Electus - Chapter 460

Flying across the Kingdom, the King felt shocked for a second after he grasped a glance of the snow arising from the ground in 3 straight parallel lines, a few meters away from each other.

Thinking it through, this can only mean that the second breed of mutated Chickens beat him to it.

They’re already made it behind the Castle a.k.a where the battle is, and are clawing the ground through a 400 meter distance to devour the Demons.

At least it looks like the Clawed Demons are 400 meters away, he can only see a lot of dots… more like a small dark mist awfully visible above the snow.

This is a good brake, because it means that the Demons are far away and they are small in number. Bonus side, the Chickens will get a bit more training.

Landing above the stone, crack encrusted walls, about 20 meters to his left he saw the first ever breed of mutated Chickens flying into battle.

Of course we are talking about the 3 foot tall badass Chickens who like to rip Demonic Heads off and bring them back in exchange for pettings or cheers.

Running towards Arem, elbowing a few Guards out of the way. The King shouted, “The two breeds will slaughter each other, why did you let them go into battle?”

Calmer, although his eyes widened once hearing that possibility, Arem answered. “I doubt that Chickens with super speed could be harmed by the first breed.”

“Blood!” One Guard shouted, acknowledging the rest about the success.

A second later, snow once more arose from the ground in 3 parallel lines. One can only grasp such a scene for a few seconds, because it just looks like a dot torturing snow.

“Puk puk pak puk puk.” The small little bundle of Chickens gave a sound behind the two debaters.

“Lady puk puk!” Arem slightly shouted, feeling a bliss as he raised his arms up trying to congratulate.

Remarkable, gazing upon them feeling staggered, King Michael mouthed. “They really do work fast.”

“Puk puk.” Cassandra replied, dropping down a Demonic hind foot she held with her beak.

As Arem Congratulated all of them, King Michael stood firm a foot behind him, glad that these lady Chickens aren’t shooting snot acid at him.

“There she goes.” Another Guard pointed afar, moving his arm towards where the Chicken is flying. “She grabbed a Demon.”

Pushing his hands against the walls, leaning over. King Michael babbled. “Didn’t the first breed kill them all?”

Protecting the ladies he built a bond with, Arem coughed. “Doesn’t matter, I think there were 40 enemies in total. What the Chickens can’t kill, we will.”

Pitching a different idea, Michael cited. “Or we can send Eric over there.”

…

The situation was easily tamed, it was a minor wave of Demons and it didn’t even require a Fire Blaster’s attention as the large Chickens just toyed around with the enemy Demons.

No wave showed it’s ugly head for an hour, nearly two. But as if to make everyone’s shift a little less boring again, a creature arose that Mogranius would love to see again.

Sadly, he is asleep now because of holding a 12 hour shift before. His contribute is astounding, over the line and suicidal in some points. Aspirational.

However, 300 meters away from the Kingdom’s rear walls, a Bear popped out of the sea and started slapping his claws around like some motherf.u.c.ker.

Spinning around a little bit, stomping its claws harsher against the ground until it found Gaster Kingdom.

A loud, ear piercing howl echoed from its wide mouth. Strong, the stone wall even shook a tad bit. Minor vibrations massaging everyone’s swollen feet.

The howl did not last long, but a bigger disaster did not fail to follow. Thankfully the Castle did not collapse because of that shout but half a minute later, hundreds of Demons puked out of the ocean.

Not waiting for the Whale Bear to shout once more and call its horrible friends into battle, King Michael hollered a 10 foot wide Fireball from his palm, with a 7 foot long tail following it.

The Whale is too far away, but is standing out like a zit from the rest of the rest of the Demons considering it’s 10 meter tall height.

Taking a handful of seconds to cover the 300 meter field, his Fireball finally reached the massive enemy’s radius.

Not a direct hit, but it can’t be said that damage hasn’t been done. The Whale Bear’s left upper claw along with a good foot of its shoulder got blown off.

Blood exploded, showering the wounds and the Whale Bear echoed once more but no more of its friends came to aid.

Still doesn’t rule out the fact that 500-700 Demons have just arose from the ocean thanks to that first holler.

Beneath the Fireball once King Michael threw it tad earlier, ran the second breed of mutated Chickens to grant their contribute in this battle.

Their contribution escaped mostly unnoticed as the Fireball took most of the attention, but these blessed little dangerous Chickens ripped through flesh.

Blowing around snot acid has become a bit more common in between this battle now, as the masses are harsher to tame its tides.

Most importantly, they are avoiding every swing and or bite thanks to the sole fact that the Demons are failing to understand what’s attacking them.

These lady Chickens are so precise with their work, they don’t even risk the slightest cut upon their selves.

It would make one think they have time to pick where to dash and who to cut, mid battle. Which points out towards another fact that they are smarter than the average animal.

Half a minute later, the small Chickens returned behind the walls. They haven’t massacred 500-700 Demons of course, that would be impossible even for them.

But instead, chances are they’ve gotten tired. Being that invincible in battle perhaps comes with a set back, a limiter.

In this case, Stamina. These Chickens have been mutated into owning one of the eight main powers, it isn’t a puzzle that it came with stamina too.

The 3 foot tall, larger Chickens however. Are ripping through spines, lifting demonic bodies up and dropping them one over the other.

Considering that getting ripped apart by one of these Chickens is a firm possibility, King Michael still shouted at Eric. “Let’s get into battle.”

As if being told to get away from battle, the large Chickens flew away from battle once noticing Fire blowing across the sky.

The Whale Bear is not yet dead, although it’s arm socket has been blown off and painted with layer after layer of blood.

With the Clawed Demons 200 meters close to Gaster Kingdom now, and with the two Fire Controllers meters away from submerging into battle, a 6 foot wide Fireball blew from Eric’s hand.

Torturing the sky, illuminating the way for every Demon underneath, his short tailed Fireball hit the running Whale Bear right near the chest, almost in the middle.

Hitting its chest, burning skin along with bits of its internal organs too and breaking 3 bones of its ribcage, cracking 5 more.

A good hit, the mutated Whale dropped over the other Demons and considering it’s 10 meter tall size, it crushed at least a gaggle of Clawed Demons.

Getting down and unleashing an atomic Fireball now is a pale attempt as the chances of being pounced are much higher.

It would take a lot of Stamina and barely wipe out half of the enemies so instead King Michael joined palms together, waved them in front like a butterfly and started blasting three Fireballs at once.

Eric, just blew as many Fireballs as fast as he can. These Demons can run twice as fast as a Human, them covering a 300 meter long field is a matter of half a minute.

Trying to hold them back, slow them down and hopefully disorientate them. King Michael took the liberty of unleashing a 15 foot tall wall of Fire!

Awfully powerful, seems that way right? No. It can cover more bodies, more Clawed Demons but it has no chance to burn any enemy alive.

This is what we can call, a Blank Fireball. It doesn’t burn but the sole fact that it can be expanded wider than an average fireball, makes it helpful in this situation.

Locking his fingers, the only reason why these Fire walls will take more Stamina is because his feet aren’t connected to the ground.

With his 4th Fire wall blown by now, he noticed a shift in the mindless running between these Demonic cunts.

Blown agaisnt the ground, Demons victim under the Fire Wall either got stepped over and Clawed by their own or slowed down their kind down as well.

With a few more seconds bought for battle contribution, King Michael started blowing bigger hotter Fireballs to tame the masses.

Eric of course did not fail to progress, mimicking the King he started shooting at the biggest bundles as of course these Demons won’t stay all in one place.

Catching a glimpse of the Kingdom, he saw the Goblin Demon Platoon stomping the snow, fearlessly willing to take on this large Demonic Army.