The World Serpent

Southern Outskirts, deep within the borderlands of the Calidus Desert. Only a vast and endless desert could be found. With numerous amounts of sandstorms enveloping the land, along with dozens of strange pyramids that appeared to be constructed by the inhabitants of the Calidus Desert, the Golden Radiant Sun shone over with its brilliant sunlight. 

Above the Calidus Desert was the clear Blue Azure Skies of the vast heavens. Within such heavens were the reinforcement fleet from the Occidental Region, also known as the Fleet of Azathoth. They traversed through the heavens proudly without any care about the ones below. What followed them was numerous elven fleets who also wanted to fight together with the Fleet of Azathoth. 

"Captain, it appears that the Fleet of Azathoth really has no considerations of retreating. They are planning to fight the Great Calidus Army head-on." An intelligence officer within the bridge of an elven battleship said with a calm voice. Upon hearing the words of the intelligence officer, the Captain of the elven battleship nodded in understanding. 

"I see... Then, we shall follow her onto the depths of the Calidus Desert. Full throttle, and we shall fight together." The Captain said with a serious voice as the crews within the bridge nodded all together and followed the orders of their Captain. The intelligence officer, on the other hand, furrowed his eyebrows.

"Captain, heading deep into Calidus Territory is incredibly foolish. We would die without bringing anything to the Nation of Elda other than a waste of resources and lives." The intelligence officer wasn't in agreement with the choices of his Captain. It was quite understandable as no one would go into a suicide mission that wouldn't bring any result into the Great War.

"I do understand your worry, Officer. But do you want an ongoing war that would last for years against those bastards? They can grow and adapt into something better as seconds pass by. They learn our strategies and use them to their advantage. If we don't crush them now, then we wouldn't have any chance of survival." 

The Captain of the elven battleship explained his reasoning with a stern voice. He then continued as his voice got louder and louder. 

"The barren wasteland in the southern outskirts. The burning forest as its ash covered the heavens. The crumbling elven cities and villages along with thousands and millions of elven corpses. The screams of pain, the shouts of anger, and the cries of sorrow. We, the elven race, have learned a lot during this war. We have been too neutral. We always defend, but if we continue in such ways. They would always invade us."

"Just like now, millions would die, soldiers would fall into a mountain of corpses, and elven ships will fall from the heavens. Even if we force them out of our territory, they would come back stronger than ever before. So please heed my call, Let us help the Fleet of Azathoth in its journey for revenge."

The Captain then shouted his last words as he raised his clenched fist onto the air. 

"WE ARE THE NATION OF ELDA!!!"

"WE SHALL RISE AND FALL TOGETHER!!!"

"WE SHALL FIGHT AND PROTECT EACH OTHER!!!"

"AND, WE WILL PERSEVERE THROUGH FATE AND FACE DESTINY TOGETHER!!!"

The crews smiled together and raised their clenched fist onto the air. They shouted all together with their warcries as they propelled themselves onto the battle within the heavens.

"""We are the Nation of Elda, We shall rise and fall together, We shall fight and protect each other, and We will persevere through fate and face destiny together!!!"""

With that, the warcries of the elven crews and soldiers echoed all together. They were about to fight within the deepest part of the Calidus Desert. Most of them might never come back. But they will do everything to protect the elves behind them. No matter the cost, let their warships fall from the heavens and be the hammer of justice to those invaders of the desert. 

The Captain of the elven battleship silently stood as he gazed upon the elven communicator. He then asked with a calm voice. "Please contact all the Captains within the elven fleets around us. We will spread our word and protect our homeland. Those who don't want to fight can retreat. I won't blame you for it."

The elven intelligence officer clenched his fist as he replied with a serious voice. "This is a dumb move, but... As an elf, I will never retreat in the face of danger. I will never show my back to my enemies, and I shall stay with my comrades and fight until the end."

The Captain of the elven battleship smiled upon hearing the words of the elven intelligence officer. The elven communicator then nodded to herself and turned her gaze towards the Captain. She then spoke with a serene voice. "Captain, the network has been connected. All the Captains within the surrounding fleets will heed your words." 

The Captain nodded and prepared himself. The communicator then prepared everything as a screen that had thousands of names plastered upon appeared in front of the Captain. The Captains of the Warships in the surrounding fleet would listen to the words of the Captain. It appears that the will to fight within the elven race still hasn't faded even after a thousand years of peace. 

"I stand before you to give you a message. I am sure that you have the same thoughts as me while following the Fleet of Azathoth. It has rather been a while since the Great War started, and we, the Nation of Elda, have faced so much devastation. The Southern Region of the Nation has turned into a vast wasteland of nothingness that leads to an endless desert."

"Millions of elves had died either by getting eaten by the bastards or killing themselves. The scorch plan was a success, but even then, we are still defending instead of retaliating. I understand that our Great Ruler has a plan, but how can we leave a single reinforcement fleet to charge against our enemies? How can we call ourselves soldiers when people that aren't even elves are about to fight to the front and deepest part of the Calidus Desert?"

"As I said before you, we are here together along with the Fleet of Azathoth. We will charge together with this newly gained comrade of ours and destroy the bastards hiding behind their sands and pyramids. I am sure that we will get expelled when we come back. You can also retreat if you want to. But, my crew and I will not leave that Fleet alone to charge into enemy territory."

"Glory for Elda..."

The Captain uttered as silence enveloped the bridge. After a while, the words of the Captains within the warships in numerous fleets surrounding them echoed through the screen. "Glory for Elda!" "Glory for Elda!" "Glory for Elda!" "Glory for Elda!" "Glory for Elda!"

"Captain, we are amazed at your bravery. We shall follow you along with the newly-gained comrade into the depths of the underworld. Let us fight together and not leave this world full of regrets." A certain Captain said as all of the Captains within the fleets had agreed with the words of the Captain of the elven battleship. 

The Captains of the warships in the surrounding fleets had already made their own declaration. The speech of the Captain of the elven battleship only furthered the morale of the elven crews. They were about to enter the storm, and their reasons were simple. It was to stop the storm from hitting their home.

"Then let us propel ourselves, together into the heavenly battlefield." The Captain then smirked as he ordered his crew to full speed ahead. The communication screen got cut off as the face of the Captain got darker and darker. It appears that they had finally reached the mother base of the enemy.

There was no dessert, only a dark concrete that seemed to signify foreign constructs. Along come with the black pillars that pierced through the sky and the light escaping from the abyssal pyramids that kept pulsing as if something within the mother-base was alive. It was quite a scary scene as the Blue Azure Heavens got replaced by Storms. A dozen of them.

Meanwhile, within the fleet of Azathoth, in the Class 2 Battleship where Gloria resided in. She was gazing upon the mother-base of the Great Calidus Army. It looks like the theory of them being an Alien or outsider was correct. How they got into the Realm of Piksyon was a good question though it might be hard for Gloria to find an answer for it.

"The gloomy dark skies along with the black ashen concrete below. It reminds me of the Fortress Bastion though a lot uglier. Even then, I am a bit surprised by one thing." Gloria smiled as she turned her gaze towards the elven fleets behind her. She really didn't expect such a situation to happen. 

"I can't believe that they actually followed me. Either they are idiots or brave elves. I have heard a lot about patriotism and heroism. I haven't seen them firsthand until now, but after looking at those fleets. It is very dumb yet also satisfying and beautiful." Gloria released a smile as she started stretching her body. 

"Though, whether or not they could survive is highly dependent on themselves. After all, they are coming. Millions of them, rising onto the heavens like endless locusts.." Gloria uttered as she looked at the clouds, which weren't actually clouds but highly condensed clusters of those monsters.