The Monster King's Legacy

Chapter 93 Reinforcements Arrive

Before Cervic could respond, five more demons appeared out of nowhere, almost as though they had been teleported there, as they appeared out of the debris and dust raised.

"They arrived." Cauldrus said, looking at the demons.

Each one was just as powerful as the general Cervic had been fighting was.

The coalition forces stiffened before the show of might from the demons. They had expected a difficult battle, but now, they were outnumbered... though not literally, the number of those that could were of a similar strength to the generals were four in number, including Cervic. If they ganged up on the demons, then of course, that dynamic would vanish quickly.

The five demons spread out, each radiating a terrifying presence, signifying that The battle was no longer one against a single enemy.

Now, it was starting to resemble war.

Without needing to be told, Cauldrus stepped forward, followed by the most powerful dwarven king and a pair of dwarf and human kings.

The coalition's strongest warriors stood firm, their auras blazing against the oppressive darkness radiating from the demon generals' malicious energy. Each of them was just as strange as the first, their bodies and energy a strange grotesque mix depicting their monstrosities.

As they faced off against each other for a moment, it didn't take much longer before the battle erupted.

Cervic was the first to move, his giant black sword pulsing with an eerie light as he vanished from his position, reappearing high above the tentacle-necked demon, maintaining his focus. His blade cleaved downward in a blur of motion, a streak of black and white energy trailing behind. The demon reacted too slowly this time. The sword cut through its raised arm with ease, severing it in a single stroke. Black blood sprayed into the air, evaporating from the sheer energy radiating from Cervic's weapon.

The demon grunted in pain, his eyes locking onto the sword, 'this sword...' he thought to himself.

With a powerful twist of his blade, Cervic ripped the demon in half, severing it in a nasty manner, the corpse falling to the ground, seemingly lifeless.

Following that, the demon generals saw themselves being ganged up on with one of them absent in the fight. Soon enough, they had been cut down one by one, their massive forms sprawled across the battlefield.

The battlefield fell silent for a brief moment, but just then when it all seemed to be over, the corpses twitched.

A chilling aura filled the air as black mist seeped from the wounds of the fallen demons. It gathered like a thick fog, swirling around their bodies. The warriors instinctively stepped back, their expressions shifting from relief to alarm, intrigue.

One by one, the demon generals began to rise, their bodies contorting unnaturally, bones snapping back into place, wounds sealing as if they had never been injured.

The demon generals, whom they had cut down with overwhelming force, now stood once more. This time even, something appeared different. A blatant telling tale was the abyssal glow in their eyes that burned fiercer than before, more visible, and an even heavier pressure seemed to radiate from them.

Cervic tightened the grip on his sword as the ever present dark energy around him pulsed in response to the change in atmosphere. Cauldrus narrowed his eyes, a chilling realization setting in. The dwarven kings, who had just moments ago claimed victory, now tensed as they prepared to fight once more, the course of battle against such opponents unknown.

Then, without warning, the demon generals moved.

The tentacle-necked demon who had first appeared let out a guttural roar, its body blurring as it shot toward Cervic like a black bolt of energy. The ground beneath it shattered and paved open from the force of its movement, tearing into it. Cervic barely had time to react out of surprise before its clawed hand, now larger and covered in a grotesque exoskeleton that had grown from nowhere, slammed into him.

Cervic managed to still block the attack with his sword, but the sheer force sent him skidding back, his armored boots digging trenches into the ground as his body bent backwards momentarily before he forced himself back. The demon wasted no time, its tentacles lashing out in a flurry of strikes, each one strong enough to crush boulders and more. Cervic dodged and parried with precise movements, doing his best to avoid the strikes, he was only now adapting to the intensity from his enemy.

Leaping into the air, he spun his body mid-air, hurling several arcs of energy from his sword towards the enemy.

To his side, Cauldrus unleashed another barrage of ice magic, but this time, the crimson-scaled demon he fought didn't flinch. It raised a hand, dark fire surging around its claws, and slashed through the ice spears as if they were nothing. The frozen magic shattered in mid-air, and through the mist that had formed, a wave of abyssal fire exploded toward Cauldrus. He immediately erected a barrier of ice in time, blocking the air, and adding more to prevent it from melting through. The sheer heat of the flames was melting through his defenses, forcing him back. It appeared as though, for the first time in the battle, the Elven King had found himself struggling, but ice magic wasn't his only forte...