South, The Great Wall, Roble Holy Kingdom.
On the outer wall, Orlando was standing near the edge of the wall's railing as he watched over the vast expanse of plains leading to the mountains, where the wretched Demi-humans lives.
His face squinted slightly as he kept watch over the horizon but still saw the same barren plains.
"It's about time we switch now." A voice called him out as he turned back to the familiar owner of the voice.
"Ah, Pabel. It's already about night time huh? If only I had the talent like you, I could have accompanied you for the night watch." Orlando gleefully spoke as he patted Pabel's shoulder.
Pabel Baraja, was dressed completely black along with his ranger hat and mask, he was very skilled in archery and as a scout, earning him the title of Mad-eye Hunter due to his unusually wide eyes and night seeing skills.
"My skills can be learned by anyone of they put efforts in it." Pabel humbly replied as he looked out the distance.
"Hahaha, even that takes a level of talent you know!" Orlando gleefully laughed as he was about to retreat back to rest.
But Pabel's tense body alerted him as he asked, "What is it Pabe?"
"Demi-humans, Scaled....Bafolks, Zerns, and many more..." Pabel said grimly as he saw the assembly of such a diverse and divided tribes coming towards them.
There was no doubt about it, this was an invasion.
"Orlando! Quickly join your group, there is an imminent Demi-human attack. We need to quickly secure the wall." Pabel urgently told his friend as he ordered a nearby squire, "Sound the War Bell!"
*Clank**Clank*
Pabel, anxious about this large scale invasion watched as the Demi-humans stopped just before the range of their artillery strike zone.
He furrowed his brows as he saw an Orange Suited person walk towards them, it's face covered by a demonic mask, a steel scaled tail swaying.
"Halt Demihumans!! This is the first and final defence of the Roble Holy Kingdom, your trespassing over this lands won't be tolerated, leave now or take our retaliation!"
The commander announced through the magic transmiter, his tone firm and grim.
"Greetings, People of the Roble Holy Kingdom. I am Jaldabaoth!" Demiurge, introduced himself as the humans quickly recalled his name.
"You're that Great Demon Jaldabaoth!!" One of the knights fearfully exclaimed as the rest recoiled in fear.
"Ahh, It seems you are aware of my grand performance!" Demiurge gleefully spoke as he continued. "My grand and marvelous orchestrated plan in Re-estize's capital was about to be one of my best plays but a certain Dark Warrior foiled it!"
Demiurge animatedly recounted the past incidents as he glazed the prowess of Momon.
"Enough Demon! What is your purpose here!!" The commander, frustrated with the demon's antics asked.
"Why, it is to Spread Chaos ofcourse. To make this place a living hell! Screams, Cries, Wails of Sorrow! This land will be a complete nightmare for all!!" Demiurge announced happily as if he was declaring a grand festival.
"How dare you speak of nonsense like this infront of us damned demon!!" The commander shouted, angry and furious.
Pabel, seeing an opportunity fired one of his most powerful arrow strike.
The arrow instantly reached Demiurge as a fire-light show occurred, countless arrows shot towards Demiurge from that one shot as Demiurge simply stood, taking it all.
The impact of the arrows dissipated as Demiurge stood in his original place, completely unharmed.
"My, my, let me give you a gift now."
[Tenth Tier Magic: Meteor Fall.]
A large and collosal fire ball of destruction fell upon the Wall as a grand explosion occured, killing everyone in the direct hit zone.
None-survived.....
"Begin." Demiurge spoke towards the demihumans as they charged forward.
A massacre was now underway, the Roble Holy Kingdom, home to the Humans protected by the Great Wall, will witness a grand change in their fate. What will happen next?
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*Back in The Sorcerer's Kingdom*
[Previously called E-rantel]
Hyortr moved through the halls of the Castle of the Sorcerer Kingdom as he was occasionally greeted by the maids and automatons stationed in this castle.
'Demiurge should have begun the operation by now.' He guessed. 'I kind of forgot but, the tactics I used to take over the Theocracy is a lot similar to how Demiurge hopes to take over the Roble Kingdom..a foreign trigger, a civil war and all.'
'The only difference is it didn't even take me two months...'
Hyortr smiled wryly at the ironic situation.
'Well, the foreign trigger for mine was a Virus, while his is a little more 'natural'. Afterall, Demi-humans have always terrorized the Kingdom, it is not our of place that they will band together under a powerful entity to strike an invasion.'
'Meanwhile....my Virus, while from the surface view looks natural, because of the Katze plains known for plagues and curses, won't have such a great effect if it were really natural....not to mention the diversion I took last the later stage of the plan, by introducing the Cursed Lands propaganda.'
'If any intellectual and knowledgeable person on plagues looked into this matter they'd instantly find the discrepancies in the situation and be cautious.'
"Ah, right. I have delayed my visit to the Theocracy. Well, I shall see the progress of the New Religion after Plan Armageddon."
Hyortr nodded to himself as he reached his destination, the throne room.
Today, a delegation had entered the Sorcerer's Kingdom. It was led by the Knight Grandmaster, Remedious Custodio. As he entered the throne room, he saw it was empty.
It was because, Albedo was out there welcoming and leading the delegation in. Meanwhile Hyortr guessed Ainz was innhis private chambers doing last minute revisions of how to act infront of a foreign delegation.
Hyortr, promptly stood on the right side of the Throne, as he waited calmly.
His robes swayed slightly as he held his hands together, his feets off the ground. His gleaming eyes emitting a faint green glow. The chamber quiet except for the ambience of a silent hum.
A few minutes passed as the Door opened. Albedo entered the chamber as she led the delegation in. The humans, looking at his unnatural and unique form, was startled for a second, but remarkably, they kept walking.
"Greetings, brave knights from the Roble Holy Kingdom. I am sure Albedo has already informed you that Lord Ainz wishes to meet you. Before you meet him, I would like to warn you." Hyortr spoke, as his last sentence made the humans tense up.
"Lord Ainz is a great and benevolent Supreme One. He tolerates the ignorance of the lower lifeforms to a great extent. But it doesn't mean that these lifeforms have the permission to speak lightly of him. We, his servants take great offence to it." Hyortr spoke as Albedo silently nodded in agreement.
"So bear this in mind, whatever you say from now on. If it is even the slightest of disrespect to him, Lord Ainz may forgive you, but we won't." A sharp glint shone for a brief moment as Hyortr glared at the humans who took a big gulp.
But a certain someone was already furious at the blatant disregard to them.
Remedious, was almost about to explode in anger but Albedo's announcement made her remember the reason they came here for.
"Now, bow your heads as the Supreme One, The Sorcerer King, Ainz Ooal Gown enters."
The door opened slowly as the thumping of footsteps echoed in the silent chamber.
"You may raise your heads." A detached, deep voice ordered with natural authority as the humans raised their head.
Before them, in a regal white robes befitting of a sovereign in gold, sat on the throne the Overlord. The lights from the window filtered inside as they shone upon the throne, a divine sight indeed.
If only it weren't for the person sitting on it, a Skeletal figure. His hands firmly gripped a staff of gold twisted around, the head of seven serpents each biting seven differing colours of orbs.
"Let us begin."
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