Battle Harem of the Heavenly Sword



Before she could do so, they saw a speeding crimson bullet fall from the sky and bury itself on the ground near them. Chasing after it were thousands of Heliotrope elves. El and Cain noticed the incoming army and knew it was the same force Abel was stalling. Since there were no longer any vermillion colored bodies among those after him, they knew the Sunfire elves already ran out of time.

The skill of Cain ended so right now he was in pain, El was similarly resting as she needed to unburden her mind after using two Cataclysm ranked spells [Onward unto Hell] and [Crucifixion]. So, the three of them were sitting ducks. Just when they were thinking the irony of their circumstances shadows came out of the ground and bound each of the elves in a display of overwhelming might.

"Despite being 5-Sun I almost got taken over, such a shameful display let me rectify that mistake."

The Asgardian enforcer was limping towards them with his shoulder carried by the 180cm Atele with pink hair. "You should be thankful a few good hits to the head were all it took to wake you, do you know how worried I was?!"

"I am sorry sister Atele, luckily I heard your voice and was able to try and gain back control over my body. The cities of Asgard have all fallen, aside from the ones you liberated the rest are all overrun by the Eymuori. If we do not stop there here, Alfheim will be destroyed and then they intend to march to Asgard we cannot allow them to reach the Warp gate."

Relief flooded the bodies of Cain and El as they saw Atele with Rai Seventh. They then heard the rustling of a body trying to get up near them. popping up out of the crater was the one-armed crimson Beowolf who had a blood-red eye and was bleeding all over. El who saw the condition of her friend cried out in alarm.

"ABEL! WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU!" the mage then started using healing spells to regenerate his wounds and his missing arm.

The shielder then replied in a sarcastic manner. "Oh, you know, the usual. Stopping an angry elf army and an immortal one called the Eymuori. you should see the other guy. Haha!"

He then stopped and stood up; the next words that came out of his mouth alarmed everyone present as his joking mood disappeared, and started talking in a serious manner.

"El, recreate my skill [Soul Drain], it has the power to steal souls, I can kill the Eymuori permanently with it. We need to arm the Beowolves with this spell as soon as possible."

Knowing this was no joking manner, he then covered his fist in green energy and slammed it into the heart pieces in front of Cain. The power ruptured the heart and dissolved it into ash. Before Abel used his skill, the couple sliced and diced the heart only for it to slowly regenerate back to its cheetah form.

They instead used the minimal actions necessary to keep it as just a heart. Thus, when the pair saw it disappear the validity of the shielder's statements could no longer be denied. Lorelei who saw the skill immediately learned of its effects as she commented.

"Codename Abel, the souls you take doesn't seem to die but join the ones already haunting you. I'm guessing the ones around you are from the Eymuori you liberated. No sane person can withstand the weight of so many lives. If you continue to liberate the Eymuori you may end of a slave to their will in the future."

Without missing a bit however Abel spoke nonchalantly "If that is what it takes to put them down permanently then I will bear it. I am a dominator after all."

Cain who immediately understood the implications was silent. The suffering his friend would have to endure by being haunted by thousands perhaps hundreds of thousands was not something normal people could bear. He could only focus on the present as he asked the group.

"If the lone heart is here, that means the main body must be already outside the ruin, let's go, time to end this."

Knowing that now that the Beowolves had the ability to end Ziminar for good the four hurriedly made their way out of the ruin for one final showdown with shadow of Alfheim.

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Outside, Tursas and the Alfheim Army mingled with Cerberus as they rested. With the Eymuori no longer reviving after being slain, the battle of attrition finally shifted in the favor of the defense forces just as the date was about to change.

The defense army fought for a total of sixteen hours non-stop. Their casualties were extremely high with over 90% of the army wounded in some shape or form. The fatalities including the ones that turned were over 70%. Cerberus lost about 12,600 men and women and only over 5,000 remaining.

