Asmodeus vs Hades and Fenikeros
Asmodeus (mocking):
"Is that all you have?!!"
Hades charged with his twin daggers connected to chains, his eyes cold:
"Words change nothing… show me your skill."
Fenikeros smiled, pointing his sword at Asmodeus:
"Calm down a bit, Hades… I will turn his arrogance into a scream."
Asmodeus snarled in anger and struck the ground with his iron chains, splitting the field beneath their feet:
"You arrogant insects! Filth like you will never understand the true meaning of power."
And the battle erupted again:
Hades lunged with deadly lightness, his daggers moving like snakes, his chains wrapping to bind Asmodeus' limbs.
At the same time, Fenikeros descended from above with storming blows, each strike smashing the earth beneath Asmodeus' feet.
But Asmodeus laughed madly, repelling both of their attacks together with his black chains, and roared:
"You will never topple me… for I am the son of Hell itself!!!"
Narrator: This struggle was not merely a fight of muscles, but a clash of ideologies… Asmodeus saw power as crushing the weak, Hades saw it as confronting fear, while Fenikeros saw it as sacrifice to protect others.
On another front of the war, the ground shook with the appearance of a massive demon. Its swollen belly twisted like a black swamp, its mouth never closed, and its teeth were as sharp as saws.
It was Belezbub, Prince of Gluttony.
Belezbub laughed with a nauseating voice:
"Meat… blood… souls… I will feast on you all until the last breath!!"
But before him stood three of the greatest leaders:
The Vampire King, Vircolak, with his glowing red eyes and shining fangs.
Vircolak, in a sharp voice:
"Don't block me, you damned wolf… step aside."
The Orc leader, Tarok, huge in build, wielding a massive axe gleaming beneath tongues of flame.
Tarok: "Sound the drums of waaar."
The Werewolf leader, Volker, bare-chested, his torn muscles taut as he snarled like a hungry wolf.
Volker:
"Grrr... don't command me, vampire."
Vircolak (with a cold smile):
"Tsk... Hey, you fat one, let's see how far your rotten stomach can hold out against our blood."
Belezbub, saliva dripping from his mouth:
"Weaklings like you cannot defeat my might... I will devour you all!!!"
Volker (snarling):
"I will rip your guts out before you swallow a single bite."
Tarok (raising his axe with a roar):
"Orc blood will burst your belly… until you explode like carrion!"
Belezbub opened his mouth like a dark abyss; his scream deafened ears:
"You are all… a delicious feast!!!"
Narrator: And here began a different kind of confrontation… a struggle against endless greed, against an appetite with no bounds. A war between an insatiable eater and warriors who vowed to be the last wall before the Alliance fell.
Hades and Fenikeros vs Asmodeus
Hades' long chains lunged, glittering like the fangs of a hungry snake, and his daggers pierced Asmodeus' body.
Asmodeus screamed, letting out his hell from his chest:
"Damn you."
, which burned Hades' left arm. The scent of burning flesh filled the air.
Hades (laughing):
"Gaaah."
Fenikeros rushed from above with a blazing strike, cleaving Asmodeus' shoulder until black blood poured like a flood.
But Asmodeus roared in frenzy; his black chains wrapped around Fenikeros' body, then slammed him to the ground, his foot crushing his chest.
Asmodeus (in a mad voice):
"You will be the first to die… you chicken!!!"
Alithia, Dragmor, and Valkoris × Ashura
The battlefield drowned in a storm of destruction.
Alithia hurled her spear at Ashura, but he blocked it with his scythes, sparks flying from the clash.
Dragmor surged behind her with his wings, unleashing a massive wave of fire, while Valkoris struck with a decisive sword blow.
Ashura smiled a mad smile, taking their three attacks head-on. His body tore slowly, blood spraying in all directions, yet he screamed:
"Is that the best you have?!!"
Then he retaliated with a devastating counterattack:
– A direct stab into Dragmor's chest that drowned him in blood.
Dragmor:
"Gaaah this hurts you madman"
– A hellish punch that sent Valkoris flying several meters away.
– An energy explosion struck Alithia, forcing her to kneel, breathing with difficulty.
Alithia:
"Hah. Hah. Hah. Hah"
Elsewhere
Belezbub devoured dozens of ghouls and allies alike, but Vircolak, Volker, and Tarok continued to fend him off with merciless strikes, their bodies covered in blood and wounds.
At the same time, Morlock clashed with Poseidon and Oungan, his magic staff striking Poseidon's trident and Oungan's sword.
Morlock angrily:
"I will annihilate you all, you weaklings."
Oungan, smiling madly:
"This is hard for a dying old man."
Poseidon calmly:
"We will defeat you here today."
Morlock:
"Let's see how long you will last, weaklings."
Narrator:
The war approaches its climax — who will endure in the end?