Suddenly the ground began to shake... the mountain too and an incessant noise of engines and tracks was heard.

Kabal shouted into Waspy's terminal that she should follow his instructions... yet she never did...

Star also started to move, and all the drones and soldiers started to move.

In the sky, we could hear the roar of jet engines and points of light illuminated the sky, between the holes in the clouds...

Packages of missiles were launched.

Unmanned planes, automatic bombers and a huge column of tanks, and Kobolds and dwarf troops were heading east...towards the Elven capital.

Waspy arrived in the temple and shouted: "Hans has gone mad... he's marching alone on the capital!

Fighters flew low over the Village and to the east, one could see lights reflecting on the horizon.

From time to time flashes of light were seen....

Meanwhile, King Phileas had taken refuge in the dungeon near the altar of Tyrant.

But it was a command screen.

An image appeared and then a hologram showing an elf with wings.

The castle was lined with beautiful elven turrets and waterfalls fell behind. But at night, there were only lamps here and there, and some houses had magical lighting. But during my attack, everyone had turned off candles, fireplaces and light sources,

Only the troops had gathered and the mages had cast several light spells to allow the terrible ballistas to target the infernal creature, that is to say me.

I had the rage and I knew that my strength was increased tenfold. I wanted to hurt the elves and hit them so hard that they couldn't get up, at least not as an empire. But Cabal had talked me out of it.

I was going to lose Kate and I had to end this war so that we could live again as before... even if it meant that she would hate me for years, but we would have eternity to rebuild everything...

But I didn't have Enka's wisdom or foresight.

Kate avoided the subject, she was terrified just by the very nature of mother. She saw her as the final boss, the destroyer, the end of everything, the devil and death incarnate.

I saw her as a mother, a goddess and the true primordial deity. Moreover, I was in her image, like in the Bible...

I felt her strength in me and I was her avenging arm...I was a destroyer.

In front of me were the high walls of the imperial city of Kalimdor, built on the ruins of the ancient Salt Lake City

The great lake was still there, but different, like a single inland sea, the vegetation being lush this time. Was it due to magic? Probably... To climate change and the absence of humans? certainly.

But, at the base of the ramparts, thousands of elves in armor...

They must have been warned...

It was a trap...

Then it would be a battle of endurance.

Behind me, supersonic arrows... Missiles, good old tomahawks rained down on the ramparts but unfortunately for me, not on the troops.

Yes, dozens of elves died from the shrapnel and debris of the explosions but...

Ah... well, the bombers...

It was all nonsense!

I shouted into my transmitter: "Kabal, are you squinting or what??? you're bombing the moat!!!"

It seemed that he was doing it on purpose.

The 20,000 soldiers started to march.

I grew taller and became a hydra at a height of 100 meters.

GRRRRRR

cast spell: "Barriers of reinforced blades"

And suddenly the ground began to be cut by swords of a dozen meters that surrounded me like the petals of a flower.

The beam was 100 meters long and forbade any hand-to-hand combat or a potential hero jumping on me and trying to cut one of the 8 heads.

I had, like Tiamat, a head looking backwards and specialized in the astral and ether, to warn me of an invisible or subtle danger.

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Eventually the tanks arrived and it was a massacre.

But the elves had magic shields and the non-rune bullets bounced off them.

So I threw "gravity inversion: 100 meters".

And suddenly, horses, swords and various equipment, everything fell towards the sky.

The unfortunate ones made a dive to the clouds.

1000 dead at once!

Other missiles arrived and blew up the first ramparts.

The flying drones were strafing relentlessly, but the ammunition was running out.

Then the laser tanks went on a rampage.

The shields could not stop the intense radiation. And so another 1000 elves were blown to bits. 2,000 lost their sight.

The ballistas fired. The first burst was to settle the shot, but the second hit.

I felt the sting of large needles on my neck and immediately cast a spell of reinforced shield and then steel scales.

Arrows and crossbow bolts fell by the thousands and I advanced toward the crowd.

They drew their swords but the barrier of blades advanced with me.

Only 1% of those in contact could escape.

It was like grass against a lawnmower.

Then came the griffins and other creatures, but they attacked the tanks and the Kobolds, running out of ammunition and afraid of being surrounded, fled to my back...

I loved them all... better than the humans...

They were good and loyal servants, almost friends...

The automatic tanks that ran out of ammunition were shot at by the others to prevent the elves from climbing on them and pouring flaming pitch on them. The ancestor of the Molotov cocktail.

