Chapter: The Wall of the Doomed
The battlefield had already become a graveyard.
Smoke drifted through the air.
The ground was soaked in blood.
And beneath the towering border wall of the trade city, the land itself was changing.
Slowly.
Relentlessly.
Like a living infection.
The Forest Claims the Battlefield
At first the soldiers thought it was ordinary vegetation.
Thin vines emerging from the soil.
But then the vines began moving.
They twisted.
They crawled.
They slithered across the battlefield like living serpents.
The moment they touched corpses, the flesh blackened.
The ground darkened.
The soil cracked open.
The corruption of the forest had arrived.
Black vines surged forward, spreading rapidly toward the outer wall.
A guard shouted in terror.
"The ground is moving!"
"They're climbing the walls!"
The vines reached the stone surface.
Then they began crawling upward.
Slowly at first.
Then faster.
Hundreds of vines gripping the wall like claws.
The Cannon Dilemma
Panic erupted along the wall.
"Fire the mana cannons!"
"Stop them before they reach the top!"
One of the artillery crews immediately rotated a massive mana cannon downward.
The glowing barrel hummed with gathering magical energy.
But before they could fire—
One of the three guild masters shouted.
"STOP!"
The soldiers hesitated.
The guild master ran forward angrily.
"Are you idiots?!"
"If you fire mana cannons at this range you'll destroy the wall itself!"
The soldiers froze.
He pointed toward the advancing vines.
"Use elemental arrows!"
"Use alchemy projectiles!"
"Don't damage the defensive structure!"
The commanders began shouting new orders.
Archers stepped forward.
Alchemists prepared explosive vials.
But it was already too late.
Because something far worse had noticed them.
The Ape
Among the chaotic battlefield below the wall stood a towering figure.
A monstrous ape.
Its body covered with dark veins of corruption.
Its red eyes glowing with unstable magical energy.
It walked slowly through the battlefield.
Ignoring arrows.
Ignoring screams.
Ignoring everything.
Then it noticed something lying on the ground.
A fallen banner.
A long metal flagpole attached to it.
The ape bent down.
Grabbed it.
And lifted it slowly.
Its corrupted eyes began glowing brighter.
It looked toward the wall.
Then it threw.
The Impossible Throw
The moment the banner left its hand—
BOOM.
The sound barrier shattered.
A thunderous shockwave rippled through the battlefield.
Soldiers felt the air explode around them.
The banner turned into a black streak.
A projectile moving faster than a cannon shell.
The artillery crew barely had time to react.
One soldier screamed.
"INCOMING—"
The banner struck directly into a charging mana cannon.
For a single moment—
Silence.
Then the world exploded.
The Cannon Explosion
The mana cannon detonated violently.
A sphere of magical energy erupted outward.
The explosion consumed the entire artillery platform.
Stone melted.
Metal twisted.
Flames blasted upward.
Dozens of soldiers were instantly incinerated.
The blast spread across the wall, destroying nearby cannons and artillery.
The intense heat scorched everyone nearby.
Soldiers screamed as their armor glowed red.
Several guards were thrown off the wall entirely.
Their burning bodies falling hundreds of feet to the battlefield below.
When the smoke cleared—
An entire section of the wall was gone.
Melted.
Destroyed.
And the remaining cannons in that area were completely unusable.
The Second Throw
The ape monster simply watched the destruction.
Then it bent down again.
This time grabbing something even larger.
A fallen mana cannon.
It lifted the massive weapon like a toy.
Soldiers on the wall stared in disbelief.
"That thing…"
"It's lifting a cannon!"
The ape turned slowly.
Then aimed directly toward the highest platform.
Where the city leadership stood.
The city lord.
The guild masters.
And the commander of the .
Then it threw.
The Lion Knights Move
The cannon flew through the air like a meteor.
The air screamed as it passed.
The city lord barely had time to react.
But someone moved faster.
