Andrew Moore
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In the sky, Michael hovered as Harry's friends finally reached his side. Michael's imposing dark aura and his power dwarfed the teenagers. For a few moments, Harry didn't say anything. Instead, he just looked at his father, the Dark Lord, without batting an eye. Seeing his son, Michael felt a bit of calm wash over him. But Harry's innocent face, combined with the fear and determination in his eyes, made Michael sigh internally. He always wanted Harry to know the reality of the world, but even he wasn't…-
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The sky was filled with a spectacular display of spells, making even the grandest fireworks in Awor pale in comparison. Harry and his friends watched in awe as icy spikes and lightning dragons filled the sky. However, none of these spells could touch the Dark Lord; his dark beams cut through everything in their path. "Holy shit," Thrain gasped, unable to believe his eyes. The spells from the angels and elders, no matter how powerful, were effortlessly neutralized by the Dark Lord's dark beams. It was…
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The three Half-Celestial ancestors hovered in the sky, slowly floating towards Michael. Their appearances reflected their ancient age: long white beards, deeply wrinkled faces, and eyes filled with a mix of fear and anger. Their robes were pure white, yet the witness of their robes barely showed under the darkness around them. "Dark Lord, if you don't abandon this path to destruction, we will move heaven and earth to stop you." One of the elders, who had long white hair and beard hovered forward before…
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As they were strategizing, a golden-haired elven young woman with emerald eyes sparkling, came sprinting toward them. Clutching a stack of papers in her delicate hand, she adjusted her spectacles before delivering her urgent message. "Your Highness, we have received reports from the Akilan realm that the Skyhall has dispatched its army and Half Celestial stage ancestors to safeguard the portal," the elven young woman reported. Despite the gravity of her words, her attention was drawn to the Dark Lord.…
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After using the portal to reach the Stormville Mountain range, Michael slowly marched toward the giant warship hovering in the air, Nithroel's formidable vessel. She was standing atop a mountain peak, overlooking the stormy expanse of the range. The storm was raging, and the wind howled fiercely, yet there was no rain, a testament to Rainar's death, another kill credited to Michael. As he walked toward her with his demon army marching behind him, the elves who had set up a perimeter to protect their…
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Once Ganeria was destroyed into bits and pieces, the blinding light of destruction made everyone close their eyes. During this light, the Skyhall remote center activated the teleportation sequence and teleported the Celestial Cannon away from the battle. But with Tarsus gone, the control he had over the demons was destroyed, causing the demons to fall from the sky like flies, reverting back to their dead state. Michael watched the demons falling into the sea with a grin, floating in the air. When he…
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"Shit," Michael cursed under his breath as he saw the Celestial Cannon slowly turning toward the floating mountain. He wasn't a fool. He had already examined the Celestial Cannon and knew it was indestructible by his current arsenal and dark flames. Even the system had confirmed he couldn't destroy it in his current state. This wasn't some movie where the good guy always wins with a miraculous turn of events. This was real life, and he needed to find a way to save his castle and floating mountain.…
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As the Celestial Cannon powered up, the skyhall angels scattered in fear, desperate to escape the beam's deadly path. "Get the fuck out of the way!" one angel screamed, his wings flapping frantically as he darted away. "Shit, shit, shit! We're all gonna die!" another angel yelled, eyes wide with panic as he tried to put as much distance as possible between himself and the cannon. "Move your asses! That thing's gonna obliterate everything!" a third angel shouted, shoving others aside in his haste…
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At that moment, inside Ganeria, Elder Tarsus barked orders at his minions with a mix of fury and desperation. "Bring out the Celestial Cannon, now!" he roared. The moment the words left his mouth, a chill ran down the spines of those around him. The Celestial Cannon had been used before, during the Dark Lord's battle with Noah. When it fired, their Holy Maiden Rowena, who had discovered the Dark Lord was her brother, sacrificed herself to save him. Many believed she was evaporated in the blast, others…
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Realizing that the Dark Lord was up to something more sinister with his army, Elder Tarsus felt a surge of rage that made the veins on his head bulge visibly. The thought of personally confronting Michael flashed across his mind, but he quickly dismissed it. The power gap between them was immense as facing the Dark Lord head-on would be suicide. Tarsus knew he wouldn't last a second against such a deadly and powerful foe. His role was to coordinate the assault on the Dark Lord, a task assigned to him by…
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