ALL NOVEL Chapter 4: Battle of Carne, part two (12)
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Gazef looked around. He was no longer on the battle field. His men surrounded him, piled up in groaning piles. He then suddenly remembered the doll that had been given to him as a parting gift by Lady Momonga.
He reached into his pocket and to retrieve it, only to see it vanish into dust in his hands. He smiled at that, thinking back to the words that had echoed in his head only moments before.
“Looks like it’s time to switch,” she had said. It was truly strange to hear someone in your own head. What was stranger still was that he was pretty sure that had been the, “message,” spell. He was slightly surprised that she had used it, as it had a pretty bad reputation, but then again, she was a rather powerful magic caster.
He then looked up, wondering where he had been transported to. His gaze met that of the Village chief. He opened his mouth to ask what had happened, not to learned why, but to confirm if his idea was true.
“Village chief, May I ask where we are, and where is Lady Momonga?” he asked.
The village chief simply shook his head and answered to the best of his abilities. He hadn’t come to the same conclusion as Gazef had, on account of the fact that he hadn’t heard Momonga’s voice in his head that it was time to switch.
“I don’t know My Lord. One second, lady Momonga was standing there, the next she was gone with you and your men in her and her butler’s place,” he explained, but then realized that he hadn’t answered the first question, “oh, and this is the safest storeroom in the village at the moment.”
Gazef nodded at that, this was going to be an even longer day than he thought. He took a deep breath and sighed. Then he walked over to check on his men. Had he mentioned that it was going to be a rather long night?
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Nigun looked at the woman in front of him that had replaced Gazef Stronoff. He was the man he was supposed to kill. The man, whose death would collapse the Re-Estize Kingdom, was gone. He sighed internally. He would have to find him later. But that would have to wait for now.
Right now, he needed to kill this woman in front of him. Said killing was probably as easy as it was said to do, if that line made any sense. She was seemingly unperturbed by the fact that she was surrounded by angels.
Now that he had a good look at her, her looks shocked him. Her face barely moved, her hair was perfectly done up, and her posture was that of a godkin. Also, her beauty was nothing to scoff at either, but that was getting ahead of himself. He needed to end her so he could search for Gazef.
“Hello there, I’m Momonga. I was wondering what you were talking about when you were speaking with the Chief Warrior. After all, those people in that village there are under my protection, it would be a shame that I would have to bring yet even more death to this place to protect them,” she said casually, as if she didn’t just disrespect the entire Sunlight Scripture.
Nigun scowled at that. How dare she insinuate that she could handle her own, on her own, against he and his men. As he watched, she gestured with her hand for him to continue mockingly, or seriously. He actually couldn’t tell if she was serious with that line, or if she was mocking him.
“Fine I’ll humor you. My name is Nigun Grid Luin. You better remember that when you die,” he spoke with vitriol and callousness.
He then decided to end this right away, after all, she seemed dangerous, she had mocked him and his men, and she was probably a fifth-tier magic caster. That was rather dangerous outright.
But something in the back of his mind told him that he needed to run. That this person, no, being of utter destruction and death, could kill him with a thought. It sent a slight shiver up his spine. Then, he composed himself. It was unsightly to act weak in front of his men.
“Men, send in your angels. Kill this foolish girl,” he ordered.
Then, she spoke to the man behind her. A man that Nigun had not really paid any attention to. The man himself backed up, and walked away from the battle. The woman held up one of her hands and spoke in a voice and tone befitting the second seat of the Black scripture, or the very gods themselves.
“Negative burst,” she simply said, yet her voice carried all around.
A bubble of negative energy radiated out from the woman known as Momonga. When it reached the angels darting for her, they vanished, nothing remained. The scene was so shocking, that Nigun stumbled back a bit.
His men then began to send out any and all spells that they thought would work. They didn’t. she simply stood there, with a slightly contemplative look on her face. She seemed rather confused by something for the smallest of moments, then she went back to simply being inquisitive.
“Is that all you have? Is this really all that you people have?” she asked with genuine confusion and surprise.
Then, Nigun remembered his summon. He called it out, hoping for it to slay this monster of a woman. His hopes raised he verbally spoke, so as to give hope to his own men.
“Principality observation, slay this monster!” he called out, and it responded to him by floating to the pale woman.
It struck down with its mace, a loud bang echoed out across the planes where they fought. He couldn’t believe his eyes, Momonga was holding back the mace with one hand. With the other, she put a hand to her mouth and yawned into it.
“Hwah, I’m so tired all of a sudden. Let’s finish this fight, “Hell flame,” she invoked a spell that Nigun had only heard of in fairytales.
A little black flame appeared at the tip of her finger as she reached out with said finger. The flame left her hand at a leisurely pace and tapped the angel. Then it erupted into flames.
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Momonga was getting rather tired in the mental sense. These random fools that undoability wanted to kill everyone in the village she saved had shown up. She had figured out that these people had come from the Slaine Theocracy, mainly because they used angels as summons.
They had probably just pretended to wear the armor of the empire to through off any would-be detectives. She yawned once more as the men that she was, “fighting,” stopped throwing spells at her.
She had put away her weapons. The only reason why was because she didn’t want to reveal anything about herself yet. Of course, her armor did so, but not to the same effect as her own weapons. The author totally didn’t forget that she was using weapons when he wrote this, nope.
Her armor would also make her safer against magic though, as it blocked anything of the seventh tier and below from getting to her. It really was a good set of armor. Though, she thought that these mages would react more to it.
“We’ll summon the highest-level angel!” shouted the little leader of this group.
Now she was on high alert. He then pulled out a summoning crystal. Her senses were tabbed up to the maximum. She then called out to Sebas; he would have to take the brunt of the hit if this was actually the highest-level angel.
“Sebas, get in front of me. If it turns out to actually be the highest-level angel, then you’ll have to take the hit,” she explained in a rather tense tone.
He simply nodded his head and took a place in front of her. However, when next the man who opposed them spoke, he said a name that made all that tension go away.
“I call upon you! Dominion Authority!” he said, “Smite this heretic!”
As the Angel of the seventh tier was summoned, its wings and rings the orbited around it glowed with light. The staff that it held in its hands glowed, then shattered. The parts coalesced into a ring of light that was sent into the sky, then hit her.
The pillar of light towered over the battlefield. All Nigun could see though, and hear as well, was her sigh. He stumbled back, utterly bamboozled. He didn’t know how to react, after all, she wasn’t in any way that he had thought would happen.
“I can’t believe I got prepared for this. Like, actually, is this supposed to hurt? My… never mind,” she began to elaborate, but stopped.
She then raised her hand, and ended the fight. It was a rather taxing spell, but one of her favorites. It would get an even better reaction from them, and that thought made her giggle like a schoolgirl in her mind.
“Black Hole,” she intoned.
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