They had arrived…

The countless beasts roared, charging towards us. Scanning with my demon eye I could tell the S Rank beasts were right at the back whilst the A, B and C ranks were at the front. 

‘Numen. Let’s go. We’re just going to have to do this without Dianmu.’ I said, spinning Voadhailis’s Claws in my hand. 

Sparks of lightning snaked around me with every step as I charged for the army of Trolls. 

‘Zeus’s Wrath!’

I leapt up and swung my right blade down towards the Earth. Large thunderbolts struck down as punishment from the sky killing dozens of Trolls in one go but the gap was quickly covered as a new swarm of trolls charged onwards.

[You have used 1500 MP]

[You have killed an A rank beast!]

[You have killed an A rank beast!]

[You have massacred dozens of B & C rank beasts!]

[Level up!]

[Congratulations! You are now on level 94!]

[You have 10 Available Stat Points]

‘Numen constrict their movements and form a barrier.’ I ordered. Numen hastily did as told, running ahead of me with his clones.

Levitating up, I faced my arms up and condensed Dragonic Flame Magic into a ball. With each second it grew in size until around 75% of my secondary mana pool had been used up and the Ball of condensed Dragonic flames was 200 metres in circumference. 

‘Grande Sole: Versione del Drago.’

I swung down with my hands, throwing the miniature sun towards the beasts. 

-BOOOOOMMM!!!!

The detonation was almost on par with a nuclear bomb; dark smoke and debris covered the whole battlefield. 

Bursts of notifications filled up my view, making me smile in pleasure.

[You have massacred dozens of B & C rank beasts!]

[You have massacred dozens of B & C rank beasts!]

[You have massacred dozens of B & C rank beasts!]

[You have Levelled up!]

[Congratulations! You are now level 95!]

[You have killed an A rank beast!]

[You have killed an A rank beast!]

[You have killed an A rank beast!]

[You have killed an A rank beast!]

[You have massacred dozens of B & C rank beasts!]

[Level up!]

[Congratulations! You are now level 96!]

[Total Available Stat Points: 30]

‘What power.’ Numen smiled, as hope fired up his fighting spirit. 

I got down from the sky and charged in unison with him. That spell alone massacred around ⅓ of their forces; Dragon Magic was truly destructive and I could see why they were such feared creatures.

‘Ice Domain!!’

I stomped the ground with my foot causing a burst of ice to spark through the battlefield, freezing everything that it touched. More than a 100 of the mutated trolls had been frozen in a matter of seconds. 

[You have used 2500 MP]

Some of the mutated trolls shook the ice off whilst others were almost done with breaking through. Well, I had a countermeasure for that too.

‘Shambles.’

[You have used 1000MP]

With a single incantation the ice became denser and shattered straight away, breaking the Frozen Trolls into bloody pieces of glass. 

[You have massacred dozens of B & C rank beasts!]

My onslaught continued as I danced around, spinning Voadhailis’s Claws in my hands. 

Even after 2 large scale attacks, their numbers weren’t dwindling. From the spells I had used, my MP was down to 5000. I had to spare the usage of mana. 

‘Numen. How much Mana do you have left?’ I asked.

‘I have about 60% of my mana pool left. I’ll support you, keep going. You have to save up your mana for the S rank beasts.’ Numen gritted his teeth as more and more of his clones were dying. 

It wasn’t that our opponents were strong, in fact they were weak. The issue was their terrifying numbers. 

“ROOOAaaarghhh!!” One of them roared, smashing me with his club. I gasped, as all the air syphoned out of my lungs. 

[You have suffered 1389 Damage] 

Is it fatigue? 

I should’ve avoided that. 

‘Mistakes happen. You can’t evade all of their attacks, this is how a war is. If you want, you can delegate control to me.’ Voadhailis suggested.

‘Hell no.’ I snapped, Picking myself up. 

‘Purgatory.’ 

