I observe the incoming enemies with care as I prepare my sword in my metal glove.

My armor that covers every bit of space on my body clanks from the movement but not for long as I activate the stealth runes on it together with all the other high rank runes that cover all the inside of the armor.

The helm on my head suddenly ejects a stream of steam from the sides of my mouth and my vision got much clearer and many small info panels pop up in the corner of my sight.

The distance has been reduced to twenty meters.

I lower my center of gravity and dig my clawed metal boots into the ground to gain extra hold for the planed opening attack.

Ten meters.

Eight meters.

Five meters.

And bang!

I explosively swing my one-and-a-half-meter long blade at the enemies in a horizontal slash.

The sword hums with power and high concentration of magic enchantments as it suddenly elongates by two extra meters and cuts effortlessly through the four unfortunate victims.

They fall dead to the ground and I use the momentum of my sword to fulfill a 360 degree turn to cut the second wave also down.

Two rows of enemies down and a whole army to go.

I jump high up into the air and clench my gloved fist while injecting tons of mana to feed all the stupidly strong enchantments that I put on this freaking glove.

At the highest point of my jump I deactivate the weight reduction runes on my armor and vertically crash to the ground with the full weight of a god damn kingdom worth of resources that I used to craft this awesome armor.

A fifty-meter-deep, poisonous and burning crater formed in an instant and claimed around a three hundred lives.

The flames and the poison stay around for a while, so I reactivate the weight reduction runes on my armor and pump an extra load of mana into the speed boost runes on my boots.

A quick stomp to the ground and I crash into seven-meter-tall troll half a kilometer away.

He didn't take it well and gets torn to pieces and I continue to fly a distance more.

While in the air I randomly fire some lightning chain spells around and fry lots of things.

After nearly thirty seconds of flying I finally landed on the face of a giant lion like monster.

It didn't take it kindly of me laying on top of its face, so it roared.

It is really loud, so I once again deactivate the weight reduction runes.

Yeah, it isn't pretty to look at the remains of the monster once I reactivated the runes.

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Not getting any time to rest a shit ton of arrows covers the sky and rains down on my position.

I raise my hand and fire a large-scale force push at the incoming wave just as it was at its highest point.

All the arrows rain down on my surrounding whiteout coming even close to me.

A Warhammer appears before my face and threatens to send me flying again, I dig my clawed boots deep in to the earth under my feet and bend unnaturally far back.

With the Warhammer dodged I swing my sword to its owner which is a green ogre and cut a large wound on his chest.

You may have noticed that I don't play fair, so don't be to surprised by steaming, slowly rotting wound on the chest of the ogre.

I block a thine rapier that glows with cold blue light and twist my leg around to impale the attacker with my claws.

Sadly, I misjudged the endurance of the attacker and instead of impaling him I popped him like a balloon.

I happily ignoring the mess I caused and jump lightly tolet the hands that come out of the ground grip empty air.

A quick stab with my sword into the ground and the friend down there can enjoy being corroded away by highly painful poisonous acid.

My attention snaps to the left only to see a freaking fire ball the size of tank flying to me.

Then I look down and see that my feet's are frozen to the ground and large amount of suspiciously flammable liquid flowing out of the ground around me.

They really put a lot of work into this didn't they.

So I of course have to show their own work to them, right?

I focus on the back of the giant army and lock onto a small figure way behind the frontlines.

With the help of my awesome helmet I could see this figure which is a wealthy clothed woman with many accessors smiling at me and forming words with her mouth.

I grin under my helmet and construct the high-level spell called "Gate".

You most likely guessed the effect of spell already, so I watch as a portal opens between me and the fire ball.

On the other side of the portal a horrified woman stares at my covered face and shivers out of fear.

I raise my gloved hand and salute to her before turning the entrance of the portal around and letting the tank sized fire ball through.

After the fire ball passed through the portal I close it and create a small earthquake with the an earth spell.

Once again free I sprint at the next best enemy and punch him into the guts just hard enough to send him flying without piercing my hand through his stomach.

He flies a while and then explodes in a fire ball thanks to the explosion rune imprinted on him.

I duck down and evade a sword slash that came form behind my back.

A good placed elbow and the problem is solved if the pained scream counts as an indication.

Then I roll to the side and dodge the spear piercing the ground just where I was a moment ago.

The attack is surprisingly a high elve and wears bright green clothes.

He performs some fancy tricks with his spear that should intimidate me but they really just entertain me because there are so many openings in his performance.

Just like this one.

I flash before him in a short burst of speed and pierce my blade into his heart through his spinning spear.

With his heart pierced he tries to say some last word but I'm not interested in this kind of romantic last moments, so I activate the flame enchantment and burn him to ashes.

Finished with this foe I jump into a large heap of cannon-fooder a distance away and start cutting them down like weeds.

Engulfed in blood of a few hundred nobodies I oversaw the fast-incoming steel ball on a chain and the blasted thing hit me right in the head.

Catapulted away by the impact I feel dizzy and slightly disoriented.

Okay the last one was a lie because I already got lost after me accidentally killing that troll.

I watch how the ground speeds by and decide that it was far enough.

With the decision made I spin around my body and dig land with my feet on the ground.

I continue for a god ten seconds sliding on the ground with my claws deep in the earth to stop my advance.

Standing still again look in the direction from where the blasted steel ball came.

There I see a red ogre with the damn weapon running to me.

So you like round thing, right?

In my hand a small black dot appears and slowly grows bigger.

Once it is the size of a tennis ball I reach back with my arm and throw it with full power into the ugly face of the red ogre.

A short BANG! And then silence.

Instead of an upper body the red ogre now only has a large space of air to show.

Of course, the guys in front and behind the ogre are also rather incomplete with large amount of body parts missing.

Satisfied with the result I return to the core of the army and start to massacre a clean line through everything that comes before me.