When you are in battle, forget everything else and let instinct take over.
Before I reached them, I whispered,
"Battle Blessing,"
"Warrior's Cry,"
"Mana Swords."
I increased the power of all these abilities, but I enhanced Mana Swords the most.
I raised it to the ninth level, so behind me appeared
90 dense swords, blue like the color of the sky, merging with the sky in a majestic way.
They all launched and pierced through the bodies of the spiders in front of me. The sword passed through the monster with great force. My level had reached 60, so my power was no longer something simple.
"Light of the Sky."
A great light shone on the spiders, killing many of them.
At that moment, Khaled had already reached the spiders and started beheading them.
"Khaled, watch out!" I shouted loudly so he could hear, but I don't think he did.
"Fire Meteors."
Many meteors fell from the sky onto the heads of the monsters. The flames formed slowly around each rock as they fell, intensifying upon impact with the heads.
Khaled dodged the strikes quickly, avoiding the meteors and swiftly reaping the souls of the spiders, glaring at me angrily.
I quickly reached the spiders.
"Swords of the Storm."
Another sword appeared in my other hand, and my body began to spin rapidly. Winds emerged from me as I entered the midst of the spiders, cutting off many heads and destroying limbs.
But suddenly, as I was doing that, a giant person fell among the spiders, causing the ground to shake. I believe the news of this tremor reached the sky.
It was Sharid, who landed among the spiders with a single leap, placing his sword on the ground and crushing many of them.
I raised my hand to the sky and whispered,
"Thorns of the Earth."
Giant thorns emerged from the ground, easily piercing the intestines of the giant spiders.
Large amounts of ice were falling from the sky; it was Lina. Each of her attack skills killed 10 spiders or more.
The battle was bloody in every sense of the word.
The spiders were endless.
My sword would go right, killing, then left, killing monsters in every direction, with heads falling.
The mirage army of the city arrived.
The bloodshed increased. I saw spiders piercing some people's eyes with their threads, passing through their skulls, ending their miserable lives.
Blood was the ruler of the battles, and I was its master.
My sword danced among the heads of the spiders, and though my body had some injuries, I didn't care.
The sky was raining names and snow.
The ground was sprouting blood. Everything was beautiful and magnificent; humans were being killed here, spiders were being killed there.
Those of us who survived the spiders couldn't enter the city due to Hind's strong defensive abilities and traps.
That girl really has strong abilities.
Light Statues.
Five giant statues fell around the city, drawing energy from Hind's body, forming a large light around the city. Anyone who tried to pass couldn't. The soldiers with her, along with Zed, handled those monsters.
Everything was organized, so I only focused on one thing:
Killing.
Killing, to me, is like going on a first date with a girl I've admired for years. She looks into my eyes, and I look into her captivating eyes. Killing is that first touch of her soft hand, that first feeling of nervousness, tension, and fear.
Killing, to me, is like love; I can't live without it.
So my body now feels euphoria, feels tense, trembling, with drops of sweat falling to the ground.
And with them, limbs fall.
Everything had stopped in this battle except me and my beautiful sword, this great friend who shares my joy.
This joy that will rip my heart from its place.
Today was truly beautiful: the sun was at its peak, the wind was calm, and destruction was everywhere.
Blood was splattering around me, my blood and theirs.
The sounds of music blazed in my ears as if I were dancing in a nightclub with that beautiful girl who sat in her short, seductive dress, her face filled with shyness, placing her hand on my neck. My sword was on her neck.
My sword danced among the necks of the monsters with a skill better than that of a professional Russian dancer, swaying to the tunes of music only I could hear. The battle was raging, and the blood was spreading.
Sharid was there, his sword raised to the sky. That big sword was like a small toy in his hand.
He was crushing many of the monsters.
Khaled was smiling as he killed; his smile was close to mine, the smile of a child playing with a father who had been traveling for years and finally returned home.
I believe everyone was happy that day.
"Lightning Sword."
When I released that skill, I saw Khaled quickly kill all the monsters affected by it with great precision in vital points.
"Invisible Sword."
"Cutting Sword."
I am the first bringer of hell. I am the king of torture and killing. I am the worst nightmare that could appear in your life.
Many humans were being killed. I knew this army wouldn't last.
I brought them to this battle to occupy the spiders with their numbers so they wouldn't all gather on each one of us.
Suddenly, as the battle intensified and the mirage army was almost gone, the spiders focused more on us.
Our injuries increased.
A witch appeared in the sky, wearing a black cloak, covering her head.
She whispered some words,
and a huge giant dragon of fire appeared, flying above the battle, releasing flames from its mouth onto us. But strangely, those who died were the spiders.
Suddenly, this dragon began to rise into the sky with all its might and disappeared.
A few minutes later, it reappeared high in the sky,
its wings large, falling vertically towards us.
It wanted to crash into the battlefield.
It was approaching the ground.
Everyone was fleeing—the soldiers and the spiders. Everyone felt the danger of this attack, so everyone was trying to escape.
Except for me, I was standing, looking at those big wings, raising my hand to the sky as if welcoming someone I've missed.
The scene was beautiful: me on the ground with my hand raised, the fiery dragon, every part of its body made of fire, above me. I looked at it as it fell on me and the battlefield.
Everyone was watching the scene, thinking I was dead, but the ones who would die were those damned spiders
that dared challenge me. Nothing happened to me.
Everyone was looking at that witch, wondering who this woman with all this power was.
I was the only one who knew the answer to this trivial question.