The Demon General Is A Man
Battles
CHAPTER 34: BATTLE
Asmothia looked sharply at the fire troop carrying red, gold, blue, and white hammers. The advantages of each of those forces can complement their shortcomings, it certainly makes Asmothia have to try harder. Once again, he raised his hand and summoned his magic power. Blue flames started burning around Asmothia's hand, creating energy circles that emitted a power more deadly than before. In an instant, he teleported before the fire troops carrying red hammers. Asmothia moved quickly, utilizing her speed and dexterity to dodge their attacks.
In the tension of the battle, Asmothia pondered in her mind, “ I repeated again the initial attack, but, this time should succeed “
The fire troop carrying the red-colored hammer charged furiously, swinging the hammer with devastating force. However, Asmothia shrewdly avoided the attack with an agile and nimble movement. With his hand coated in blue flames, he sent out a counterattack with high crushing power. Blue flames split through the air, hitting the red army with overwhelming force. However, the attack did not go smoothly. Troops carrying golden hammers teleport forward, trying to cope with the deadly attack from Asmothia. The hammer swung out rapidly, the fire and gold hammer attack clashed and created a shockwave that made the fire attack bounce back. Asmothia dodged the bouncing attack by leaping through the air, but the few attacks still scratched her body, leaving behind quite deep wounds. The wound was right on the right thigh, blood was flowing slowly. Without panic, the wound was healed using magic. After sustaining the injury, Asmothia did not retreat, she grew more focused and started to counterattack. With graceful and precise movements, he harnessed the power of his blue flame to crush the troops carrying the red and gold hammers. The fire wave with the highest temperature flowed through the air, the golden hammer was enforced to make protection. The flames were unaffected by the layer of protection, instead the blue flames split their hammers and melted the layer of flames that protected them.
Meanwhile, the fire troops carrying the blue and white hammers also did not remain silent. They harnessed their abilities and attempted to overcome the fire attack. The white hammer launched an attack that emitted a ray of light of destruction, while the blue hammer struck with a wave of ice that froze the surrounding air. Asmothia faced attacks from various directions. He dodged, spun, and moved at lightning speed, using his magic ability to deal with all attacks. The blue flame from his hand was used to burn the light ray attack, while the hot wind from the fire was against the freezing power of the ice attack. However, the two armies were not so easily defeated. They have excellent cooperation, white hammers are used to protect and recover while blue hammers resist fire and hot wind. Asmothia was forced to cast her powerful magic, “ O spirit of fire and spirit of wind, be as I wish and listen to my orders! “
Asmothia combines fire magic and wind magic to create a firestorm that devours everything around it. High temperature heat waves and strong wind whirlpools made them desperate. Meanwhile, the troops carrying white hammers remained silent in place, watching the fight with sharp gazes. When the heat wave and the whirlwind hit them, the white hammer was swung and Asmothia's attack burned the white flames until it became neutral. Although the white hammer army was extremely weak in body defense yet he was the strongest of the four forces, possessing the most deadly strength. Asmothia began to feel pressure and intimidation from the white hammer troops. Recognize that you need to act quickly. Asmothia added power to the fire spirit, causing the temperature in the stone desert to increase rapidly. The ground began to blacken, the stone also smoky in high temperatures. Morgan's body did not get injured due to the heat, because his power that was out of control made his protection as well. With twinkling eyes, Asmothia directed her attack towards the troops carrying the white hammer.
The battle between Asmothia and the four armies of fire took place with great intensity. Explosions, fire waves, and whirlwinds created scenes of chaos. Asmothia saw that the burning flames were starting to point towards the forest, she made a magic barrier to limit the war. With the magic barrier, the fight can be done without worrying. They attacked each other and held on, releasing a powerful magic power. The fight continued, draining their energy and strength. Time slowed down, and the atmosphere was filled with tension.
“ This power is only a shadow, but why is it this strong? If this were to be continued for longer, the power the user unleashed would be greater. Must be stopped “ murmured Asmothia.
The fierce battle between Asmothia and the four armies of fire carrying red, gold, blue, and white hammers still continued. Each side is pitting against each other for strength. The attack and defense continued to roll, creating flashes of light, explosive bangs, and chaos in the area. The troops carrying red, gold, blue, and white fire hammers also began to increase their strength. They worked together, launched successive attacks and created a strategy to overcome Asmothia. Their hammers swung with speed and strength exceeding before, each hammer emitting light according to its color. They combined their strength by fusing into an army that carried a white-colored hammer, instantly an aura that belonged to the equivalent of an ancestor. Asmothia began to feel doubt in her heart. He uttered in a low tone, "Impossible, no chance of winning "
The army raised its hammer, then with a heavy blow, struck it to the ground. A violent shockwave propagated on the ground and in the air, throwing down everything around it. Asmothia was also affected, bouncing backwards with a force that pushed her ten meters away. The pain radiated through his body, his strength was also drastically reduced. The hammer was again lifted, but this time it saw a magic circle forming around it. The ground shook violently, the wind blew fiercely. At high speed, the troops slid towards Asmothia, swinging the hammer using full force. Asmothia felt the limitations of her strength, unable to resist the ancestral strength that the army had. Without much choice, he closed his eyes, facing his destiny.
However, suddenly there was a resounding cry, "God's Command! Holy shield! " In an instant, a golden shield appeared in front of Asmothia. The shield was coated by golden writing that shone brightly. The holy aura from the shield healed Asmothia's wounds and restored her depleted strength.
