"I knew you wouldn't bow down easily Atractivo, but by coming here you've signed your death warrant. Why all this resistance?
You somehow quelled the rebellion of the six clans affiliated with your sect, you even managed to close the portal the guests would pass through, but what happened? Look, you've come to your death on your own two feet again; if you had stayed in your dilapidated sect, maybe you could have lived a few more days!"
Her subordinates, whose morale had hit rock bottom, came to their senses with Eyshan's words. Her demeanor said the war would end in their favor.
"I'm waiting for you Eyshan! Let's see what kind of trick you'll pull out of your wooden chest!"
The Holy Blood Sect Sheikh didn't seem impressed, and there wasn't a single sign of him getting tired yet.
"I got this sphere from your lands, from your favorite clan. Do I need to tell you what's inside? I think you know very well!"
The marble-sized piece of gray glass shone between Eyshan's two fingers.
"Since you won't say it, I will; the most important treasure of the Holy Lily Clan, oh my mistake, the Black Lily Clan. The Soul Trapping World!"
When Eyshan finished her words, the sphere started to grow and covered the entirety of the Hell Palace in a short time. The moonlight couldn't pass through it and reach the earth; the color of the night had darkened by dozens of shades.
"Even though they did great things for me all those years, their end was death, I want to honor their souls!"
The planet-like sphere exploded, and thousands, even hundreds of thousands of souls were set free. First they wandered mindlessly in the sky, but right after, Eyshan's voice rang out.
"Destroy!"
The sky shook, the earth cracked, agonizing souls began to rain down on the people trapped in the former battlefield.
"Bone Cage!"
The Holy Bone Sect Leader made his defensive move, but there was not a peep from the ones next to him. Weren't the Holy Blood forces going to support him?
"You finally went far enough to do this, huh! We were friends and became enemies, but how sad that even the treacherous of enemies falls to our lot!"
Atractivo drew his sword and pointed it at the souls pouring down like rain.
"Holy Blood Sect Disciples, your Sheikh commands! Kill!"
Atractivo, whose bottom line was crossed with this move, took the lead and shot towards where the Four Sheikhs and Four Representatives were; Hueso was right behind him. As for the souls numbering over a hundred thousand, they were the job of those left behind; even though a few hundred went after the two men, the target of the majority was clear.
"Our Sheikh has spoken, you know what you have to do!"
The Second Elder, who hadn't said a single word until that moment, roared; the majestic man's chain of command gave the soul a lesson in loyalty. He was also the first to meet the souls; when his growing body expanded to five times its size, his fist would shatter the relentless onslaught.
On the back of his giant body appeared a woman in crimson clothes; she held sickles facing opposite directions in both her hands.
"May I give you a little help, Second Elder!"
The Third Sheikh's Power Animal entered the fray quickly; while advancing in a line, the places she passed through could be distinguished from within the massive gray heap.
"Jashua, protect Lareina!"
"I can fight too!"
"Lareina, when the time comes, you might be our only hope. Just wait for now!"
Nafız, caressing the young girl's face, headed towards the Second Elder's body; the focal point of the battle was the gravitational pull of his massive mass. The Holy Bone forces also joined them; the two sects were killing to live.
The battlefield split into two fronts; on one side countless souls and the disciples of the two sects fought, on the other side the heavy hitters.
"What audacity, just the two of you?"
The Four Sheikhs lunged forward; there was no trace of their previous apprehension because the Representatives, hidden under the guise of guests, were also with them.
Hueso cracked his whip made of joined bones; Ice River and Fire Bees scattered around. Atractivo swung his sword horizontally and immediately after made a cut from bottom to top.
The Stone Eagles approaching at extraordinary speed crumbled; the two Sheikhs could fend off the attacks of their four counterparts, but what about the ones coming from the other four people. Energy attacks bearing the colors of the gems struck Hueso and Atractivo, forcing the duo to take a step back.
"Arrogant Atractivo! Look, I can subdue you without even lifting a finger!"
Eyshan was delighted inside her Fiends' protection circle; she could predict the course of the battle raging in front of her.
"Bitch!"
The Holy Blood Sect Sheikh brought his weapon in front of his eyes and packed an unseeable number of swings into a few breaths. The blood energy, which initially appeared as a small square, rapidly grew, turning into meshes that blocked the field of vision. The man who had just superimposed two energies a moment ago was now weaving an impenetrable web with them.
"Hueso, press them!"
As his attack advanced upon the enemy, Atractivo called out to his friend; the old man's hands were gripping the earth.
"Bone Stakes!"
The bones bursting wildly from the ground the enemies stepped on were frantic to pierce right through them; they had to jump into the air, and there was Atractivo's attack waiting.
"Resist with all your might!"
"Ice Hammer!"
"Flame Vortex!"
"Stone Golem!"
"Spiritual Strike!"
The Four Sheikhs unleashed techniques a tier above the ones they used before; it was no time to hide their power. The Representatives swung their weapons too; the same went for them.
They wanted to finish the job by showing very little of their skills and secrets, but Atractivo forced them to lay all their cards on the table with his wide-scale attack.
"Not enough, again!"
The Holy Blood Sect Sheikh didn't stop, he executed the massive attack again, and his friend Hueso could keep up with him. The exchange of blows went on dozens of times; every time they said he would be exhausted now, Atractivo was practically reborn.
When both sides were left panting, the massive garden of the Hell Palace resembled a ruin; not a single stone was left standing on another in the part where the heavy hitters fought.
"No way!"
"No one can store this much energy on their own!"
"Monsters, they are both monsters!"
The handful of people who managed to survive by resisting the aftershocks of the attacks were trembling in fear. The enemy was just two people, but the men's energy never ran out.
"Hueso, staying underground for all those years did you good. You seem to have absorbed the bones of whoever died on the continent!"
"Ha ha ha! You speak the truth my friend! I searched high and low, but I couldn't find only your ancestors!"
The Holy Bone Sect Sheikh laughed with arrogance; the real reason for him hiding underground for all those years was coming to light. Even though the others thought he was avoiding facing the Mercenaries, the old man didn't hesitate to make sacrifices for a much greater cause.
"Well, what about you Atractivo?"
When Hueso's trick was revealed, it was Atractivo's turn; the chalk-skinned man was clearing the way for his friend to brag.
"What can I say? Wine makes blood, that's all there is to it!"
Atractivo, who never let go of the wine glass in his hand, pulled a bottle of wine from his interspatial void when he finished his words and downed it in one go. Their enemies were pissed as they watched the two men; they weren't losing, but their numerical superiority didn't provide any advantage either.
The real problem was something else entirely; while the two sheikhs held them off, the people they left behind were about to finish slaughtering hundreds of thousands of souls. You could read it in their eyes; they didn't expect the Second Elder to be this effective.
After the fierce man absorbed the blood energy veins, he crossed into another dimension in terms of power, and the enemies he faced were mindless souls. They relied on their numbers, the Second Elder on his size and power.
Any other time, they could have drowned fifty people with their apocalyptic numbers, but today the Second Elder hadn't allowed this by turning his entire body into a battlefield.
"Sheikh Atractivo, we are done here!"
Nafız caught a soul trying to escape screaming by its neck; the poor thing was in its death throes, but it was impossible for it to escape. The Young Girl, who would kill it a breath after finishing her words, had no mercy.