My troops were retreating. Giant griffins and eagles pelted the drones with rocks, which broke or damaged their armor.

There were still 12,000 elite soldiers and their flying force.

I had overestimated my strength and kept the few nukes in reserve.

Kabal: "Master, we have used up all our ammunition... there is only the defense reserve left..."

DAMN!!!

I had a few small wounds and burns but I wanted to finish it. I was so close...

Meanwhile, on the control console, the humans were monitoring the progress of the battle with their spy satellite and my satellite.

KAbal ordered the opening of "The Iris" and a kind of diaphragm was set up and thousands of small diamonds refracted the sunlight to concentrate it in a unique crystal. A miniature celestial sword, a sort of powerful cutting laser.

It swiveled and pointed at the dungeon

Kabal: "Target locked...

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Nothing.

The communication was cut...

On the radar, the flying saucer had fired a "spike" towards the satellite and had pulverized it...

Tyrant was moving!

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A squadron was heading towards the earth

A squadron was heading towards the earth. Shuttles by the hundreds were leaving the flagship saucer.

"KSS KSSS" came the screen in the village command center. I also had an image on my transmitter, but I was too busy dodging the projectiles and disintegrator beams that the elven archmages were throwing at me...

A bald man appeared on the screen

Mondeville: "YURI!!!"

"Hello Madam Chancellor, General Mondeville and our dear Captain Bello....

Behind him, with his hand resting on the back of his seat, a cup of wine in the other hand, was a gray-skinned elf and behind him were hooded men like those of the Ku klux Klan but with yellow and black hoods.

The decoration resembled a Roman or Greek temple but in an ancient style and with a mixture of alien technologies.

Art and science were one and the same here.

Let me introduce you to Admiral Minos, our new friend... He particularly admired my work: the dominator..."

General Mondeville : "Another one of your tricks???"

Yuri: "Not tricks, but a real psychic machine. You see, our friends are very, very strong in magic and science, but in psychology and psychic weapons they are nowhere and they have been...how shall we say...very cooperative! They even speak Russian!!!

With my facilities, there will be no more will, no consciousness of my own but only my will. HAHAHAHA. HAHAHAHAA???"

Bello looked at Mondeville: "This is the end..."

Yuri: "But no.. it's just the beginning.... So, your saviours???? take a look at the show"

I was seen to be swollen with electricity, cold, fire and poison. And suddenly there was a deluge of fire, absolute cold, lightning

Flesh exploded, was torn apart, pulverized and hundreds and hundreds of soldiers fell.

A rain of fireballs crashed into my shields, but I kept moving forward, crushing, tipping and twisting the constructions that gave way under my weight.

My tail whipped and reaped like death.

Abominations were hurled at me but the beholders were crushed like oranges under the weight of a car wheel.

Half the city was a smoldering inferno.

And then one of my heads exploded.

The pain was scathing

A space shuttle had fired a torpedo at me.

I strengthened my shield and fortunately more kinetic projectiles hit me.

Then I threw lightning bolts, but the saucers resisted.

From my inventory I took out a runic cannon, which looked like a rifle with a stock designed for me.

I aimed and the saucer was broken in two.

My attention was taken to the new danger and my heads aimed at each saucer. Magic missiles were launched and several saucers were shot down.

The elves had a new courage and took advantage of the end of my blade barrier to attack me.

I started to get wounds on wounds and the pain intensified.

I had to step back.

My rage intensified and suddenly the light went out and the saucers fell.

I had cast a temporary anti-magic spell and then a scary black monster came out of my mouth. A death spell...

A small black sphere appeared in front of me and came slowly towards the center of the city.

Time seemed to stand still.

Then, everything started to swirl like water from a bathtub whose cap was removed...

It was a mini black hole... My ultimate attack.

Everyone froze.

Even Yuri had stopped laughing at the screen.

The dust rose up and then it was a huge whirlpool and .... mostly converged on the center.

Lightning and electrostatic discharges indicated the monstrosity of this phenomenon. Everything was being torn away, compacted, torn apart. The beams and stones seemed to dance before "falling" towards a particularity, an all black point.

Then everything stopped.

the dust settled and... after that, there was nothing left....

The superivorous troops at my feet fled and scattered.

Tyrant too had stalked off to save his troops... but there was nothing left to save... at least in this region....The empire had faltered. The capital was no more.

But the shuttles redoubled and I had to rush to the ground, digging at full speed, even running.

I was safe, bloody, pissing blood everywhere but I was victorious.

I had won my battle but maybe lost the war.