A Journey That Changed The World.

Chapter 1298: Trying To Kidnap Me?

Archer watched as the Death Knights were holding firm, but the sheer numbers of the enemy soldiers threatened to overwhelm them. Just as it seemed they might regain control, a fresh wave of fire elves descended upon them.

The knights fought back with their cursed blades cleaved through flesh and steel alike, turning the tide of battle instantly, the once-steady enemy lines beginning to break beneath the relentless assault.

Moments later, he noticed fire elves joining the battle and taking down his undead. Archerʼs attention sharpened as the battlefield shifted to the Tyrants stormed into the fray, their massive forms crashing through the Alliance ranks like living siege weapons.

With each thunderous step, they trampled soldiers beneath them, their fists tearing through armor and flesh with horrifying ease. Screams filled the air as bodies were sent flying, the once-confident lines of the Alliance now thrown into chaos.

He watched the carnage unfold as the Death Knights and Tyrants were being pushed back by the overwhelming numbers of enemy soldiers. When he saw this, he turned to Sera, his expression unreadable.

ʼʼGo back to Teuila. Iʼll follow behind as the Alliance will break through soon,ʼʼ he said while not taking his eyes off the battle.

The dragon woman nodded with a knowing smile before leaning in, pressing a soft kiss against his cheek. Then, with a powerful beat of her wings, she soared into the sky, heading straight for the command center.

As she disappeared into the distance, Archer made his way back to Morena and Demacia, his expression sharp with anticipation. The battlefield was shifting, and he could feel it in the air.

The enemy was preparing something far more dangerous that would deal with the Death Knights and Tyrants that were holding the enemyʼs back. ʼʼLadies,ʼʼ he said smoothly. ʼʼLetʼs get out of here. I have a feeling theyʼre bringing in their stronger soldiers to deal with the undead.ʼʼ

Seconds later, Archer sensed a Pseudo God approaching. A surge of raw power rippled through him. His instincts screamed danger, and a deep growl rumbled in his chest. Without hesitation, he shoved Morena and Demacia through the Gate, ensuring their escape before launching himself skyward.

A thunderous roar erupted from his throat, shaking the battlefield as he tore through the air like a comet. His violet eyes locked onto the incoming threat, a human woman streaking toward him with terrifying speed.

Archer surged forward, meeting her head-on. The collision sent shockwaves rippling across the sky. The force split clouds and shook the earth below. A deafening boom echoed through the battlefield as their blows landed simultaneously, power colliding like two storms.

Blood sprayed from his lips, but he held firm, refusing to give an inch. Wiping it from his mouth, Archer shot forward once more, closing the distance in the blink of an eye. With a fierce snarl, he slammed into the stranger midair, locking onto her like an unbreakable vice.

She struck him repeatedly, her blows powerful enough to shatter mountains, but he refused to let go. They tumbled through the sky like two warring titans, their battle shaking the heavens.

His voice was a raw, commanding growl, laced with both defiance and unshakable resolve. ʼʼWeʼre taking this fight elsewhere, human. Youʼre not hurting them.ʼʼ

Archer tightened his grip, forcing them both to crash into the ground with earth-shattering force. Dust and debris exploded into the air just as he reared back and drove his forehead into the womanʼs skull.

A thunderous boom echoed across the battlefield, the sheer impact splitting the ground beneath them. Without missing a beat, they launched into a brutal exchange of blows, each strike sending shockwaves through the air.

Fists met flesh, power clashed against power, but Archerʼs relentless determination gave him the upper hand. With lightning-fast reflexes, he caught her incoming fist, halting her attack in its tracks.

A smirk tugged at his lips as he tightened his grip. ʼʼShouldʼve brought more Pseudo Gods, human.ʼʼ

Her eyes burned with fury as she yanked her hand free and lashed out with another punch. But Archer was faster. He ducked low, his fist surging with raw mana before he drove it straight into her gut.

