In the world of Elias, hundreds of human kingdoms exist all over the land, with some having only a few thousand people, others tens of millions, if not hundreds of millions of citizens
And among all these kingdoms, three of them stand out as having the most say in regard to the general affairs of the human race
With each of them having hundreds of small kingdoms under their banner, and eighth rank beings in their possession.
The Dragon Empire, the Lionheart Kingdom, and the Veridian Light were symbolized as the pinnacle of human supremacy
However, even with all that being, from time to time, each of them had their own troubles they had to deal in order to maintain the stability of their various kingdoms
And in the Dragon kingdom, such a duty for thousands of years was held by the Voss family
A Family of Dark mages, specializing in all kinds of death, shadow, decay, illusion, curse, all kinds of magic which would originally be shunned by the outside world
However, for this family. It was precisely for this reason that they managed to establish themselves as the shadow of the empire
And right now, along with twenty other members of the house, the man closed to God, one of the only few living eight orders, and the physical embodiment of darkness
Theron Voss was currently in the midst of a huge battle!
Standing in a large abandoned church, covered with blood-drawn depictions of strange animals, and surrounded by over one hundred hooded figures
The six-foot-five head of the house laughed, smile,d waving his long gray hair in the air as he looked at his opponents, who were about five times the size of his group
"Haha! I must be getting old, to think that dogs of a cult like you dare surround me!"
"Do you think that I have become weak since I haven't made a move in a while!? if not how dare you demon worshipers dare step into my empire!"
Raising the tone of his voice, his smile quickly disappeared.
Balling his fist, he couldn't help but feel angry knowing that he had missed the birth of his child thanks to these bastards
Just before the time scheduled for his wife to put to bed came near, he suddenly received an order from the emperor that demon worshiper activity had been detected in the south of the empire, and he should check it out
So knowing that the people in front of him were responsible for his inability to hold his child right now, how could he not be angry!?
"Obsidian sea! Normally, I would capture a few of you to take back to the empire for interrogation; however, now I'm not in the mood!"
"I've decided to kill all of you!"
With those words, the surrounding space began to vibrate as huge waves of mana began to be emitted from his body
The ground under his feet cracked, and the ceiling over his head shook
His silver armour cracked as it showed signs of being destroyed under his own power.
Even the other family members who came with him stepped back as they knew that once their master was angry, almost no one could stop him
With might equivalent to an adult dragon, how dare they intervene?
However, just before Theron could make a move.
Among the one hundred Obsidian sea cultists, two people who wore white instead of the surrounding black suddenly walked out
"Sir King of Darkness, please calm down."
"You might not know this, but this is the temple of my Lord. If you choose to remain aggressive, they will have no choice but to act."
Still not raising his head, the white robe on the left spoke completely disregarding Theron's words
"Yes, King of Darkness, although we applaud you for finding this base of ours, but thanks to the power of our lord, there is nothing you can do."
Said the white robe on the left.
After which both of them turned to face of them before bowing and saying at the same time
"Praise be the Demon god of Void!"
Hearing this, the hundred people behind them also followed suit, saying the same thing
"Praise be the Demon god of Void!"
Hearing this, Theron couldn't hold back his anger and wanted to kill all of them on the spot
"Voss family, go and surround the exit, don't let any of them exit here."
"I'll end this quickly so we can go home and I can see my son!"
Not giving them a chance to reply, Theron immediately summoned all the mana in his body and cast one of his largest moves
"Eighth-order spell! Shadow of ten thousand armies!"
As he said this, the shadow under his feet continuously began to spread until it completely filled the whole church
And from these shadows, hundreds and hundreds of shadow-like figures began to emerge from it, one hand after the other
Some with four hands and two legs, some with wings, some dragon-like in shape, and some completely human
In less than a second, the tide had completely turned; no longer was he the one who was outnumbered, but rather he was outnumbering them.
"You dare surround me! Today, if you all don't satisfy me in battle, I promise that all of you will wish you were dead long before I decide to kill you!"
About to give the order, Theron was ready to tear them limb from limb, for as the head of the Voss family, mercy had long since been eradicated from his vocabulary
Perhaps only in front of family could such a feeling arise.
However, before he could even order that. If facial expression suddenly changed as his blue eyes dilated slightly!
"No! This shouldn't be possible! How are both of you eighth order! No one in the empire sensed any breakthrough."
Looking at the two white robed people in front of him, Theron couldn't help but be shocked.
You know that even among the three empires that have over a billion citizens altogether, eighth orders only amount to seven people, making less than 0.001 percent
However, you're telling him now that the two people in front of him just happened to be eighth order? At this moment, he felt like he was set up for a trap
Realizing this, Theron knew that without a doubt, he wouldn't be going home today or tomorrow
"Sigh.. sorry Isabella, I'm going to have to delay my return for a bit," whispering under his breath, his expression slowly tightened
Next, he was about to fight for his life.
And the white robes, in similar fashion, they both pulled out a set of beads and began chanting lowly
"Empires King of Darkness, for the demon God, please die!"
As they said this, they also began launching their own series of attacks against the Voss family and the Shadow Army
Looking at this sight from afar, anyone would think that a major war was taking place, showing just how powerful magic is in this world
Unfortunately, Damien wasn't here to see this, as right now, after being breastfed and woken up by his mother, he was currently in a state of constant worry
Hearing that his father was currently out on a mission and about to return, his facial expression suddenly turned ashen as he remembered one of the first things that signaled the fall of the Voss family
"According to the book, the patriarch of the Voss family was conspired against by the second prince and the obsidian sea and ambushed on a mission before his first child's birth."
"In that battle, he lost an arm and the whole team, including several sixth and seventh order elders, were all killed, reducing the strength and trust of the Voss family."
"This event was called by readers alike as the beginning of the end. it was the first time demon worshipers made their move in years, and they almost took down an eighth order in one go!"
Thinking of this, Damien suddenly felt like his mother's breast milk was not so sweet