Similarly of the 30,000 elves part of this expedition, only 9,000 was still alive. The ones left behind had terror and unease in their hearts as they saw firsthand how dangerous the Eymuori were. Should such an army be released into the core cities of Asgard and Alfheim there would be no stopping it.

In the command barracks, Sinn was being embraced by Sverd as the former was crying her heart out. Being warriors without noble families Sinn and Sverd came from the bottom thus they both knew most of the ones that died.

Losing over 12,000 relatives was beyond heartbreaking. Hyggelig despite being joyful under Crystal care was also silent. As his regiment was known for the strongest frontliners, his group was annihilated to the last man. They served their purpose in being the vanguard of Cerberus and died keeping their allies protected until their last breath.

Unable to cry even if he wanted to, the Asgardian recited the names of his men one by one as a eulogy that they would not be forgotten. Vihansa who also suffered from significant losses was also crumpled up into a ball inside the tent. Tursas was sitting beside her in an attempt to share her pain. while Marduk dealt with the aftermath of the battle.

The three dragons were in their human forms near them in induced comas. After the last Eymuori was slain they were severely weakened yet all three still wanted to reinforce the Beowolves in the ruin. Crystal and Tursas promptly knocked them out and gave them drugs to force them to rest.

*CRASH!*

With a loud sound akin to an avalanche, mountain sized pieces broke from the ruin castle near the defense forces. The surroundings were trampled and crumbled under the mad dash of the 500-meter body of Ziminar. The survivors of the defense army were in awe at the gigantic size of the beast as well as his overbearing Force undulations.

Crystal and Tursas was about to shout battle commands when they saw armored figures slamming their weapons on the figure, the most prominent were an 80-meter spear woman who exploded the torso of the monster. Soon after a flying heavy swordsman wrapped in winds cleaved the head of the monster right off.

Its legs were like hills as they stomped the ground in panic. The monstrosity ran full speed even with the its chest cavity blown apart and head decapitated. A voice then shouted loudly to towards the defense army. Most knew him as Prometheus the [vulture who hunts weakness] as he has been fighting on Alfheim for millennia.

"THIS BASTARD IS ZIMINAR! ANYONE WHO CAN FIGHT, ATTACK HIM NOW BEFORE THE EYMUORI ARRIVE!"

When the word Eymuori was mentioned, everyone including Vihansa, Sinn and Sverd stood up and charged towards the monsters. Within seconds thousands of Force spells rained on the body of the frightened demon lord. Ziminar them roared despite not having a head!

- Eymuori! Defend me where the f*cking hell are all of you! -

*RUMBLE!* *RUMBLE!* *RUMBLE!* *RUMBLE!*

Several quakes happened and, in the time it took to blink, four new fissures opened up from the south furthest from the ruin. Like ants thousands of Eymuori excited and made a mad dash towards Ziminar. Thousands of Banshees were flying through the air as hundreds of thousands more ran on the ground.

The hearts and souls of the defense army gave into despair if the last battle was any indication, they would not be able to survive four fissures worth of these undying bastards. They had neither the dragons and or their original numbers. Many Asgardians and Elf alike lose hope and started lowering their weapons. Stopping the attacks raining on the demon lord.

A shout came from Shiva as everyone had their souls losing the will to fight. "The Eymuori are bound to Ziminar, if he falls, they will all cease to exist! DO NOT STOP FIGHTING!"

However even with this information no one moved. Even Tursas and Crystal were speechless for a moment. Both considered that they would die in this battle, yet despite thinking such both picked up their weapons and resumed their charged towards Ziminar.

Soon, Vihansa, Marduk, Sinn, Sverd, Divya, and Hyggelig all ran after the leaders. Like a slow-moving tide, more and more warriors rushed after Tursas and Crystal towards Ziminar. If one was going to die anyway, inflicting the most amount of damage one could do to his or her enemies was the normal impulse. And thus within minutes the entire defense army of over ten thousand, attacked Ziminar in a fervor akin to a dragon's rampage

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