Streaks of red aura mixed with the sparks of lightning amplifying my power. 

-Slice!

1…2…3…10…20….50 consecutive hits! My ‘Purgatory’ spell boosted the critical damage until it only took 1 slice to kill each troll. With Numen’s restraining skill it looked like we stood a chance. He used his thick vines to stop their movements whilst I took them down one by one. 

[You have massacred dozens of B & C rank beasts!]

[You have massacred dozens of B & C rank beasts!]

[Level up!]

[Congratulations! You are now on level 97!]

[Total Available Stat Points: 40]

Now only a couple of them were left including the 2 S rank beasts. The only issue was I had 4000MP left.

“Peek a boo.” 

I heard a woman’s voice suddenly appear from behind me but I couldn’t dodge her attack in time. A dark spike pierced through my chest from behind, making me spit out blood. Why did they always love impaling my chest?! I felt my energy get slowly drained via the effects of darkness magic.

[You have taken 7563 Damage!]

[Energy is being drained!]

“You’re quite the pretty boy. Maybe I could make you my slave.” The Humanoid S rank beast swivelled round to admire my face. She wore a Black dress that showed off her legs and curvaceous figure; she looked me up and down with her piercing green eyes and pale face. 

“He’s mine. You filthy witch!” A voice echoed from the sky along with the sounds of thunder.

‘She’s finally here.’ I sighed. 

Boom! Cackle!

Several thunderbolts rained down from the sky with the Mighty Thunderbird’s entrance, scarring the battlefield with red.

‘There goes our EXP.’ I gritted my teeth breaking the dark stick protruding through my chest; that sly S rank beast had already retreated, probably some darkness magic technique.

I watched as the hole in my chest slowly began to heal itself. Laying down on the floor, I took a breather; my body was completely exhausted, facing 3 S rank Beasts and An army of high level mutated trolls. 

‘Zeref are you okay?’ Dianmu descended from the sky and knelt down next to me.

‘Yeah. I’ll be fine. You and Numen should really kill those 2 bosses and help me clear this dungeon. I need to recuperate some mana first.’

‘Roger that.’ Numen replied before Dianmu and already began charging for the last 2 Figures of the enemy lines. 

Glancing over, I could see both of the humanoid women S rank beasts looked identical, but what struck me the most was they were smiling?

Sitting up, I got into a meditating position and quickly absorbed the mana particles around me. I had to help them if something went wrong. 

**

-Back at the Hunter’s Bureau-

“I came as soon as I heard your desperate call. What is the situation this time Director?” A stern man’s voice echoed in the room.

“Zeref is fighting a war with High level mutated trolls. I need you to go down there immediately! There is no time for discussion. What’s the report Elric?” The Director demanded.

“S-Sir, it seems that another S rank magical humanoid beast has entered the battlefield and is helping Zeref fight the Boss. I think they’re his familiars sir. However, it looks like he’s struggling, we should send someone straight away.

“Those 2 Bosses have fused together tripling the original threat level of this fight.” The sensory mage reported stuttering midway. 

The Director was tempted to go down there himself looking at Zeref’s dire situation and join the battle but his subordinates had persuaded him there was another way. 

However, In the luck of the situation, Rank 11 S Rank Hunter Volk Kaiser had just finished clearing his dungeon and had returned to base. 

“Get that damned portal ready. I’m leaving right away.” Volk ordered the worker on his right, before exchanging quick nods with the Director and heading out through the door.

Volk Kaiser was a simple man, wherever there was a fight, that’s where he’d be. Violence coursed through his blood. He had multiple battle scars on his body, showing his experience but the ones that stood out most were the 2 scars on his face, one on his right eye and the other on his left cheek. 

With his flame attribute he climbed the ranks of the Hunter’s Association, getting promoted from D rank to S rank in 3 years.

Now he headed for the battlefield to save the Director’s self praised prodigy A rank hunter: Zeref Amara.

“Hope I’m not too late.”

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