Ascension of the Nephilim

Aron was immersed in a strange world.

A strange figure stood before a gigantic object. The object hovered alone in space, and this figure was even smaller than the smallest speck when compared to this gigantic object.

Aron perceived that the object was a planet. But it was strange. It was as if stars, planets, various Yggrassils, other worlds divided into realms, and all forms of heavenly and unheavenly bodies were compressed into one large object.

The figure stood and raised his arm. 

"Let there be Sword force." The man declared.

All of a sudden, strange energy formed in his hands, and it became a sword.

"Let the concept of Cut be created. Let all of creation be disconnected from each other. Let that which is one be many and let life form separately." The man spoke and swung his sword.

As the sword was slashed, the entire universe trembled.

The massive object exploded, and many more powerful and strange gigantic beings emerged, and each began to use their powers to shape the universe further.

It was only then that Aron realized that the man who stood over the massive object was not so small but was as large as an entire Yggdrasil!

The giant figured gazed as looking directly to Aron.

"I am Hyperion Steel. The First One Severed. Arise, my descendant. Arise and fight! For the Battle against End draws near!"

Aron marveled at what he saw and found himself suddenly seated on the ground.

"What...? Where am I?"

"You are in the middle of a clash between a golem squad and a lizard army. What happened? You fell into some sort of trance." Branze asked.

"I... don't remember." Aron frowned. He knew he saw something amazing and that his body was still trembling. But apart from flickering visions, he could not remember the details of what he saw.

Aron turned to the front and gazed towards the front and could now see it clearly.

Stoph releasing a bright light through his flaming powers somehow caused the winding tunnel to reveal the creatures on the other end.

"Wow. There are now so many of them! Even Stoph's little light can't see through the end of their platoon."

"It's not a platoon. It's a small army." Branze corrected.

"A small army?"

"Probably some three to four hundred men. May I remind you that this is the first major skirmish between the Golems and the Lizards since the Golems' last crusade? So these lizards have brought a lot."

"And I thought those two hundred lizard tribe we attacked was plenty."

"Can you fight them?" 

"I think... I've learned something." Aron stood up and held his sword. For some strange reason, there was an odd familiarity in it.

"Sword Force..." Aron whispered as he somehow recalled a certain term that he heard in the jumbled up and strange vision that he saw.

"We need to kill an army of lizardmen and their lizard horde with about seventy golems. I can bring us to the front line, but can you break the front line? They have a Lizard Champion now. It looks like these creatures also can do a Class up." Branze asked.

Aron was still in a daze.

"They have a champion?" He finally asked.

"Masters. The process is called Evolution. These monsters grow into a stronger form when they reach certain forms of power. Reaching level thirty is the bare minimum requirement. It seems their race has some form of devices that can cause them to transform their bodies." Stoph explained.

"Evolution, huh? That's new."

"You are unaware of Evolutions?"

"No. The kingdom and the world we fight in above are too inexperienced. We only have dwarven allies, vampires, and orcs. But only a few of these Demi-tribes or demi-human races." Branze sighed.

"You sure you can defend against their attacks, Brother? They have mages now." Aron asked.

"You're not the only one who improved, brother." Branze sneered.

"Fine. Get me to the front line, and I'll break it."

"Good! Stoph, charge right in but maintain more than fifty steps from my location. I will draw the attention of the mages and the arches of those lizards. Brother, I leave the Champion and the Captains to you. I will need time to recover from my force and magic expenditure." Branze explained the plan.

"What? Masters, you will charge ahead?" Stoph was amazed at what he heard.

"Relax. Our advantage is that we are fighting in a cave. As long as you can keep on releasing that light through your ruby, we should be successful. It isn't too much to ask, is it?" Branze asked.

"I will only need two or three lizards to consume to restore the light I release."

"Good. We're going to pull that trick Kyros did. For now, cancel your light." Branze ordered.

"But masters... We've seen that in our last battle that the lizards had already adopted to that! The light won't blind them anymore!"

"It's not your light that will blind them, Stoph. Just cancel your light now."

Stoph nodded, and the red light that was used as a source of light for Aron's fight disappeared.

"It's that trick again! Fools! That trick won't work anymore!" The Lizard captain cursed and ordered to attack.

But then, a faint bright light appeared. The light took the form of a man.

"Do keep up, brother," Branze called out as he began to harness the energy and surround him with a faint white light.

A strange force of such purity appeared in the depths of the dark-infested world of the Nephilim Sealing Mountain, and all the lizards felt it.

"What is that?" One of the lizard captains exclaimed.

"Holy!" The lizard champion was amazed. 

Many lizardmen lived in the mountain and have only heard of this element from the older lizards who passed away.

"That force... I can feel it! My own body hates it!" The lizard captain felt the strange stinging sensation.

The Nephilim Sealing Mountain was a place for dark-dependent beings. As such, the appearance of Holy was startling to them.

"Kill him! Archers! Mages! Kill that man!" The Lizard Champion ordered.

"[Paladin's Charge]!" Branze shouted as powerful Holy energy erupted around him, and he began to dash with extreme speed.

Aron smiled and chased after his brother.

The archers and mages began their attacks. 

Various magic powers and arrows were fired. Some of the arrows even had force energy!

"Let me show you the light!" Branze released the powerful holy light that he had harnessed from the Temple.

The powerful Holy light blinded the lizards and allowed Branze to evade the incoming attacks as he dashed to the sides.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The magic attacks missed Branze and struck the ground nearby.

At that time, Stoph also made his team charge.

The golems ran with incredible speed as Branze was more than fifty steps away from him.

"Golems! Do as Branze instructed earlier!" Stoph reminded as they charged.

The more experienced members of the army managed to shoot and resist the painful bright lights.

But when their attacks reached Branze, a powerful bright ethereal shield appeared and blocked the ranged attacks.

BOOM! BOOM!

The shield resisted most attacks, and even the arrows could not break it.

"It's all yours, brother!" Branze shouted as the shield grew smaller and smaller.

"My pleasure." Aron smiled, and he brandished his sword.

The power he used was that of a quick blade, but the manner in which his force energy was circulating the body was different.

Aron could see the Lizard Champion reacting and breaking ranks to clash with him.

And while Aron was still a few meters away, he slashed out.

The act seemed rather stupid in the eyes of Branze, who had lived most of his life within the Lowlands.

But with a strange form of intuition, Aron somehow knew that this would work. And so, Aron managed to perform an attack that Kyros only mastered after acquiring the Celestial Code.

"[Force Slash]!"