The Slaughter Manifesto battlefield had already been reduced to a chaotic wasteland of scorched earth, shattered fortresses, and jagged craters from the clashes of the strongest sorcerers. The Ryusei Kingdom had survived through sheer strategy and power, with Avery Kilzero at the center of every critical move. His Necromancy magic surged continuously, controlling an army of skeletal minions and fallen beasts to enforce Ryusei dominance.
Above the battlefield, Finiflare Yukoten, the Phoenix sorcerer, soared like a blazing comet. His fiery wings radiated immense heat, capable of burning entire enemy battalions in an instant. His infinite lives, granted by his Phoenix magic, allowed him to dive headfirst into the thickest enemy formations, leaving flames in his wake without hesitation. He was no longer just a participant—he was Avery's most trusted ally. Together, they formed a dual force of offense and tactical superiority, Avery's minions combining perfectly with Finiflare's firestorm assaults.
Then, Kenzuko appeared. Though he had been dead in the real world, Necromancy had brought him into the Slaughter Manifesto. His Domination magic flared with unmatched intensity. Every spell and attack the Ryusei Kingdom faced was neutralized, adapted to, or turned against them with ruthless precision. The black aura around him radiated control, fear, and raw destructive potential. He no longer merely survived—he dominated.
Avery's grin widened as he saw Kenzuko's aura expand across the battlefield. "Finally… the ultimate weapon has awoken," he shouted, voice echoing over the war cries of the remaining kingdoms. Finiflare swooped down beside him, wings blazing. "Then let's end this. The Kanverso and Zenkten Kingdoms won't know what hit them."
The first target was the Kanverso Kingdom. Its walls had been reinforced by magic and earth, but it was no match for the combined assault. Avery raised his staff, a tidal wave of necromantic energy sweeping toward the gates. Skeletons surged forward, climbing walls, smashing battlements, and pulling defenders into Avery's control. Finiflare's fiery wings ignited the air, sending bolts of flames over the walls, burning everything in sight.
Kenzuko's Domination magic acted with eerie precision. As the Kanverso mages tried to counterattack, he absorbed their attacks, neutralized them instantly, and returned even stronger energy to strike back. The resistance crumbled quickly. Towers fell, soldiers screamed, and the magical defenses shattered under the relentless assault. Kenzuko moved silently through the chaos, ensuring that no enemy spell or maneuver could stall their progress.
"Kanverso will fall!" Avery shouted, his minions raising more skeletal warriors from the ground to enforce the siege.
Finiflare dove into the heart of the city, wings outstretched. The firestorm he generated tore through any living or non-living obstacle, and his Phoenix immortality allowed him to ignore counterattacks. Every blow from him was devastating, every dive precise, ensuring that no pockets of resistance survived.
Kenzuko arrived in the center of the city, his black aura now a dark storm swirling around him. He extended his hand, and the remaining defenders—mages, soldiers, and beasts—were instantly dominated. They fell under his control for a split second before their energy was fully neutralized, leaving nothing standing in his path. His black aura expanded over the city like a shadow, suffocating all who dared oppose him.
Avery and Finiflare worked in perfect synchrony. Avery's Necromancy kept the city in chaos, raising skeletons to sweep through corridors, while Finiflare's fire obliterated enemy strongholds. Kenzuko acted independently, cutting through magic and physical defenses with surgical precision. Within an hour, the Kanverso Kingdom was nothing more than smoldering ruins.
Before the enemy could regroup, they turned their attention to Zenkten. Unlike Kanverso, Zenkten had strong fortifications and high-level sorcerers defending it. Yet Avery, Kenzuko, and Finiflare were not deterred.
Avery unleashed a colossal necromantic wave, raising the dead from outside the city to press the attack. Finiflare dove through the air, igniting waves of fire that reduced magical shields to molten ash. Kenzuko walked forward, his aura neutralizing all incoming magic while enhancing the offensive output of his allies.
The defenders of Zenkten tried to mount a counteroffensive, but every spell, every beast, and every strike was met by either necromantic undead, overwhelming fire, or Kenzuko's Domination magic. He absorbed energy from the battlefield, adapting to their attacks in real-time, and redirected it back to strike the enemies.
Avery laughed, exhilarated. "This… this is perfection. Total dominance!"
Finiflare's flames carved a path through the city center, his wings creating a vortex of fire and destruction. Buildings crumbled under the heat and force, mages were thrown off balance, and every attempt to resist was obliterated.
Kenzuko moved through the streets silently, obliterating remaining soldiers and sorcerers who attempted to organize any resistance. His aura was oppressive, his power undeniable. By the time Zenkten realized what was happening, it was too late.
Finally, the leaders of Zenkten attempted a desperate counterattack, gathering their strongest semi-calamity beasts. Avery raised his staff, channeling a massive necromantic surge, binding the beasts temporarily and summoning them against their own kingdom. Finiflare's Phoenix wings ignited the area, burning anything that moved. Kenzuko's aura expanded to a radius that nullified remaining resistance.
The semi-calamities were destroyed, the leaders defeated, and Zenkten fell in ruins. There was no mercy for anyone who opposed the triumvirate of power.
Standing amidst the ashes of both Kanverso and Zenkten, Avery turned to Kenzuko. "You see, resurrection wasn't just about bringing you back—it was about creating the ultimate weapon."
Kenzuko remained silent, the black aura around him pulsing faintly. He had been reborn, and now the battlefield was his proving ground. Avery smiled at Finiflare. "And you, my immortal friend, were perfect as always. Our enemies never stood a chance."
The Ryusei Kingdom now stood unchallenged. The other kingdoms had been annihilated completely, their territories flattened. Survivors were few, scattered, and powerless to resist. Avery, Finiflare, and Kenzuko had rewritten the rules of the Slaughter Manifesto entirely.
But Kenzuko's eyes flickered, a subtle hint of independence. He had been resurrected and aided by Avery, but his own will remained unbroken. In the shadows of the battlefield, he prepared for what would come next—the real world, where his Domination magic could challenge even the strongest sorcerers.
The Ryusei Kingdom may have won the game, but the resurrection of Kenzuko had introduced a new variable. A power beyond any single sorcerer, ready to alter the balance entirely.
The trio—Avery Kilzero, Finiflare Yukoten, and Kenzuko Forami—stood triumphant. The other kingdoms lay in ruins. The game had been won, but the true chaos was only beginning.