The lion knights.
Ten armored figures leapt forward instantly.
Their blades flashed.
Steel clashed against steel.
The cannon was sliced cleanly in half mid-air.
But that was the problem.
Because the weapon was still filled with unstable magical energy.
The moment it split—
BOOM.
The cannon exploded.
The Shockwave
The explosion blasted across the wall like a hurricane.
Flames erupted.
The shockwave smashed into everyone standing nearby.
The city lord was thrown violently off his feet.
Guild masters were blasted backward.
Soldiers were hurled across the wall.
Many flew over the edge.
Others smashed into the stone structures behind them.
The fall alone killed dozens.
Those who survived were left broken.
Bones shattered.
Armor crushed.
Most could not even stand again.
Only one group remained upright.
The lion knights.
Even they had been pushed back.
But they were still standing.
Rage of the Lion Knights
Ten of the knights stepped forward.
Their patience had finally snapped.
Their leader shouted sharply.
"Hold your positions!"
But they ignored him.
Their anger had already taken over.
"These monsters will not mock us!"
The ten knights jumped down from the wall.
Golden energy surrounded their bodies as they charged directly toward the battlefield.
Their speed was terrifying.
Their swords blazing with battle aura.
They were aiming straight for Draven.
Draven's Smile
From his position atop the demon tyrant, Draven watched everything calmly.
The explosions.
The chaos.
The fallen soldiers.
The charging knights.
And he smiled.
"It seems…"
"They finally decided to step onto the stage."
He raised one finger.
"That's enough observation."
Then he spoke quietly.
"Generals."
The Interception
Before the lion knights could reach him—
Five figures appeared.
Like shadows teleporting across the battlefield.
A1.
B2.
C3.
Samuel.
Prince Varuk.
They appeared directly in the path of the charging knights.
The lion knights did not slow down.
Their blades flashed downward with lethal precision.
But the generals didn't even flinch.
The Counterattack
A1 moved first.
The mutated wolf warrior stepped forward and caught a blade with one hand.
The impact alone shattered the ground beneath his feet.
But he didn't move an inch.
Then he punched.
The knight was launched backward like a cannonball.
B2 raised his bow.
A single arrow formed.
But instead of firing it—
He used it like a blade.
Deflecting two attacks simultaneously.
C3 simply raised his hand.
A wave of spirit flames erupted.
Samuel blocked a sword strike with his gauntlet.
Then responded with a claw strike from the Claw of the Underworld.
Prince Varuk swung his massive weapon.
The collision shook the battlefield.
The Impact
The counters were devastating.
Each clash produced shockwaves.
The lion knights were powerful.
But they had charged recklessly.
The generals were prepared.
The result was immediate.
The lion knights were sent flying.
Their armored bodies smashing back into the wall.
Stone cracked.
Dust exploded.
They collapsed against the structure.
Unable to stand immediately.
The Leader's Decision
Watching from above, took a long drag from his cigar.
Smoke drifted slowly into the air.
His eyes remained fixed on the battlefield.
"Fools."
But there was no anger in his voice.
Only acceptance.
He knew what this meant.
The enemy generals alone were enough to overwhelm his knights.
And the one commanding them had not even moved yet.
He exhaled slowly.
Then dropped the cigar.
Crushing it beneath his boot.
The Lion Descends
Vazur stepped forward.
The spectral lion behind him roared.
Golden energy surged around his body.
He turned toward his remaining knights.
"Formation."
Without hesitation, the lion knights jumped from the wall.
One after another.
Landing behind their commander.
The battlefield trembled as the elite warriors gathered.
Vazur drew his weapon slowly.
His voice was calm.
"We fight."
The lion knights raised their swords.
Across the battlefield—
Draven watched the group assemble.
His crimson eyes gleamed.
For the first time since arriving…
He stood up from the demon tyrant.
And the air itself began to tremble.
TO BE CONTINUED.....
