Chapter 142: The Second Elven-Undead War

The night is not meant to be peaceful.

Legions upon legions of elves and humans moved from their respective kingdoms to the border of Indio and Stardust while legions after legions of undeads organized themselves, they diagonally built trenches on both sides of the battlefield, such trenches were specifically strange because they were fanned out in a way that even their allies will be shot, yet the undeads and elves seem not to mind.

But of course, it is inherent in a war that not only is the main battlefield busy, but all of the cities of the three nations involved also tightened their securities and created curfews, specially Bulawan City, which is the home of the living beings of Kamatayan, Wukong, Saru, and Sipnayan is summoned in order protect the inside and outside of the city.

The next morning, it seems that even the birds could not tolerate the heavy atmosphere in the Indio-Stardust border, even the winds stopped howling and animals halted their activities, as if the world was anticipating the start of the war spanning long before the infancy of the world's strongest human. Two armies, one breathing and living, while the other dead yet not rotting were facing each other, in front were the legions' generals, normally, they would not do something so reckless, but because of the orders of their leaders, they have decided to participate in the first battle out of the many directly.

The generals of Kamatayan and Indio were an odd bunch, an archer was riding on top of a rabbit that was shaped like a Nian monster from the Leviticus continent, the other was a petite muscle man, and there was also a giant goat who towered all of the people present in the field and finally a little girl in a silver filipiniana with a sharp gaze and a beautiful pixie cut, of course, they did not notice that one of the great fighters of the Queendom is missing and in a different place.

Also, the elves are wary because Luna is not present.

However, on the side of the living are also bizarre-looking people. They have several stitches in their bodies. They were calm and confident, but the twitches on their bodies made it visible that they were itching to fight.

Just like Kamatayan, Stardust, and Tydings are not without their secrets, the Kingdom of Stardust, for the past decade has been developing a core-like crystal that intends to fool the system by injecting mana continuously into the body of the one who has it, year after year they purchase slaves from the continent of Exodus, human slaves and modified them so that they can withstand the brunt of this core, and even though a lot of blood were spilled due to intoxication and other complications, the results were spectacular as a few bunch of people were able to get unique skills and have the hero prospect strength even though they were never chosen by a god.

And, despite such a challenge to the power of the divine, it seems like the said divines were instead amused by this gesture, as they allowed them to exist and strengthen themselves.

The living generals in front of the dead generals can be said to be the defiance of the divine order, the successful creations of the "Artificial Hero Prospect Project".

The formation of the living legions was quite orthodox, like what Sophia arranged way before this day, the army is composed of square formations that spanned throughout the Indio-Stardust border, however, the formation of the undead army is an odd one, first of all, the undead army also has the square formation that spans 1/3 of the total border, this army is composed of melee warriors and no archers, the rest of the warzone are dug up trenches with several marksmen with a weird looking bow on them and no arrows.

The living are confused as to how will they improve their range when they are hampered by trenches, they were supposed to be in the middle of the pack of melee soldiers. Well, of course, they do not have any right to say anything, after all, they were warned about the craftiness of the enemy's commander-general, so they are on guard from any funny thing that might happen during the first battle.

The generals and the soldiers looked at each other with hostility in their eyes, they were ready to drench the place with the warm blood of their enemy to fertilize the reign and influence of their lord or lady, yet they were not moving against each other, it was as if they were rabid dogs held by their owners, and only when the owners decided to unleash their grip will they finally bare their fangs against each other.

The two factions entered a standoff as they waited for the beacon, the beacon that would start the Second Elven-Undead War.

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The soldiers of the two most powerful entities on the planet are currently looking at each other as if they were a nest of wasps that they have to cull, yet the King of Stardust, Aerendil is casually walking towards his throne room in his priest robe attire, such attire is actually his battle attire, but he will only enter the battlefield once Sophia have entered too.

Aerendil has absolute confidence in his creations, the Artificial Hero Prospects, as well as the fact that the King of Tydings, dubbed by the world as the "King of the Underworld" is also one of its successful and one can even say the perfect product of their project, according to the intel there is only one "modern calamity" and two hero prospects as the higher echelon fighting powers of Kamatayan, thus he speculated that Sophia will soon forcefully enter the battle, of course, if given the fact that there are no variables from the sea, whom Sophia have recently spread her influence happened.

Well, one should say that being a scholar and being a strategist are two different things, in her past life, Sophia was fed by his friend in the name of Manila battle tactics through the Art of War as well as the strategies of different empires that grazed the surface of the earth, and through the high-level processing speed of her brain, she was able to apply and modify it on the spot.

Also, the spells of the elves in general are "scholarly" and are not intended to be used in wars, if it is, how in the world the dark elves can endure a revolution that spanned 100 years already?

Aerendil might not notice it, but just like Hebi, he is subconsciously blinded by the edge of old age called experience, that is why he was shocked and angered when he entered his throne room and saw Sophia sitting on her throne, and Aerendil was not kidding when he said that on her feet were the heads of two ladies with gashes of a whip that is discarded in the floor of the throne room all over their bodies, they were wearing expressions of blissful defeat and they were positioned so that their butt and vaginas were facing into the ceiling while their head is being held by the feet of their tormentor.

