Ascension of the Nephilim

Deep in the barren wasteland, where the armies of the Brimstone beasts emerged, was a tall man with the appearance that looked like a young Histerion.

His heart was a red core that continued to ripple out a strange heat. He stood and led an army of Brimstone Beast of all forms.

These past four days were full of attacks and ambushes that slew numerous patrols in his armies.

The elves had suddenly acquired a means to fight back, and the general of the Brimstone Army decided to move back.

"It seems the Nephilim is quite capable." The man that looked like Histerion smiled.

"A pity that my manifestation can only do so much. It seems my Brimstone Clones will have a lot of fun for a while."

The army he led was prepared to kill the creatures far to the East. However, the defenses of the Midlands were strong, and it took several Brimstone Generals to prepare.

But the arrival of the Nephilim delayed the war. Histerion's power took over and began to take control over the Brimstone General, which now took his form.

A massive army prepared to wage war on the tall trees. A few thousand winged beasts flew to the skies.

A mighty army numbering hundreds of thousands of Brimstone beasts marched towards the massive tree. The entire land before the World Wood Tree looked like a tide of moving Brimstone!

Siege Cultivators as strong as Champions also moved, and numerous beasts with Commander-level strength caused the ground to quake.

Giants that were even taller than the creatures that Listrel and Lea faced marched on the ground.

It was a massive force that faced nearly thirty thousand elves, many of which couldn't even fight!

Kyros glanced at the approaching army. The Time Acceleration had stopped, and many of the elves were already positioned at the very top of the tree.

The return of their Force meant that they could take advantage of their height to shoot down accurately.

Even the Brimstone Beast that could fly could not reach the great heights with their Brimstone composition.

"This is it..." Lea watched from the great heights as the forces marched near.

"Can we do this?" Aubrey saw the forces they would face and could not help but worry.

"Hmmm... Things just got a little more complicated." Kyros frowned as he could see the figure of a man in the distance.

The man flew up and shouted with all his might.

"Nephilim Kyros! It seems you have done well in this world!" The loud shout of Histerion could be heard.

Many heard it but could not understand the language.

"He is speaking in the language of the gods!" Aubrey was shocked.

"Calm down, Vegeta. Well, yeah. First Word. The first language. So you're not wrong in saying that." Kyros nodded.

"What is he saying?" Listrel asked.

"Oh, you know. World domination, wanting to kill us. Give me a sec. I think I can chat with him."

Kyros used his Force energy and used one of the horns of the elves that could create a booming sound.

"God Histerion. It's a pleasure to see you here. I can't believe that you would be my enemy! I suppose there is no other way to talk myself out of this?" Kyros answered back in First Word.

"Apologies, Nephilim. This is the world doomed to burn. You were sent in here. So we will naturally fight."

"So I have to face you, Histerion? Wouldn't that be unfair? You are already burning this scroll, and now you must appear like this, and I have to fight you?"

"I wouldn't say that you are facing 'me' as in the god of history, my dear boy. This entire world is doomed to brimstone. I am not the same being that you saw. I do have incarnations here, but I'm not a god. I do not have the power of Fate and Destiny. This world is doomed to be purged, and I am merely the will that wants it done. So, such powers such as Fate or Destiny to manipulate events to your advantage or disadvantage do not exist here. I'll be a mere cultivator, just like you. I only carry the will to purge, and that's it! I couldn't even compare to a Cardinal in terms of strength."

"Just like me, huh? Liar. You are talking of a Cardinal on your standards. Which is what? Like a Crown going by the standards of the Midlands?"

"I've seen you already surpassing the Cardinal standards of the Lowlands. So why not?" Histerion chuckled.

"Are you also manipulating the wars all over this Planesworld?"

"No. I was just summoned here as I sensed your threat. Brimstone Beast Generals indeed control the other places, but they are mindless beasts that only take the war instincts of whoever they were before."

"Oh? So I threaten the balance of your purging?"

"Yes. I can feel it. You hold numerous Codes. You could even stop the purging within the Planeworld."

"Why are you telling me all this? Such information is critical. Don't you wish to kill me?"

"Oh, no. I'm neutral in this battle of Beginning and End. I record history even if it means that history will end. As for this battle, I have to stop you from preserving the Planesworld. I am a manifestation of the desire to burn this entire world, and that's it. But if you defeat me and manage to do so, I won't actively try to kill you and send more incarnations from across the galaxies. They have their places and will only go here when finished."

"Ah. That's good to know. In short, I'll face these incarnations of you, but if I win, I'd have more peace." Kyros smiled.

"Correct. And killing an incarnation of my will drains a bit of my power. So unless you stay here for so long, you could live a rather peaceful life."

"Good to know."

"Well, Nephilim. Let's start this fun battle."

"Sure!" Kyros smiled back as the Brimstone Beasts began to roar as they prepared to charge.

Their roar rose to the heavens, and it quaked fear into the hearts of the elves.

Histerion transformed into a Brimstone Beast and moved back to take command of the horde.

"What did you two talk about?" Listrel asked.

"I'll explain later. But basically, we won't be fighting the God, Histerion but a weak incarnation of it. So that's the good news."

"Fighting an incarnation of a god that is stronger than the gods and fallen that Lea and I worship is good news?" Listrel frowned.

"Yes. It's less frightening than it sounds. But we have an army numbering a few hundred thousand. This will be quite a battle. Anyway, I need to bolster our morale."

"Good luck with that. The roars of the hundred thousands of Brimstone beasts are turning our men into cowards!"

"We'll see about that. I still have, Motivational Speaker job! And I have the perfect speech!" Kyros smiled.

"Please be the speech at the Black Gate! Please be the speech at the Black Gate!" Calaminus hoped as he recalled the scene from his favorite Trilogy movie that is the one trilogy to rule them all.

"Sons of the Planesworld! Son of the World Wood Tree! My brothers and sisters! I see in your eyes the same fear that would take the heart of me!" Kyros declared.

"Errrmagaaahhhddd!" The Time Core of Calaminus quivered with excitement as he recognized the altered form of the speech.

"A day may come when the courage of elves fails, when we shall burn and be purged by the flaming hells of these Brimstone Beast and all memory of life fade, but it is not this day!"

"He said the words!" Calaminus cheered.

"An hour of sulfur and burned bows when the age of elves comes crashing down, but it is not this day!"

The hopes of the elves listening were slowly rising up.

"This day, we fight! By all that you hold dear good on this world, I bid you stand, Elves of the West!"

The power of Motivational Speaker erupted, and the elves' courage returned as they roared.

"Oh my god! We are in the west! We are in the west part of the Planesworld! That was so amazing!" Calaminus cried.

"Aren't you a god? Why are you saying, 'oh my god?'" Lea asked.

The elves cried out with courage as they pulled their bows to full circle and waited for the orders.

The hundreds of thousands of Brimstone beasts began their charge.

"These beasts fancy themselves as devils and kings of the fiery furnace that has doomed this world! But Elves of the West! Let's show them a world of hurt!" Kyros ordered.

The archers at the top of the tree began to release their arrows and it rained down on the Brimstone Beasts below.

The arrows flew, and each arrow had a unique weighted point, as well as an aerodynamic design that allowed it to fly smoothly and had a design that allowed it to cross a great distance and not veer off greatly from the target.

Histerion was stunned as he saw the arrows fly through the sky and cross the great distance.