Reincarnated as the Demon King's Son-Novel

720  Chapter 720 Ending The Stampede

As Cleome spoke, she initiated a sequence of incantations, channeling the power of the cosmos into a potent spell. Dark and dense clouds gathered in the atmosphere, shrouding the planet in an eerie veil. Lightning crackled within the stormy expanse, a manifestation of Cleome's celestial prowess.

The world leaders and inhabitants of Astrion-9, observing the sudden transformation of their skies, were gripped by a mix of curiosity and trepidation. The once clear heavens now bore the mark of Cleome's spell, a foreboding sign of the impending celestial intervention.

"What is she doing?" a council member whispered, eyes fixed on the shifting clouds.

"I have no idea, but it's Celestial Platoon. Let us trust their abilities," another replied, echoing a sentiment of cautious optimism. The source of this content is ɴovel(F)ɪre - novelenglish.net . bin

As the clouds thickened, the monstrous stampede continued its destructive path across Astrion-9. The colossal beasts trampled over walls, houses, vehicles, and unfortunate humans caught in their merciless advance. The world plunged into chaos, and the planetary councils anxiously awaited the manifestation of Cleome's intervention.

Then, a thunderous rumble echoed through the sky, drowning the roars of the stampeding monsters. The dark clouds pulsed with energy as lightning bolts cascaded ferociously from the celestial canopy.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Powerful lightning struck rapidly towards the monsters all over the planet.

Each bolt was a manifestation of Cleome's power, directed with precision toward the colossal beasts wreaking havoc on the planet.

The lightning struck the monsters with unrelenting force, illuminating the chaotic landscape with bursts of blinding light. The creatures, once unstoppable, writhed and convulsed under the onslaught of celestial electricity. Cleome's lightning danced with calculated ferocity, targeting the beasts and delivering a divine retribution from above.

The people of Astrion-9, witnessing this celestial spectacle, were in awe.

The once overwhelming stampede now faced a force beyond the natural order – a force harnessed by Cleome, the emissary of the Celestial Platoon. The lightning storms continued, and one by one, the colossal monsters fell, vanquished by the celestial wrath unleashed upon them.

After a few hours of relentless celestial lightning, the tumultuous storm that Cleome had conjured began to subside. The once-vibrant sky, now scarred by the celestial intervention, gradually cleared, revealing the aftermath of the cosmic clash on the surface of Astrion-9.

The landscape, once marred by the stampede of colossal monsters, bore the scars of both the natural and supernatural forces that had clashed above. Charred remnants of monsters lay scattered across the desolate terrain, their once formidable frames reduced to smoldering husks. The ground, churned and scarred by the chaotic battle, told the tale of a struggle between primal might and celestial power.

Millions of monstrous corpses, now charcoaled and lifeless, created a surreal and eerie tableau across the vast expanse of Astrion-9. The air carried the lingering scent of ozone, a testament to the celestial energy that had coursed through the atmosphere during Cleome's intervention. The destruction was both awe-inspiring and terrifying, a cosmic power that had unfolded in the heavens and reverberated through the alien landscape.

THE surviving humans cautiously emerged from their hiding places. Their faces, etched with confusion and fear, bore witness to a world forever changed. They stepped into a realm that, moments ago, had been a battleground full of monsters.

The councils received reports about this and cannot believe their eyes when they were presented with pictures of the aftermath.

"All of the monsters died?"

"Every single last one of them. Even the ones underground and at the depth of the sea are killed."

"How is this even possible? This is not normal. Only gods can have this kind of power!"

"I have only seen this kind of tale in children storybook or the legends about the Emperor and his Holy Sons. Does that mean the Celestial Platoom have the same power as them?"

"You shut your mouth! Comparing mortals to our Emperor is herecy!"

"However the case, we need to show our gratitude to them," another world leader calm the situation.

The planetary councils, represented by holographic projections, appeared once again. Their faces, a mix of relief and awe, conveyed gratitude toward the celestial emissary. "Thank you for saving Astrion-9," one of the leaders expressed, the weight of gratitude evident in their voice.

Cleome simply nodded in acknowledgment. "We are at war with the demons. I don't want this stampede to hinder you to contribute to the war efforts."

"Of course. After we rebuild, we will surely contribute massively to the war."

"I will appreciate that, Cleome said. "I am leaving now. Good luck."

"Eh, you're going to leave just like that? What about paperworks and deals?"

"I trust you. I don't need to do that."

The councils were speechless, however, after seeing her power, none dared to cross their promises in the future.

"That one was just an emissary of the Celestial Platoon, then what about their leader? How powerful is he?"

Within the sleek spacecraft, Cleome reclined in her chamber, surrounded by the soft hum of advanced technology. The holographic star map danced before her, displaying the cosmic tapestry of the universe. Her gaze lingered on distant constellations and celestial wonders as the vessel sailed through the cosmic expanse.

As Cleome marveled at the cosmic ballet, a subtle beep resonated through the chamber. She raised an eyebrow, and with a gesture, initiated a communication link. Shinari's face materialized on the holographic display.

"Cleome, how did your training go?" Shinari inquired, her tone a curious mix of nonchalance and genuine interest.

Cleome, with a serene smile, responded, "It went well. Astrion-9 has been saved from the monster stampede. Now, I'm charting our course through the stars."

Shinari's eyes gleamed with a spark of intrigue. "Saved a planet, huh? That's quite the feat. Anything interesting in the star map?"

Cleome nodded, and the star map shifted to focus on a distant cluster of galaxies. "Endless possibilities, Shinari. There are worlds to explore, challenges to face. Each point of light holds a story waiting to unfold."

"I hope we can find something we can use for the war."

"You're not confident that the power you have now can contribute to the war?" Cleome asked.

"I know I am much more powerful than before, but I believe I can do more."

Cleome smiled. "You are the type that is never satisfied after all."

One might say she was ungrateful for what she had, but Cleome knew that Shinari was simply very ambitious and always held a higher standard for herself.

"I have an idea," Cleome said.

"What is it?"

"Why don't we visit one of the demon's worlds?"