Ascension of the Nephilim

The power that Kyros showed harnessed the Code well. With the aid of the Cores that he received from the Okto-Khefali, it made it easier for Kyros to harness the energy.

The power of the Charmed Fallen that seduced the elements to submission now had a channel to concentrate its power on.

Each core was carefully arranged on certain energy conversion circles in a very specific way. There were \'slots\' in the rotating energy conversion circles where these cores were, and another strange circle was situated near the heart of Kyros, which drew out the power of Light.

"Are you afraid, Cardinal? I haven\'t directly fought you, yet you\'ve already lost your army, and I\'ve already made you bleed. Imagine what would happen when I attack?" Kyros laughed.

"Do not mock me, boy! That attack drained your Temple! If you could attack any more, you would have shot again! My army may have been destroyed, but I can resurrect them! I will win this fight, and I will defend Middle!" Heralcus raised a green amulet and shattered it.

A huge green ball of pale-green energy appeared.

The cries of a thousand souls could be heard, and a wave of pale-green bones began to burst out of it.

"Hundred Champions! Arise!"

The bones began to gather and take the form of humans, orcs, massive beasts, and even lesser dragons!

Suddenly, many souls from the departed ones nearby all arose, and all began to form.

Using his tremendous magic capacity, Heralcus crafted a body of magic for all of them, and they began to reform. Unfortunately, the skeletons of the Okto-Khefali also appeared, and the souls became their flesh.

It was unworldly magic. Magic and soul became flesh, and the creatures were reforged in greater power.

"[Somatos Ous Thanatou]!" Heralcus screamed.

"Let us fight and end this, Nephilim!" Heralcus roared.

Several massive skulls also appeared above Heralcus.

Heralcus summoned the Okto-Khefali\'s Ice head, and powerful energy was permeating out of it.

"Eh? Too many! I\'ll pass on this one, Heralcus." Kyros suddenly began to run back.

"What?!"

"Guys, blow off that annoying wall and shoot the ceiling and take cover." Kyros shook his head and turned tail as he sent powerful magic attacks to the ceiling above.

Beams of Fire and Lighting shot from the Cores and targeted the ceiling.

On the other side of the wall, the mages were aiming at certain points of the cave. They had planned since the very beginning to drop this massive mountain and had made preparations. Hidden on certain parts were large energy conversion circles that would trigger a chain reaction of explosions.

Demerus issued the commands to attack. Mezal undid the power of an Earth-Strengthening spell. Martha had teleported to the rooms and chambers above the ceiling and began to attack the pillars hidden behind the walls that held up the underground cavern. Finding them was easy through Foresight, and she had already prepared which posts she would attack.

Unlike before, where only the ceiling above would collapse, the elaborate preparations the group made had caused the entire mountain to fall.

The Emberdon\'s had completed channeling a weaker version of [Meteor Doom].

"Destroy the massive wall!" Demerus shouted, and the group launched their attacks on the barely standing bone wall of Heralcus.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

As the wall fell down, the final support that protected Heralcus and the team gave way.

"Can Champions survive the crushing weight of the mountain? My group has already made preparations to teleport out. See you outside!" Kyros flew.

The group had already activated the spell to teleport out, as Kyros said.

FLASH!

Only Martha was somewhere within the mountain, moving and attacking delicate spots to further the collapse. Everyone else had vanished.

"NOOOOO!" An angry howl left Heralcus\'s voice as the entire mountain crashed on top of him and his rushing forces.

Kyros was already outside, thanks to his dexterity. None of the forces was able to move out as Kyros sent more attacks as he was retreating.

The Nephilim\'s army had appeared on the nearby energy conversion circle that Kyros planted when he was shot out here.

The team rushed towards the Temple to be healed. While the Temple had drained all of its energy from the attack, the death of the army from the attacks had allowed the Temple to absorb more energy, and everyone was being healed again with their magic pool being restored. In addition, those who were wounded from the attack of Heralcus from the blast were also healed.

"Heralcus is mine, guys. Focus on the rest." Kyros ordered as he watched the rumbling sounds deep within the wreckage of the mountain.

"Coven, you\'re with me. Try to keep up. Learn from our training in time. Our enemy will have a dexterity that exceeds our own speed. Imagine fighting Lord Kyros." Martha ordered.

"Husband, a day will come where you will protect me. But for now, allow me to be your shield." Reptilia smiled at Hunter.

"Alas, my lady. I want to have some fun." Hunter laughed.

Reptilia chuckled, and the pair walked forward.

Grugnyr and Gojirrah sighed as they followed.

"Lady Martha. I wish to fight the other bones. I don\'t want to seduce a woman, after all." Scarlet smiled as a pair of blood-red wings appeared, and she flew high.

Martha smiled and did not speak anymore as she led her team to the mountain\'s ruin.

"Everyone, on me. The mountain may have killed more, but that Necromancer will still have more power to summon. Destiny has decreed him to have a disgusting magic pool. Fighting him directly would have resulted in our losses. But now, we have no more tricks to spare. So fight his minions!" Branze informed, and everyone behind him cheered.

"Emberdons. We\'ll go after Neteri. Wings of the Nephilim, fly!" Mezal smiled and readied his shield as he paired with Ressi.

BOOM!

"NEPHILIM!"

The massive head of the Okto-Khefali broke through the boulders of the mountain. Then, several more heads burst out, and finally, the body of a massive Okto-Khefali appeared.

Heralcus appeared, and his Commanders were closest to him. Above him was a powerful pale-green shield that hovered overhead.

"NEPHILIM! Let\'s end this!"

"What a magnificent shield!" Kyros thought it was love at first sight.

"Of course, you would want it. Like the Sword of Ten Thousand Grudges and the Cloak of Darkness that you have, that is also another legacy weapon that once belonged to Azerret, the Lieutenant of the First Fallen. It\'s called Shield of the Wicked. A shield of great atrocity that vowed to protect the darkness." Calaminus explained.

"What a nice gift from Destiny! That shield will be perfect for my little collection. And it will no longer shield just the Darkness but will be a shield for the Light. For I am Mysterion. [Skotos Eis Phos]!"

Bright light erupted around Kyros as the elements danced.

Mechiel flew up as she now had wings that were similar to the Blood Calamity and joined Kyros.

Heralcus glared as he watched the smug look of Kyros.

"Don\'t dream for what you can\'t have, Nephilim!" Heralcus roared angrily as his power erupted out once more and brought more creatures back to life.

"You can kill them a hundred times! I will resurrect them! I will win and be the king of Middle! And this shield will be the banner that will shield Middle from Fate! Commanders! Kill them all!" Heralcus roared and flew towards Kyros with the heads of the Okto-Khefali following close by.

Neteri also flew and allowed her massive soul form to be revealed. But unlike her form earlier, it was weaker.

Qara assumed her full dragon form and charged.

"Haven\'t you heard of the phrase, winner takes all? Warriors of Nephilim! Take everything from them!\' Kyros laughed as he charged towards Heralcus.