Chapter: The Wall of the Doomed
The battlefield had already become a graveyard.
Smoke drifted through the air.
The ground was soaked in blood.
And beneath the towering border wall of the trade city, the land itself was changing.
Slowly.
Relentlessly.
Like a living infection.
The Forest Claims the Battlefield
At first the soldiers thought it was ordinary vegetation.
Thin vines emerging from the soil.
But then the vines began moving.
They twisted.
They crawled.
They slithered across the battlefield like living serpents.
The moment they touched corpses, the flesh blackened.
The ground darkened.
The soil cracked open.
The corruption of the forest had arrived.
Black vines surged forward, spreading rapidly toward the outer wall.
A guard shouted in terror.
"The ground is moving!"
"They're climbing the walls!"
The vines reached the stone surface.
Then they began crawling upward.
Slowly at first.
Then faster.
Hundreds of vines gripping the wall like claws.
The Cannon Dilemma
Panic erupted along the wall.
"Fire the mana cannons!"
"Stop them before they reach the top!"
One of the artillery crews immediately rotated a massive mana cannon downward.
The glowing barrel hummed with gathering magical energy.
But before they could fire—
One of the three guild masters shouted.
"STOP!"
The soldiers hesitated.
The guild master ran forward angrily.
"Are you idiots?!"
"If you fire mana cannons at this range you'll destroy the wall itself!"
The soldiers froze.
He pointed toward the advancing vines.
"Use elemental arrows!"
"Use alchemy projectiles!"
"Don't damage the defensive structure!"
The commanders began shouting new orders.
Archers stepped forward.
Alchemists prepared explosive vials.
But it was already too late.
Because something far worse had noticed them.
The Ape
Among the chaotic battlefield below the wall stood a towering figure.
A monstrous ape.
Its body covered with dark veins of corruption.
Its red eyes glowing with unstable magical energy.
It walked slowly through the battlefield.
Ignoring arrows.
Ignoring screams.
Ignoring everything.
Then it noticed something lying on the ground.
A fallen banner.
A long metal flagpole attached to it.
The ape bent down.
Grabbed it.
And lifted it slowly.
Its corrupted eyes began glowing brighter.
It looked toward the wall.
Then it threw.
The Impossible Throw
The moment the banner left its hand—
BOOM.
The sound barrier shattered.
A thunderous shockwave rippled through the battlefield.
Soldiers felt the air explode around them.
The banner turned into a black streak.
A projectile moving faster than a cannon shell.
The artillery crew barely had time to react.
One soldier screamed.
"INCOMING—"
The banner struck directly into a charging mana cannon.
For a single moment—
Silence.
Then the world exploded.
The Cannon Explosion
The mana cannon detonated violently.
A sphere of magical energy erupted outward.
The explosion consumed the entire artillery platform.
Stone melted.
Metal twisted.
Flames blasted upward.
Dozens of soldiers were instantly incinerated.
The blast spread across the wall, destroying nearby cannons and artillery.
The intense heat scorched everyone nearby.
Soldiers screamed as their armor glowed red.
Several guards were thrown off the wall entirely.
Their burning bodies falling hundreds of feet to the battlefield below.
When the smoke cleared—
An entire section of the wall was gone.
Melted.
Destroyed.
And the remaining cannons in that area were completely unusable.
The Second Throw
The ape monster simply watched the destruction.
Then it bent down again.
This time grabbing something even larger.
A fallen mana cannon.
It lifted the massive weapon like a toy.
Soldiers on the wall stared in disbelief.
"That thing…"
"It's lifting a cannon!"
The ape turned slowly.
Then aimed directly toward the highest platform.
Where the city leadership stood.
The city lord.
The guild masters.
And the commander of the .
Then it threw.
The Lion Knights Move
The cannon flew through the air like a meteor.
The air screamed as it passed.
The city lord barely had time to react.
But someone moved faster.
