Withered and forgotten. The small village has long lost any of its beauty as it sat with buildings perched on an angle, supporting pillars cracked and bent as the daub had long turned grey and a sneering stench of hostility filled the air with weight. Clanking sounds made Elizabeth turn around and it was Jackson's left leg, slightly trembling as she led the group into the eerily silent settlement.
Walking through the straight dirt path flanked by marshy fields that were once meant for farmers. The sky seemed to become darker as the clouds formed around them as she could hear her Lord's arm moving to his holster, her pointy human ears twitching.
Alana on the other hand scans the dark fields as Jackson keeps staring at the barns and animal pens as a passing breeze brings with it a dark thick sadowy fog. "Master, this seems to be familiar." Elizabeth stared at the clouds as he unholsters his revolver. "My Lord, this is not from this planet." he quickly points to the tower's top floor with its light peeking out from the top edge of the cover. "Bahamut, concentrate on that tower and locate any enemies."
The small Dragon nods and takes off. Climbing once again to change her size. Back below, Elizabeth slowly opens her hand as hundreds of bats appear, turning into a Rapier of glass and sparkling steel. The heavy looking ornamental sword seemed as if it wasn't even made for battle but for parades and display.
Pointing its tip into the thick fog as a low screeching roar echoes from their surroundings. Jackson shook at the sight, it wasn't feet moving through the muddy field but instead something that was slithering and writhing in an unusual inhuman manner through the marshes.
Slowly, it shapeshifts into a humanoid-like being made of a Mercury-like substance with dark miasma coming out of its outline. It then bends over to take a closer look, towering over the trio.
"Holy... shit." Unsheathing his own sword, Alana opens her palm as Blood Roses floated around her. "M'Lord, that Longsword of yours needs repairs." he kept his eyes on the moving blob as it casted its shadow over them. "Yeah, it's been like this ever since Elizabeth parried it with her hands."
"M'Lord, just be ready. I've yet to see what this thing is capable of." Alana wasn't even looking at it but instead on the field on the right. The strange creature changes its shape, showing a distorted man with a spiky Crown. Two red eyes shine on them and a slow and low voice comes out of the air. "Why... have you... come..." None of the three answered. "Hmmmm... I shall take... you... all..." Violently distorting as it sends mass towards its tip, the blob changes its head into a gaping dark maw. "Hell......"
Seeing the threat, Jackson immediately pointed the tip of his sword at it as a cold blue lightning shoots off from it and sparks fly as it hits the strange enemy; Melting into the fog, the marshy fields reveal piles of corpses slowly reanimating. Bahamut on the other hand was diving straight into the Tower as piles of bones and corpses joined together by rotting pus infested flesh rose up to meet her.
She didn't wave off, her golden eyes sparkling like headlights shining through the forests as her metallic snout crashed into it causing hundreds of pieces of bones and flesh to fly off. A green beam of ancient words then emits off the tip of the tower.
Opening her eyes, her ears got invaded by the sounds of damned souls as she quickly hovered and tanked the immense amount of curses being thrown at her. In return, she opens her mouth and lets go of an intense red flame causing the Cursed Trail to meet a fiery doom as she further concentrates her power into the fire.
The trio on the ground was completely surrounded by thousands of undead villagers, beasts and even a familiar sight for Jackson. The Butcher Birds caught his eye with its armored vulture-like creatures with skin made out of spikes and teeth double that of a great white shark as the villagers donned suspenders and belted pants. "It's another player! The person doing this is a high level Necromancer! We must get to him! Fighting his spawns won't do us any good!"
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Army of the Damned
Fantasy"Are we never going to find a way home?" - The Knights of Eldwood is a relatively small Player Guild in the Full Dive VR Game of Dark World. After being defeated multiple times by the larger Player Kingdoms, they're now forced to the most dangerous...
