Arc 10 - Unholy War - Part 2

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Our Universe - Earth:

The whole planet is swarmed by armies of undead.

They can use magick to destroy their opponents.

They are stronger and faster than a normal human.

They are running across the populated areas and killing everything in their way. They are killing people, animals, destroyed building, vehicles and everything else in their path.

Across the whole planet, Nazar’s clones are trying to hurt them in any way they can, but they can do no damage to them.

One Nazar moves faster than the speed of sound and punches an undead. The undead explodes into pieces and after five minutes, they are back to normal.

Another Nazar used matter manipulation to disintegrate the undead atom by atom, but after five minutes they were back to normal.

What is their secret? How can you kill something that is already dead?

The Moon:

Nazar stands around a table that is providing him with the live view of what’s happening.

He is trying everything he can think of to use against the undead.

He used many methods and the only thing it does, it slows down the undead for a few minutes.

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Another Dimension - Battlefield 5:

Aarin and her friends are swarmed by the undead minions of Zerathos.

Thousands versus hundreds. This battle is already decided before it even began, but Aarin and her friends still stand.

They march against their enemy with their full fury, but all they did was a march towards their doom.

Aarin gritted her teeth and said, “We can kill them. But make sure to not die.”

She said this to give hope to her friends, but hope won’t save them.

An attack using angelic magick can one-shot any of the undead.

“We becoming surrounded,” one of them shouted.

They all looked at Aarin for a response.

“Form a circle and as soon as we do that, I will place a barrier around us,” Aarin told them.

They all formed a circle and they were surrounded by the undead. The undead is only good for the offensive. Their defensive capabilities are zero. So, being surrounded by thousands of them means that Aarin and her friends can kill a few thousands of them easily.

After forming a circle, they confined themselves inside a magical barrier that stops all attacks from the undead.

“The barrier won’t hold for much longer,” said one of Aarin’s friend, whose name was Rebecca.

“I know,” said Aarin is angry tone. “I did not have enough time to place a stronger spell.”

They all looked at each other for answers, but there were no answers.

“I have an idea.”

As Aarin said that, everyone looked at her.

“I think we can merge our attacks together. I know we have never tried this but, I think I know how it can work.” She proposed her idea, but everyone else was confused. Aarin continued, “We will merge our magic circles together and it will become much bigger. So, once we merge them together, every form of attack we use, it will be much more effective. We will need some of you to cover our attack.”

They all did what Aarin told them. Some of them did it wrong because they were scared.

The undead was using every form of attack they could on the barrier. It was still holding but you could see the small cracks if you paid attention.

Within the barrier, they cast a few spells that merged all of their firepowers together.

They waited for the barrier to break down and then they will shoot all of the undead in front of them.

They waited for a minute.

While they were waiting, some of them watched the crack get bigger and bigger.

After a minute, the barrier cracked like an illusion. Like it was never there.

As soon as the barrier came crashing down around them, they all attacked at once and the range of the attack was much bigger thanks to Aarin’s idea.

Once they attacked the undead, hundreds of them vanished and never reappeared.

They killed over two thousands of the undead, but the cost their paid was very high too.

When Aarin and the others were attacking the undead, some of them fell. They tried to keep the undead soldiers from from attacking Aarin. But between each attack by the magicians, they need to take a small break to create another spell and that provided the undead with a lot of openings.

Unlike the undead, the magicians are humans. This means that they can get tired as easily as a human. So, it was another opportunity for the undead to use against the magicians.

Aarin lost 500 of her friends on that day. She trades her most precious friends to save a planet that she only lived. Her friends knew the outcome. When the mission began, they had a smile on their faces. They were happy to fulfil their mission, but when they died, they died in fear and agony.

She asked a few to cover them, and they all went down.

Aarin looked back for a second to see that some of them were still alive but died because all the undead were walking on their living corpses.

Some of them lost their heads, some of them lost their arms, some were cut down in half.

It took the undead 10 seconds to butcher hundreds of Aarin’s comrades.

She remembered each of their names. Some of them were John, Oliver, Abdul, Jay, Taki, Olivia, Patrick, etc.

(Where are you Nazar?)

Aarin thought to herself. But she knows that thinking like that will not save them.

She should have known that Nazar is a selfish person who couldn't care less about others.

Without any hesitation, Aarin ordered her friends to prepare for another offensive attack.

“ATTACK!” she shouted and everyone followed her blindly.

They knew that they were going to die today and they have accepted their fate, but they are still scared to know how they will die.

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Earth:

Nazar’s clones are overwhelmed by the forces of the undead.

One swing. Another swing. With each swing, a clone destroys an undead, but they just stand back up like nothing happened.

The undead is ignoring him for some reason. They are attacking the civilians instead.

Nazar’s clones did not notice this for a long time. They noticed this when one of the clones stopped attacking and wanted to find out how powerful they are against him, but all he found out what that they skipped like he was not there.

So, Nazar’s clones, on the order of Nazar on the Moon, decided that they need to protect the civilians rather than attack them.

Protecting the civilians sounds awesome, but how can you keep millions of people in a city from being killed by the undead.

The Nazar on the moon was becoming restless. He could not think of anything to do in this situation when one of his clones reported something odd.

The odd thing was that next to each Nazar clone, another human appeared.

Some of them were women. Some of them men.

Some looked strong. They had big bodies, while others looked like they were about to be blown away by a wind that travelled 15mph.

They all had the same uniform, but each of them looked different and had different gear.

“Need a hand?” one of asked told a Nazar clone in New York.

He looked at this mysterious man and he did not recognise him.

The man next to him was tall. He was big as well. If you ever saw him in dark alley, you probably would have wet your pants.

Nazar’s clone was confused, he asked, “Who are you?”

The man next to him just closed his eyes and then his skin turned to metal?

“I am going to save the world. So, you can help if you want.” He said that with an arrogant smile on his face.

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Outside our planet:

There is a barrier around this planet. This barrier was set by someone to separate Earth from the rest of the multiverse. This barrier has been here for a few centuries only.

Some time ago, the barrier started to crack a little and Aarin felt it. She and Zerathos, both believed that this is a barrier that separates universes and dimensions.

But…

This was different. The barrier is perfect circle shape that covers both the Earth, the moon and a few close by planets, like Mars.

It was a perfect prison, whoever put it there, but the gathering of the artefacts have broken it completely like a glass.

What more trouble is awaiting the Earth?