《Without horizon》Chapter Three - Call of vengeance
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Inside a cave, far from any other creature of life, the earth began to shake and from it, units began to crowd there that soon became crowds treading like an organized army straight into a large dug tunnel, and with it at the end, was a high podium, guarded by countless guards.
The crowd began to roar as a figure in a black robe adorned with jewelry began to march towards the podium, accompanied by guards and blacker figures from the shadow created by the lava flowing to the sides of the tunnel in the area used as a light source.
As soon as he finished walking, he raised his hand full of burns, and the crowd was silent for a single moment.
"All my believers and Goblinkin's, today we symbolize the day we were humiliated by our distrustful enemies, who betrayed us in the most unexpected moment and gave us a gift in which they almost destroyed our holy kingdom and burned our land with radioactive fire, which they vile decided to betray our art, even cursed. Our God while our people were burned without mercy, but these our enemies saw and enjoyed, but ignored the big picture "The crowd at that time began to cheer with rage and after a few moments he raised his hand and they were silent again.
"I felt for myself how they laughed as the fire burned my skin and burned my whole body, saying our God was dead. But guess what? At that moment, I met him and he was furious at the cowardly act they did and he gave me a blessing and a task, which I am going to fulfill. In these moments! "
The crowd cheered, and even some of the guards began to cheer, but soon recovered and returned to functioning properly.
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"By the command of our God, we will make them repent of what they have done. We will make them surrender and when they beg for mercy, we will cut off their heads and sacrifice their bodies to heaven, to darkness, and with him, he will come and redeem the world from sinners. Identity is not revenge, it is the reader's mission. "Revenge is the name of Annihilator. Come on, you know what to do!"
The crowd cheered loudly that it shook the tunnel, cheering:
"Skrevin!" "Skrevin!" As he descends from the stage along with all the guards and the crowd begins to disperse.
Skrevin came straight to his castle and begins to change clothes, while the atmosphere of the room became heavy and a black figure entered the room.
"All preparations are ready," he noted
While Skrevin has finished changing his clothes into the traditional black and red clothes of a war priest, he applies a drink to himself and sits in front of him in a royal chair, which has survived the radioactive fire.
"Excellent, I guess all your extensions are ready, Shadow"
"Indeed my kings, my crews have managed to sneak into all the targets you mentioned, in the name of Annihilator"
"It's good to hear that everything is progressing as planned." Suddenly he began to cough blood straight into his hands, cleaning it with a burnt cloth.
"I guess you do not have long before Annihilator takes you?" Shadow noted
"What I have inherited from my ancestors the scorched marks of this fire for many generations since it happened, and it seems to me too soon will take me" he began to drink: "What about the agents for this substance?"
"My agents managed to sneak in without them knowing, looking for and extorting sources and knowledge, dodging all the monsters and carving this stuff" he pulled out of a pocket that opened in the air, a box inside which a white substance leaked which once Skrevin touched it, he had a hard time.
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"This is what you're looking for" Shadow asked
"Yes, according to the description of God, this is the material that is a description, just in time to prepare for the final stages. Bring him and the rest to the priests of darkness, so with that they may begin to prepare for the ritual."
And without any sound, he disappears along with the material, and Skrevin finishes preparing, and he goes straight to the hall in his palace, hanging on a long wall all the paintings of the kings and ancient leaders who came before me.
"On behalf of everyone, today I will fulfill your wishes" he thought before he left the palace, ready to carry out the order.
In the distance, as the crowd turned into an organized army, each advancing to its place, a team of figures riding a flying fish-like creature watched from a distance:
"Pass the message to the Federation: the fear has been verified, and they are ready for battle. Move urgently" and without any hesitation, one of them started flying straight back along with the flying fish. But then a noise of explosion, and the rider fell into the abyss, while the rest of the riders began to disperse trying to get the message across, only to find that they were surrounded by an army of airships, full of goblins ready to fire.
The battle did not take long while it became a massacre, and all but one of the massacres were managed to escape. He flew at full speed straight to the federation, to announce that time was only running out.
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