Villain of my own novel - 329 328. Descent.
A while back.
The group of nine floated mid-air, enjoying the blood-filled scent carried by the strong breeze, and the dense clouds that covered the beautiful moons that glimmered brilliantly in the night sky.
“…. Why did Eshwar want us to destroy the temples?” Frostine asked herself in a mumble. After their “talk,” Eshwar had sent Frostine and the others, assigning a mission at his return after a long while.
“Because they would be in the way of our goal?” Gerry asked in response to Frostine’s mumble.
“No, if we killed off everything, what’s the point of accomplishing our purpose?” Frostine mumbled.
“Look down; you’ll understand why.” Amanda commented.
Frostine and others gazed down as their gazes peered through the clouds before ominous creatures that were walking around killing the zombies came into their sights.
“Humanoid chimeras….” Frostine mumbled with her face twisted in disgust.
“Haaa…. Why do the holy kingdom and the temples act inspired by such novelty? Aren’t they just copying the novels?” Frostine, the novel lover, mumbled under her breath.
Fleshy tentacles with razor-sharp shark fang-like teeth were protruding out of the seemingly human beings’ bodies; there weren’t just one or two; the number of chimeras seemed to be in the thousands, forming an army of their own.
The paladins, the holy knights, the priests, and the pope stood in front of the great temple’s door, gazing at the intense battle that was under control. Humongous, golden-coloured holy hammers hammering the zombies, golden-coloured holy fists punching at the zombies, humongous, holy open palm shields that surrounded the entire temple, golden-coloured crosses that descended upon the zombies with the strong broadsword swings of the paladins, humongous holy shields with a cross in the middle manifested as the tanks in the frontlines slammed their shields into the ground, and golden-coloured holy long-range sword slashes of the holy knights, forming a brilliant display of mesmerising lights on the blood dyed ground.
“Some should be the villains so that the heroes rise.” Amanda commented, and everybody agreed with that as they glanced at Frostine.
“Annihilate the monsters wearing human skin as you send the undead dragons to their eternal, peaceful rest.” Frostine commanded, and with crazed smiles on their faces, all nine that stood behind her dove down towards the ground lit with holy power.
“Descent: Frost Dragon Angel.” Frostine mumbled under her breath, and complying with her command, the air around her chilled instantly, covering her in a visibly white-turned miniature cloud.
FLAP-!
With a flap of the two pairs of her white feathered wings, the white, chilled cloud dispersed, revealing a majestically beautiful, human-sized, glowing white dragon. Due to her dragon heart being unnaturally formed in her human body, this form was the only one she was able to transform into; the humongous “normal” dragon-like transformation wasn’t really possible, but she was satisfied with her current state because all the power that a humongous dragon body holds was packed in her small figure, which was faster, stronger, and nimble than the normal ones.
With a deep, sharp inhale, Frostine raised her right arm above her head, pointing at the heavens, and
“Descent: Frost, a heaven-piercing sword.” She mumbled, activating her signature skill, Descent.
WHOOOOMMM-!!!
With the humongous, strong gusts of wind cruising past her, a humongous, city-sized, translucent light blue-coloured sword manifested above the dense clouds that made way, swirling around the humongous tip of a double-edged sword as Frostine apathetically gazed at the sword, withstanding the strong gusts of wind that threatened to send her back, flying.
“Descent.” With another subtle, authoritative command out of Frostine’s mouth, the sword tip that seemed to be piercing through the heavens stabbed down towards the holy kingdom, threatening to raze it to the ground.
WHOOOOMMM-!
Cutting through the wind, the humongous sword stabbed at the ground, and by the next instance, the sword came in contact with the longest, cone-headed tower on the great temple, and
TING-!
With a loud ting, a translucent light blue-coloured ripples shot out from the millimetre distance between the humongous sword and the temple as the sword dematerialized entirely.
WHOOOOSH-!
CRE-CREAK-!!
The entire holy kingdom that was under the chilled, translucent light blue ripple began to creak as everything began to freeze, gradually turning into translucent light blue, crystallised figurines.
The people of the temple began to cast holy magic in order to get rid of the “curse” that was freezing them, and it wasn’t long before they learned that everything they did was useless. In a state of fear and panic, the force began to disperse due to none being in the state to command, and it wasn’t long before the zombies broke through their defences and rushed into the numbers, devouring those with the alluring scent of life
Amanda swept through the army with a large war axe that made her look like a Valkyrie with a cute face, that was soon dyed in the blood of both humans and zombies alike. Though the others were also running rampant without using their mage-class skills, handling everything with their physical, brute strength in a way that was glaringly similar to Eshwar’s fighting style.
Even though they all ran rampant, the only one that drew Frostine’s gaze was Amanda, due to her cute face that was washed with blood. Releasing her control over her levitating magic power, Frostine dove down before kicking off mid-air as she shot down towards the freezing kingdom.
She slightly extended out her right arm as the air around her arm chilled, turning visibly white. With a strong swirl, the chilled air dispersed as a translucent light blue war axe materialised in her arm, which began to shift the concentration of her weight, which was soon adjusted by her as she continued to free fall towards the ground.
WHOOOOMMM-!
BOOM-!
With a loud enough boom, Frostine landed on her feet on the ground as she crouched down and lunged forward, causing circular wind pressures to form behind her back as she tore through the air as she rushed towards the temple soon after, sweeping through the numbers that were being culled at a fast rate.
pαndα`noνɐ1–сoМ
With a deep, sharp inhale, Frostine held her war axe behind her back as her chest puffed up, and
“Hap!” With a loud roar, she swung her war axe horizontally at the army as a light, blue-coloured arc shot out, cutting through the numbers as it dyed the ground with more blood and the air with the strong scent of blood.
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