The lion knights.
Ten armored figures leapt forward instantly.
Their blades flashed.
Steel clashed against steel.
The cannon was sliced cleanly in half mid-air.
But that was the problem.
Because the weapon was still filled with unstable magical energy.
The moment it split—
BOOM.
The cannon exploded.
The Shockwave
The explosion blasted across the wall like a hurricane.
Flames erupted.
The shockwave smashed into everyone standing nearby.
The city lord was thrown violently off his feet.
Guild masters were blasted backward.
Soldiers were hurled across the wall.
Many flew over the edge.
Others smashed into the stone structures behind them.
The fall alone killed dozens.
Those who survived were left broken.
Bones shattered.
Armor crushed.
Most could not even stand again.
Only one group remained upright.
The lion knights.
Even they had been pushed back.
But they were still standing.
Rage of the Lion Knights
Ten of the knights stepped forward.
Their patience had finally snapped.
Their leader shouted sharply.
"Hold your positions!"
But they ignored him.
Their anger had already taken over.
"These monsters will not mock us!"
The ten knights jumped down from the wall.
Golden energy surrounded their bodies as they charged directly toward the battlefield.
Their speed was terrifying.
Their swords blazing with battle aura.
They were aiming straight for Draven.
Draven's Smile
From his position atop the demon tyrant, Draven watched everything calmly.
The explosions.
The chaos.
The fallen soldiers.
The charging knights.
And he smiled.
"It seems…"
"They finally decided to step onto the stage."
He raised one finger.
"That's enough observation."
Then he spoke quietly.
"Generals."
The Interception
Before the lion knights could reach him—
Five figures appeared.
Like shadows teleporting across the battlefield.
A1.
B2.
C3.
Samuel.
Prince Varuk.
They appeared directly in the path of the charging knights.
The lion knights did not slow down.
Their blades flashed downward with lethal precision.
But the generals didn't even flinch.
The Counterattack
A1 moved first.
The mutated wolf warrior stepped forward and caught a blade with one hand.
The impact alone shattered the ground beneath his feet.
But he didn't move an inch.
Then he punched.
The knight was launched backward like a cannonball.
B2 raised his bow.
A single arrow formed.
But instead of firing it—
He used it like a blade.
Deflecting two attacks simultaneously.
C3 simply raised his hand.
A wave of spirit flames erupted.
Samuel blocked a sword strike with his gauntlet.
Then responded with a claw strike from the Claw of the Underworld.
Prince Varuk swung his massive weapon.
The collision shook the battlefield.
The Impact
The counters were devastating.
Each clash produced shockwaves.
The lion knights were powerful.
But they had charged recklessly.
The generals were prepared.
The result was immediate.
The lion knights were sent flying.
Their armored bodies smashing back into the wall.
Stone cracked.
Dust exploded.
They collapsed against the structure.
Unable to stand immediately.
The Leader's Decision
Watching from above, took a long drag from his cigar.
Smoke drifted slowly into the air.
His eyes remained fixed on the battlefield.
"Fools."
But there was no anger in his voice.
Only acceptance.
He knew what this meant.
The enemy generals alone were enough to overwhelm his knights.
And the one commanding them had not even moved yet.
He exhaled slowly.
Then dropped the cigar.
Crushing it beneath his boot.
The Lion Descends
Vazur stepped forward.
The spectral lion behind him roared.
Golden energy surged around his body.
He turned toward his remaining knights.
"Formation."
Without hesitation, the lion knights jumped from the wall.
One after another.
Landing behind their commander.
The battlefield trembled as the elite warriors gathered.
Vazur drew his weapon slowly.
His voice was calm.
"We fight."
The lion knights raised their swords.
Across the battlefield—
Draven watched the group assemble.
His crimson eyes gleamed.
For the first time since arriving…
He stood up from the demon tyrant.
And the air itself began to tremble.
TO BE CONTINUED.....