, which had so far kept him a step ahead of his monstrous foe, began to falter. Each dodge became narrowly less effective, his movements a fraction slower each time as fatigue set in. The momentum of the battle shifted perceptibly towards Satan, who capitalized on his advantage with ruthless aggression. Blow after blow, Eldrian's evasions grew less effective until one vicious strike finally made its mark, hitting Eldrian's arm with a force that echoed across the silent battlefield.

The next blow landed with devastating precision, striking Eldrian squarely and sending him hurtling through the air. His body crashed into the ground with such impact that it created a massive crater, the earth itself groaning under the force. As dust and debris filled the air, a hush fell over the battlefield, warriors from all sides pausing in the midst of their own fights to witness the outcome of this pivotal clash.

For a moment, it seemed as though the battle was conclusively over, with Eldrian defeated. Satan, confident of his victory, unleashed a barrage of attacks on the site where Eldrian had fallen, each blast further devastating the already marred landscape.

However, from the midst of the destruction, a figure reemerged with astonishing resilience. Eldrian, against all odds, burst forth from the ashes of his apparent defeat. With a speed that betrayed his earlier injuries, he charged back into the fray, delivering a powerful strike to Satan's head. The blow was a testament to Eldrian's unyielding spirit, and it significantly enraged Satan.

Satan's voice boomed across the battlefield, laden with a fatalistic wrath. "If I cannot simply dispose of you, I will destroy everything!" he declared ominously. Drawing upon his immense demonic power, Satan began to conjure a colossal sphere of flames, its initial size resembling a miniature sun that illuminated the battlefield with an eerie, ominous glow.

As Satan concentrated his formidable energy, the sphere began to compress, its immense power being condensed into an ever-smaller form. This process was not just a demonstration of power but an alarming escalation in the potential destructiveness of the attack. The sphere eventually shrunk to the size of a grain of sand in comparison to Satan's gigantic form, yet its contained energy was palpable, vibrating with the threat of annihilation.

Meanwhile, Eldrian, understanding the catastrophic potential of Satan's next move, created distance between them and began an urgent incantation. He produced a small dagger, covered in ancient runes that began to animate under the power of his words. The runes whirled around the dagger, faster and faster, until they blurred into a sphere of light that encapsulated it, signaling the preparation of a countermeasure of desperate potency.

As the final words of Eldrian's incantation fell into the tense air, Satan released his compressed sphere of destruction. The impact was cataclysmic, the released energy forming a vast sphere of devastation that expanded rapidly, engulfing the battlefield in a blinding light. The resulting explosion carved a colossal crater in the earth, at the center of which stood Satan, surrounded by the scorched and lifeless remains of anyone caught within the blast radius.