Chapter 3: Hero vs Demon king(part 3)
The kingdom's army barged upon my immortal army. The clanging of swords and clashes of shields, soon enough that was the only sound that could be heard on the battlefield. Mages began to cast their most powerful destructive spells and knights unsheathed their swords and jumped upon the soldiers.
My army was filled with all sorts of undead; some of them were formal mages and knights who died at my hands and were turned into what they are now.
There were also beasts of different ranks, the most powerful. Of them being ranked 7 peaks.
The dragon that I have is the only rank 8 beast in my collection. It used to be an elder, a rather powerful and old member of those arrogant species.
They used to call themselves, a mythical race, but their arrogance was soon shattered when they dared to go against me in that war.
Even now, none of them dared to come here... maybe they realised what their outcome would be.
Well, in a way it's good for me... not that it would have changed anything.
"Go and burn down that castle for me, lizard. If anyone dares to stop you... turn them to ashes."
I ordered the lizard... the dragon beneath me. I have already given it a name, but a lizard seemed to fit it more.
As soon as my command was landed into its ear. It swung its wings, creating a powerful gust of wind and glided from there.
The hero, Eleanor, swung her sword at it but was stopped by me.
"Shouldn't you be focusing your attention on me instead?"