Chapter 90: Darkan vs Silver (Last)
When a god was forgotten, it meant the believers were no more but the god was still alive. Howe what of when the god itself died?
The sky bled crimson as the Silver army plummeted, their wyverns spiraling helplessly without the divine wind to sustain them. Like broken kites, they crashed into the scarred earth, their once-mighty formations reduced to chaos.
The Darkans, moments ago teetering on the brink of annihilation, stood frozen, their gazes locked on the falling enemy. The sudden reversal was incomprehensible.
"What... what happened?" a Darkan soldier whispered, his voice trembling. But the Darkan Head, his scales slick with blood, wasted no time on questions. His eyes blazed with fury and resolve, his greatsword still smoldering from the battle.
"ATTACK! KILL THEM!" he roared, his voice a thunderclap that shattered the stupor gripping his forces.
The Darkans surged forward, their draconic forms weaving through the air, fire and fang bared. The Silvers, still reeling from the loss of their divine power, were like lambs before wolves. Their shock wasn’t just fleeting, it was existential, as if their very purpose had been stripped away.
The Darkan Head and the surviving elder, their bodies battered but unyielding, opened their maws. Twin torrents of dragon breath erupted, a molten inferno that engulfed Lurnel Silver and his powerhouses. Without their wind domain, Lurnel could only channel raw aura to form a simple domain, which was a pale shadow of his former might. The flames overwhelmed him, the explosion’s roar drowning out his scream.
"Guhhh..." Lurnel staggered, his vision clearing to reveal a horrific sight. The two powerhouses stood before him, their bodies charred to blackened husks, their sacrifice the only reason he still breathed.
Rage and despair twisted Lurnel’s features. "FUCK!" he bellowed, his voice cracking as he burned his lifeforce. His aura exploded, a desperate surge of power, and he lunged at the Darkan Head, the Tempest Blade gleaming with reckless fury.
"Arghhh!" Lurnel roared, madness consuming him as he charged.
"PATRIARCH!" One of the charred powerhouses screamed for him to stop.