"Oh my, so you're here already, I was waiting for all eternity for you, so much so that I have decided to have some fun."

Aerendil doesn't even have the time to ask what is going on, he just watched as the semi-unconscious women who seem to have opened a new door spiraling down the path of debauchery are dropped down the 4th dimension, and what is even more mortifying is that those two women are the ones he has mentioned in his slanders towards Sophia, and the latter, of course, is aware of it.

"Hey now, don't look at me like that, it is only normal to be curious about things you know, and I got quite curious as to why you chose those women against me, so I tasted them and, I must say that giving you credibility was the right choice, especially the one with the husband, I didn't know that it was so pleasurable to hear a woman scream the name of their spouse as you forcefully steal her from them."

Sophia snickered as she described the feeling of such an obscene happening in complete detail through the shudders of her body, and what was more, anger-inducing was the fact that Aerendil, despite using all of his power to dispel whatever illusion he was in, could not do so, this means that what he had just seen is true, it is in the flesh, a scene of some disgusting undead sinking her fingers in the flower buds of two supposed to be untouchable women inside his throne room.

Several veins pulsated in the sides of Aerendil's forehead as his seemingly infinite mana surged, causing the whole palace to quake as if a foreboding of a calamity, seeing this, Sophia feigned shock from her amused eyes, yet she still looked at Aerendil with scorn and only when the eyes of Aerendil glowed and became engulfed with a magic circle that created a 5-meter golden longsword that plunged into Sophia's heart, which is, a sequence that happened in an instant did Sophia's expression turned into that of pain, blood flowed out from her mouth as she looked at Aerendil in shock, the anger in Aerendil's face did not diminish even though he has successfully obliterated the smug on Sophia's face.

He continued to glare at her as he watched Sophia, in panic pick up the blade using her two hands, only for them to sizzle as if they were being roasted, which is inherent to the spell he had just used called [Unholy Rejection], which is a spell that rejects anything the user deems unholy.

"I did not appear on the battlefield because I am not a fan of beating up children, but you leave me with no choice, your early death in this war will be the symbol to the undeads when I completely enslaved them that nothing good comes from fighting the False Prophet Aerendil."

Aerendil looked at Sophia with anger and scorn, he did not even think for an ounce of a second that Sophia might still be alive because of the power of friendship or some shit, he is confident of his capability to end someone so young.

And once again, Sophia demonstrated why is it so easy to defeat the elderly, especially in the world of Pentateuch, because just when Aerendil is about to turn back from his throne room, he suddenly heard a laugh which strangely made him pin himself standing on the ground, he tried to move a single step but it seems like he did not permitted himself to do so.

"HAHAHAHA! Not a fan, he said~!"

As the voice resounded throughout the whole throne room, or perhaps the whole palace, some shattering sounds were rendered audible in the ears of Aerendil.

_What is going on?_

That is what all he can ask as he saw the world he was in slowly shatter from a small crack and then bigger and bigger, and with a snap of a finger, it cracked so big that it collapsed, causing illusory shards to drop to the ground, but right now, Aerendil cannot see them, for his face is planted to the floor while a heel of a stiletto shoe is pressing on his head harder by the second.

The king of elves is pinned to the ground while being stepped on by his enemy, Sophia Demiurge!

"You should really change your way then, I am a huge fan of hurting old people after all, and as you can see, I am quite good at it."

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The simple display of unfathomable powers between the two calamities was seen as a huge flash of light that was engulfed immediately by darkness, these two things were like a gunshot, a gunshot that made the battle cries of the soldiers of the living and the dead to resound as they finally found their go signal to advance and lay waste on their enemy.

The Second Elven-undead war has finally started.

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As the two armies finally entangled themselves against each other, Luna looked at the map laid in front of him, she was worried about the inflexible positions of trenches that were positioned such that they would be inside the Indio border without having extra trenches for the soldiers to go from when they find their range insufficient to kill their enemies.

She wanted to inquire about this arrangement, but Arachne had been quite apprehensive of anyone in the past few days, Luna just looked at the gargantuan spider beside her.

_Huh? A spider?_

As she was doing so, she realized that a spider had descended on the left shoulder of Arachne, this spider, even though it was of the same species as her, made Arachne shudder hard.

"Your worth has been drained."

Such were the words of the spider, the small spider then suddenly morphed one of its claws into a sickle-like and then swiped it towards Arachne, Arachne was alerted even further, she grabbed the spider and threw it away as far as she could before dodging the still far-reaching sickle claw of the spider, her face was grazed, but she was safe. Luna was shocked by this, she unsheathed her dagger and was about to attack the spider when Arachne who jumped high in the air was caught by a man in a tuxedo.

Luna's eyes widened in terror as she recognized the man.

_Loki Darkbringer!_

She stepped back in fear, but to her relief, Loki disappeared into a blue-colored space.

"What... what in the world is happening in our revolution... I just want... I just want my people to be free!"