Cosmic Ruler - Chapter 429

Chapter 429: War II

The general roared in fury, retaliating with a burst of Abyssal energy that forced Aiden to retreat. “Impressive… but you’ll regret that.”

The general’s power surged, and his halberd began to glow with dark energy. The battlefield around him warped, the air thickening with a palpable sense of dread. Aiden narrowed his eyes, his Spirit Sense warning him of the attack’s magnitude.

“Rick! Myne! Brace yourselves!” Aiden called out.

The general raised his halberd high, the energy building to a peak before he slammed it into the ground. A massive wave of destruction erupted, a tidal force of dark energy spreading outward. Aiden planted his feet firmly, raising his sword and channeling his power into a protective barrier.

The battlefield was a chaotic storm of clashing energies, explosions, and the echoes of war cries. The air was thick with the scent of blood and the acrid tang of scorched earth, as Aiden and his forces stood against the overwhelming might of the Abyssal army. His sword glowed with golden light, its aura radiating waves of power as he fought alongside his companions.

Rick shouted orders from behind the frontlines, coordinating the resistance’s movements with strategic precision. His calm demeanor served as a beacon of hope amid the chaos. “Pull back the left flank and lure them into the choke point! We can cut them off there!”

Myne, darting through the fray like a shadow, used her shadowmancy to disarm enemies and trap them in tendrils of darkness. Her twin daggers flashed with deadly precision, each strike claiming another Abyssal soldier. “They’re pushing hard! We need reinforcements on the south side!” she called out, her voice unwavering despite the urgency.

Aiden was in the thick of the battle, his golden sword cleaving through foes with an unmatched ferocity. His strikes carried the weight of his determination, each swing a testament to his resolve to protect the future. His Spirit Sense allowed him to read the battlefield with uncanny clarity, compensating for his lack of vision.

A massive Abyssal beast, its body covered in jagged black scales and pulsating with dark energy, charged toward him. Its roar shook the ground as it swung a massive claw at Aiden. He sidestepped the blow with incredible agility and retaliated with a devastating upward slash, severing the beast’s arm. The creature howled in pain, but before it could recover, Aiden thrust his sword forward, piercing its core. The beast disintegrated into a cloud of dark energy.

“Focus fire on their summoners!” Rick shouted, noticing a cluster of Abyssal mages chanting ominously on the hill. Their ritual was summoning reinforcements directly from the Abyss.

Myne teleported to Aiden’s side, her eyes glinting with mischief. “Think you can handle those mages, or do you need me to babysit you?”

Aiden smirked, the adrenaline of battle fueling his confidence. “Let’s see who gets there first.”

The two darted toward the hill, cutting through enemies as if they were leaves in a storm. Myne’s shadows incapacitated foes, leaving them vulnerable for Aiden to dispatch with a single strike. The synergy between them was seamless, each movement complementing the other.

As they neared the hill, the Abyssal mages unleashed a barrage of dark spells. Bolts of black energy streaked toward them, but Aiden raised his sword, channeling a protective barrier of golden light. The spells dissipated upon impact, unable to penetrate his defense.

Myne seized the opportunity, teleporting behind the mages. With a flick of her wrist, shadowy tendrils erupted from the ground, ensnaring the mages and interrupting their ritual. Aiden leapt into the fray, his sword glowing brighter as he unleashed a devastating attack. “Celestial Rend!” he roared, the golden energy from his sword erupting in a wave that obliterated the mages and their summoning circle.

The tide of the battle began to turn. With the mages eliminated, the Abyssal army lost its coordination, their movements becoming chaotic and disorganized. Rick capitalized on the moment, rallying the resistance forces for a counteroffensive.

“Push forward! Don’t let them regroup!” he commanded, his voice cutting through the noise of battle like a blade.

Aiden and Myne rejoined the main force, their presence reigniting the morale of their comrades. The resistance fought with renewed vigor, driving the Abyssal forces back inch by inch.

Just as victory seemed within reach, a chilling presence washed over the battlefield. The air grew heavy, and a figure emerged from the shadows—a towering Abyssal general clad in dark armor, his crimson eyes glowing with malice. He carried a massive halberd that crackled with Abyssal energy.

“So, you’re the one causing all this trouble,” the general said, his voice a low growl. His gaze locked onto Aiden. “Let’s see if you’re as strong as they say.”

Aiden stepped forward, his grip tightening on his sword. “You’ll find out soon enough.”

The battlefield seemed to hold its breath as the two warriors faced off, the clash between light and darkness about to reach its climax.

As the battlefield erupted in chaos, Aiden’s presence was like a vortex, drawing the attention of the Abyssal elites. His Martial Spirits manifested one after another, each radiating immense power. The Golden Sword gleamed with celestial light, carving through the dark energy like a knife through silk, while the Reaper Scythe left arcs of shimmering death in its wake.

His enemies, a mix of Abyssal warriors and corrupted beasts, swarmed toward him. With a flick of his wrist, he unleashed Space Rend, severing the battlefield itself as spatial cracks swallowed the oncoming attackers. His Death Dragon of Infinite Darkness roared, its breath consuming swathes of the enemy in a tide of shadowy obliteration.

Meanwhile, Rick was orchestrating the battle with a precision born of years of warfare. From his elevated vantage point, he barked commands into his communication crystal.

“Group Beta, flank left! Force them toward the choke point! Gamma Squad, reinforce Aiden’s position—keep those corrupted beasts off him!” His mind was a flurry of calculations, identifying weaknesses in the enemy formation.

He turned to Myne, who stood beside him, her shadowmancy rippling around her like an inky veil. “Buy us time, Myne. Disrupt their reinforcements before they can stabilize.”