The force of the blow sent a shockwave ripping through the woman as she was launched backward like a cannonball, crashing through anything in her path. Before Archer could press his advantage, more enemies descended upon him.

He sidestepped a sword swing at the last second as the blade slicing through empty air as he prepared to face the next wave of attackers. Archer jumped back and noticed there were three more Pseudo Gods to fight.

When seeing this, he rolled his shoulders, his eyes burning with excitement. Everyone felt the surrounding air crackled with power, sending shockwaves through the earth. The three enemies hesitated for the first time.

Archer knew what needed to be done just as the battle erupted behind him. In less than a heartbeat, he was upon them. His fist connected with the closest warriorʼs chest, shattering the manʼs armor and sending them rocketing into the sky.

Following that, he was already slamming his knee into the next enemy, bending their form unnaturally as bones cracked like thunder. A third Pseudo God roared, bringing down a colossal sword, but he caught it.

His grip alone sent fractures racing through the steel, and with a single flex of his fingers, the weapon exploded into shards. His palm shot forward, striking the stunned warrior in the face and burying them into the earth, leaving only a crater in their wake.

The remaining Pseudo Gods circled him now, wariness in their once-confident gazes. They had come expecting a fight. They found a nightmare instead. ʼʼWhatʼs wrong?ʼʼ Archer taunted, rolling his neck as golden lightning surged across his arms.

His smirk was almost cruel. ʼʼYou wanted a battle. So fight.ʼʼ

As they lunged at him all at once, Archer roared, his power erupting outward in a storm of pure, chaotic energy. The very sky split apart, the ground fractured beneath him, and for the first time in their existence, they knew genuine fear.

He used Blink to vanish and appeared behind the Pseudo Gods while taking a deep breath before hitting them with a stream of violet fire. One was instantly killed while the others fled using magic devices.

Archerʼs fury ignited like a wildfire, his eyes blazing with raw mana. In an instant, he seized one of the Pseudo Gods, his grip like an unbreakable vice. Before he could kill the man, the second activated a device and vanished.

A heartbeat later, they reappeared in the dark depths of a basement-like chamber. The dim torchlight flickered, casting long, menacing shadows. The manʼs eyes widened in pure terror when seeing him standing there with a grin.

ʼʼLooks like youʼre trying to kidnap me?ʼʼ he said with a dark chuckle. ʼʼBut you know I can teleport, right?ʼʼ

When the Pseudo God heard this, his face went pale as fear set in. He struggled, desperate to escape, but it was already too late. Archerʼs smirk was cruel as he cast Soul Eater on the man.

A terrifying force ripped through the air as he devoured the enemyʼs very essence and devoured his soul. The man let out a strangled cry before dying, causing him to toss the body off to the side.

Following that, he looked around and saw a large metal door. He sniffed the air and noticed the dragon killed weapon on the other side. ʼDo they think Iʼm that stupid?ʼ he thought with a chuckle.

He decided to destroy the fortress, which would surprise the Alliance as it was on Verdantia, proving they werenʼt safe from his claws. Moments later, he transformed into his dragon form.

ʼDraco,ʼ he thought.

Cracks split the stone beneath his feet as Archer changed. In moments, he had fully transformed. A dragon so colossal his form dwarfed the fortress itself. His mountainous body burst through the underground chamber, his size obliterating the castle.

Towers crumbled, walls shattered under the weight of his limbs, and the once-mighty stronghold was reduced to rubble under his claws as he let out a loud roar. The skies trembled, the earth split apart, and the sheer force of it shook Thrylos itself.

Following that, Archer returned to his human form while watching the castle crumble into the hole he created. Once it vanished, he returned to the battlefield where the Alliance army was crawling over the trench.

The Blood Piranhas were still attacking, causing him to summon a hundred Swamp Drakes that shot through the water. He watched as the crocodile-like monsters took out dozens of men and women.

Archer turned his gaze to the battlefield just as the enemy forces crashed into the legionnairesʼ shield wall, the impact echoing like a war drum. The frontline warriors held firm, their formation unshaken.

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