137 Judgement Day.

[There are incoming projectiles]

The system alerted Sol when he arose from the dramatic entry he had made and began walking toward the capital city of Hāl.

"What kind?"

"I believe the term they use for such weapons are ICMB-]

"Inter continental ballistic missiles," Sol continued walking observing in real time as thousands of nukes converged toward him, blocking out the sky with smoke and light. "This is quite stupid of them, with the power these demons have why would they still rely on something as weak as Unconventional Weaponry?" He asked, shaking his head and raising his hand.

Sol raised his eyes and stared upward, waving his hand across the skies in one single motion. "It seems they won't understand just how fucked they are until I've made an example out of them."

[Imaginary tier magic: Magic mimicry]