MMORPG : Ancient WORLD

Chapter 275 Commander Gagiel Going Wild

Chapter 275 Commander Gagiel Going Wild

Amidst the swirling chaos of battle, Commander Gagiel stood as an indomitable force, and as the demons circled him, he extended his hand wide, and the thundering cloud above him began to expand at an astonishing pace.

It swelled, enveloping the battlefield in its ominous embrace, covering both armies beneath its dark shroud while the crackling lightning within it intensified the chaos on the battleground, creating a symphony of elemental fury.

As the thunderous cloud reached hundreds of meters, Gagiel started to get rained down with bolts of lightning with ferocious intensity, but he stood calm with his arm stretched wide.

The demons, seeing the lightning getting absorbed by Gagiel instead of hurting him, knew he was preparing to go big, and without any words said, they moved toward him with their weapons drawn.

A demon with broad wings and goat-like horns on his head was the first to reach the still-standing Gagiel, and in a swift motion, he slashed his sword, oozing in darkness at his neck.

The sword was inches away from claiming Gagiel's head when a thick bolt of lightning descended, drowning both him and the demon, and as the lightning dissipated, both individuals were from their original position.

The next instant, Gagiel reappeared above one of the demon warships, his left hand firmly clasped around the throat of the demon, and before the surrounding demons could react or come to their comrade's aid, a colossal, unending bolt of lightning descended from the sky.

It engulfed both Gagiel and the demon, turning the air around them into a searing inferno of electricity before crashing onto the warship's deck.

The demon commanders, witnessing the audacious display of power, unleashed their formidable attacks upon Gagiel's location.

A few demons attempted to construct makeshift defensive barriers to protect the warship, but their efforts were in vain as the lightning bolt tore through everything in its path with destructive might.

Ten seconds felt like an eternity for both the demons and the humans as the relentless lightning bolt tore through the demon warship.

The moment it made contact with the vessel's heart, it triggered an explosion that sent shockwaves reverberating across the battlefield, sending the demons near it stumbling into each other.

As swiftly as it had begun, the thunderous lightning bolt ended, revealing Commander Gagiel standing unscathed, holding the charred and lifeless corpse of the demon, with few visible changes to his physique.

Gagiel's eyes pulsed with the crimson essence of lightning, and ethereal wings of electricity unfurled from his back, and with a menacing glare toward the demons, he closed his fist, obliterating the demon's neck.

The lifeless body plummeted to the ground, eliciting triumphant cheers from the human soldiers. Meanwhile, the demons stood poised, their weapons drawn, emanating the power of elemental concepts.

Gagiel raised his Warhammer high and roared at the top of his lungs like a war monger giving goosebumps to any hot-blooded soldiers on the battlefield.

Gagiel's Warhammer gleamed with a brilliant burst of crimson lightning as he swung it in a wide arc, targeting the nearest group of demons., creating a surge of electricity that engulfed them.

A torrent of electrifying energy surged forth, forming a fearsome wave of lightning toward the charging demons, and the fiend at the forefront wielding a fiery mace bore the full brunt of Gagiel's onslaught.

The fiery weapon clashed against the electrified wave, but it was no match for the overwhelming force, and the demon was sent hurtling backward, its weapon slipping from its grasp as it tumbled through the air.

Gagiel, not missing the opportunity, vanished, and all everyone heard was a loud thunderclap followed by an explosion with the man responsible for it standing at the previous location of the demon, with his hammer drenched in blood and gore that was getting burned off by the tendrils of lightning pulsing on it.

The demons and humans alike shifted their sights towards the second warship deck from where the sound of the explosion came from, and what they saw was the mangled, headless corpse of the demon fiend who, a moment ago, was full of vigor ready to clash with Gagiel.

The human captains cheered once more while the demons now held doubt and fear in their eyes as the man took down two of their strongest comrades in two attacks.

The demons, recognizing the magnitude of their foe's power, rallied their numbers to their advantage and swiftly changed how they would engage him, knowing if things developed at the current pace, they would keep losing valuable men, which could turn their sure victory into a defeat.

The demons, using their sheer numbers to their advantage, retaliated with a barrage of peak elemental concept attacks while keeping a safe distance.

The battlefield became a storm of conflict, a tempest of elemental power and physical prowess. Gagiel, akin to a mad titan, dominated the demons on both fronts, his lightning-infused strikes felling his foes with unrelenting force.

