Rise Of The Infinite Sovereign-Chapter 349: The Battle Begins!

"We better stop them or we’ll be overrun"

Ezra nodded, he was thinking the same.

Whilst thankful that the arriving beasts were only master and Grandmasters, thus giving them a chance towards victory, one couldn’t say a fourth Mythic rank wouldn’t appear.

With Elisa’s arrival, the coalition army was finalized.

Taking practice swings with Skyfall, Ezra warms his body for battle.

Looking towards the army of otherworld creatures, one could see their combined presence form a palpable aura, sending pressure towards the Oranian army, slowly chipping away at their morale.

’This can’t go on’

Ezra turns towards the Oranians.

On cue, Gaza motions for a section of arrived troops to begin marching towards the enemy.

There was a vast distance between the two armies, so the beasts would take a few minutes to clash against the Oranians at marching pace.

*Gulp!*

Surveying the otherworld creatures approaching, some gulped in nervousness while others subtly shook.

Most had their bodies riddled with a variety of battle scars alongside scarred faces not to mention ferocious builds and last but not least, they radiated heavy killing intent.

Against a swarm of such savage beasts, early rank masters began feeling their knees buckling.

"Oranian’s, Hear me!"

Ezra’s booming voice grabbed all eyes, seizing their attention from the monsters in front of him.

"The beasts approach!" he begins. "They come to kill us and seize our heritage!"

"They have come to take our homeland for themselves and they will stop at nothing to do so!"

"O’mighty warriors of Orion. Shall we let this be?! Shall we give away our heritage to intruders from above to desecrate?!"

He replies himself. "NO. We shall not"

"Look beyond their hideous appearance and you shall see! They are no stronger than you and I and they bleed!"

"Anything that bleeds can be killed!" He proclaimed with conviction, his voice booming, giving a rush into the minds of his audience as they broke the shackles of fear bound to them.

"Mighty warriors of Orion! We will fight for the future of our homeland, for the future of our families!"

"So March with me into the battlefield and let us show these intruders that our homeland is not taken so easily!"

"We’ll let them have it!"

"We’ll skin those b@stards alive!"

"I’m going to use their skulls to make jewellery!"

The army burst into a frenzy, and Ezra nodded.

It was practically impossible to turn them into a single minded army in the little time they came together.

But he just needed to get things going.

"Do not look for pride on this battlefield, for there is no pride here!"

He then placed his final line.

"Look your fears in the eye and let them die here!"

"For Orion!" He chants.

"FOR ORION!"

The army responds as one and Ezra gestures to commence the march.

His intentions were relayed quickly.

"Begin March!"

With flames lit anew within them, the army marched with vigour, moving at faster than the otherworld army.

As the armies neared one another, they changed pace.

From walking fast, they started jogging, with many of the Grandmasters unleashing their auras as they took to the sky.

From the beasts side, many that were blending in with the master ranks rest revealed themselves as Grandmasters well.

As if agreed on beforehand, both armies started running.

Mages activated magic circles and prepared spells on the way while knights simply unsheathed or brandished their weapon.

And then...they clashed!

As one would expect, it was chaos untamed.

A plethora of spells was sent out, going any which way whilst Grandmasters collided into their opponents.

Ezra sent a concentrated beam of lightning through the enemy’s ranks, killing hundreds in mere minutes as he turned them into shrimped corpses.

Outnumbered, Ezra was determined to reduce their numbers as much as possible.

He used the lightning beam to carve through their formation like an artist painting with his canvas.

Frederick on the other hand, had spikes shoot out from the earth, impaling many whilst providing support for Grandmasters at the side.

Out of the blue, something smashed into Ezra, knocking him into the ground.

Diving into the earth, a crater formed almost instantly, and the subsequent shockwave knocked a lot of fighters off their feet.

Dusting his head, Ezra exits the crater seconds later, rising to the sky whilst dusting his hair.

There, his assailant awaited him.

Rolling his hammer to a stop, the third Mythic beast faced him.

"Someone as powerful as you should fight someone of equal status"

Ezra blinked, looking left and right before facing the troll again.

"Where are they?" Ezra suddenly questions.

"Who?"

"My equals" Ezra replies. "I can’t seem to find them"

"...."

The troll stared in silence for as he patched up the meaning of those words.

"We’ll see about that!"

Now angry, he twists his hammer furiously and attacks Ezra.

With Skyfall in hand, Ezra stands his ground.

