The Way of the Future: Age of Machines(Completed)

The Last Army

"Pests?" Aurora whispered.

"Why are you whispering? And yes, pests. You are but a torn to my side of things and as pests, you need to be exterminated," Artemis continued his insult. Aurora was not having any of it. With a quick shuffle of her hands and steady maneuvering of her feet, she directed a flurry of powerful wind sheers directly at Artemis' direction.

Artemis, having evaluated her power, proceeded to take the brunt of the wind. The wind slammed at him, but he stood firm and was unwavering. With such a tremendous force, it was a shock to Aurora how Artemis withstood it.

"You haven't learned, as I prove time and time again, mere wind won't topple me," Artemis began to walk towards her.

With every step he took, his aura became stronger and stronger in her eyes. The atmosphere began to suffocate her mentally, she was facing a monster whose power was not derived from any form of magic, but by the complicated tinkering and technology of a machine.

Artemis walked closer; he was almost within arms reach. The fast winds were doing no effect whatsoever, and Aurora was out of options but to resort to hand-to-hand combat once more. But strangely, Artemis did not attack; he only stood there in front of her.

"What are you waiting for?" Aurora asked. Seeing that her adversary had been very talkative, maybe she could expose his intentions if what he had been saying have been true indeed. She got her answer.

"Well, I am just waiting for you to go down,"

She realized it too late. She has used up all her magical reserves and the magic she was harnessing from the surroundings wasn't enough to support her tornado.

"Argk!" She felt a sudden ache take over her abdomen before collapsing to the floor. She shrieked and held her stomach tightly as the pain continued to sear.

"Pitiful, but, I don't feel pity," Artemis walked towards her right side that was facing him.

Her tornado had completely dispersed after she lost focus, she was now experiencing magical deficiency. Her body lacked enough mana to maintain itself, at any moment she could be engulfed into a pool of blood and organs.

"You won't die, don't worry," Artemis suddenly said.

"I will use you as a battery, considering that you won't discern me anything I'd need and the fact that your mind may be to strong, a battery will do,"

A battery?

Aurora thought.

What is a battery?

She was dead confused. Hearing that she would be made into something she does not know, she tried desperately to gather enough magical power as fast as she could.

"Agh!" She screamed and wailed but to no avail. Her body could no longer absorb any more mana, only enough mana to keep her from dying. She panted heavily and profusely.

She slumped to the ground and faced Artemis who was now standing on her left side.

Artemis stared at her before she finally conceded defeated and bashed her head against the ground.

"Alright, with her magical reserve we may be able to modify the wormhole more. It was a jackpot that shes a Sainthood level Demigod, with that much mana in her, the wormhole will be active for tens of years," Artemis said before he mutters, "However, I need the research drones research on how to active the wormhole indefinitely so we don't need to waste some mages. That'll be a pain"