Amidst this awe-inspiring spectacle, Alex watched with a mix of admiration and concern. He knew that despite the morale boost this display had given the human army and the doubt it had sown in the hearts of the demons, it wouldn't change the ultimate outcome of the battle.

Gagiel, as formidable as he appeared, was paying a steep price for his extraordinary feats. The relentless expenditure of mana was taking a toll on his body, and as time passed, fatigue would inevitably set in, hastening his downfall.

Alex understood that Gagiel likely harbored a sacrificial plan, one where he would give his life to secure victory for his men. By eliminating as many high-ranking demons as possible, he sought to level the playing field and tip the scales in favor of the human defenders.

The city's fate hung in the balance, and Gagiel's thunderous battle against the demons was a testament to his unwavering resolve to protect his people, even at the cost of his own life.

The battle raged on, with Commander Gagiel being the center of attention, and over the course of the next fourteen minutes, he proved himself as a relentless force to be reckoned with, taking down eleven fifth-Rank demons, and among them, five were at the peak of the fifth Rank.

Gagiel also took down the second and last warship, forcing the demon commanders to make other fifth Rank demons support them from the sideline to take him down quickly.

But they were of little help as Gagiel was like an avatar of thunder vanishing and appearing as he pleases like a bolt of lightning swinging his mighty hammer.

The losses on the side of humanity were undeniably significant as a tenth of the brave soldiers who had stood against the demon onslaught now lay fallen or critically injured in just a short few minutes.

But despite the grim toll, the humans found solace in the fact that they were dominating the demons, slowly but surely gaining the upper hand.

Most of these soldiers understood the gravity of their commander's plan and were fully committed to the cause, ready to lay down their lives if that's what it took to do their duty.

As minutes ticked by, the battlefield's chaos continued unabated, and at the twenty-minute mark, Gagiel began to show signs of fatigue as a middle-stage fifth-rank demon managed to withstand a mighty strike from his hammer head-on.

As the battle pressed on and the clock reached the thirty-minute mark, Gagiel was pushed back for the first time, losing in a contest of might.

Gagiel vanished, avoiding the attacks sent toward him and appeared amidst the demons with his eyes oozing wild crimson lightning reverting to normal and his wings of lightning dissipating into the air.

The human felt their breath get stuck, seeing their mighty commander standing without his hammer, like awaiting his end, but before those thoughts could settle, Gagiel spread his arms wide.

The pitch-dark clouds in the sky which had gone largely unnoticed amidst the battle's mayhem, came to life with a resounding roar, filling the sky with vast amounts of crimson lightning.

The demons moved to end the life of Gagiel, but their advance was abruptly halted by thick bolts of lightning that erupted around him.

In an instant, the battlefield witnessed a phenomenon none could have foreseen.

A tornado of pure crimson lightning began to manifest at the farthest reaches of the dark lightning cloud, encircling most of the fifth-rank demons suspended in the sky and even thousands of lesser ones on the ground.

The tornado compressed at an alarming pace, preventing any demon from escaping its inescapable grip, and with every passing moment, it grew denser and more ferocious, its destructive power reaching unimaginable levels.

The very essence of the world's true lightning law resonated in the air, undeniable and overwhelming, and in mere moments, the tornado condensed to an area of just a hundred meters in diameter, a roving tempest of annihilating lightning.

Desperate high-ranking demons from the outside attacked, attempting to pierce the revolving storm with their formidable attacks. Yet, their efforts proved futile as the chaotic tornado remained impenetrable.

The storm of crimson lightning raged on for a full minute, a cataclysmic display of nature's fury, and every eye on the battlefield was fixed on it, whether human or demon, as they watched with bated breath.

Then, as swiftly as it had begun, the tornado began to lose its vigor, and the lightning within it started to dissipate, revealing its grisly contents to those who dared to look.

Thousands of charred corpses and destroyed limbs lay scattered within, their forms twisted and contorted by the relentless storm.

A handful of severely burned demons, their breath ragged and heavy, hovered in the sky or lay on the ground.

Commander Gagiel, the architect of such catastrophic destruction, stood amid this scene of utter devastation.

Commander Gagiel's form was bathed in the fading crimson light of the dissipating tornado, and his calm smile and the wounded and bloodied physique spoke volumes of the power he had harnessed to secure his city's future.