There was no doubt this troll was a notch stronger than Gaza, but that just meant Ezra would have to exert a bit more effort.

Right at this time...*Bam!*

As with Ezra, something collided with the approaching troll and sent it swerving off course like a top.

Ezra followed the whole act with his eyes.

Stabilizing himself just before he reached the ground, the troll hinged his jaw back in place, angrier than before as he looked to the cause.

"Frederick, what are you doing?"

Apparently, it was someone, not something.

"I’ll take care of him" he says. "You need to stop them from replenishing their forces or we’ll lose"

Ezra nods and takes off to the dungeon site.

Frederick takes out the legendary spiked hammer he took from Kingsmere’s treasury, and face’s off with the troll.

Annoyed at the change in opponents, the troll couldn’t wait to bash Frederick’s head in.

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Making a beeline for the dungeon, Ezra’s unsurprised to see Bezart and Gaza heading his way.

Originally aiming for Frederick, both were momentarily surprised to see Ezra, as the troll was supposed to have occupied him.

Regardless, they couldn’t let him reach the dungeon.

Brandishing his claws, Bezart races towards Ezra while Gaza hangs back.

Attacking without hesitation, Ezra responds in kind.

Skyfall and Bezart’s claw clashed against one another.

Kra!

Upon impact, both of their expressions changed.

’What the-?’

Letting a light spark cause of the friction, Bezart was easily pushed back, his arm deflected upon contact with Ezra’s sword.

Bezart was shocked, how was his attack so easily deflected?

Ezra was also perplexed, but not in a good way.

’All that fancy talk’

After all that bravado, this guy was actually weaker than Gaza!

’Only to be as this level’

Annoyed. Ezra took a slash at Bezart’s neck.

Thanks to fast reflexes, Bezart managed to pull back, but it wasn’t enough to get of Ezra’s range completely.

The tip cut into Bezart’s scales like they common wood.

Proving that if it weren’t for the armour around his wrist, he would’ve lost a few fingers on the first attack.

’Tch’ Ezra was displeased. ’I missed my chance to kill him’

Bezart distanced himself, feeling the blood leak from cut on his neck as it healed, but the scales didn’t heal thoroughly, the mark of the attack was still there.

Now frightened, his earlier bravado vanished and you could visibly see his fighting spirit had doused.

"If you’re not going to come to me"

Ezra lunged at him.

"I’ll come to you"

Appearing in front of Bezart, his senses screamed.

On cue, a glacier of ice four times his size arrived before him.

Taking the shape of a spear, it sought to impale him.

Without stopping, Ezra spun faster than a top, coated in veins of lightning as he narrowly escaped impalement, taking but a small gash to the side.

Bezart arrived right after. Taking advantage of the small gap, his punch to connects square on with Ezra’s face, knocking him back.

Bringing himself to a halt, Ezra finds Bezart’s fist upon him once more.

Another punch to the face? As if.

This time, Ezra tilts his head, dodging Bezart’s fist by a breath whilst simultaneously dropping Skyfall.

He grips the outstretched hand with his left and spun.

Having made sure put his back into it, Bezart got tossed away like garbage.

Only then did Ezra turn towards the second attacker, changing elements from lightning to fire as countless spikes of pieces reached him.

Though cut in a few places, it healed almost immediately, pulling Skyfall into his grip.

With a staff in hand, Gaza conjured a blue magic circle, that then continously split.

"Apologies" he said. "I’d thought my physical prowess would be enough to handle anything on this planet, but I was naive. Swinging an axe is but a hobby for me, this is my real strength!"

The ten blue magic circles spewed hundreds of double edged swords made of ice.

Ezra changed his element to lightning and charged in the opposite direction.

With both ice affinity and an outstanding healing factor, the combination of both Gaza and Bezart would be hard pressed to kill him.

But his aim was to halt the replenishment of the enemy forces, with Bezart tossed aside, he had no reason to dance with the oversized lizard.

Still, things wouldn’t go so smoothly.

Th ice swords didn’t let up, forcing Ezra to weave and twirl in air to avoid them.

His first idea was to coat himself in fire and as such havd them melt the moment they touched him.

But whenever he came into contact with one of them, they exploded into bright sparks of light, generating a force enough to swerve him off course while also momentarily blinding him.

As if that wasn’t enough, Bezart was back.

Appearing a distance in front of Ezra, he compressedhis back, and sent out a concentrated stream of fire, turning the horizon into a sea of flames, burying Ezra within it.