a powerful blast of gales disrupted everything.
The people within the city.
the warring armies outside of the walls.
even the champions were forced to fall to the ground.
Not that anyone could blame them, as the culprit was something they often mistaken Mark for...
A Monster Lord.
(A/N some more little secrets revealed~ with a hint as to what the real name of Mark's race is)
a monster which is the same race as Mark, for they are known for three specific things.
their god-like might that could destroy castle walls with a leisure swing of a hand which just happened with the very wall of the pier city.
their ability to create armies that consisted of fearless soldiers, made from the weak or wounded enemies, that each one had half the strength as their leader.
then finally the incredibly powerful bodies they had that could resist any physical or magical attacks as their racial regenerative abilities made them practically immortals starting from the 4th tier and up.
as fledglings, they were excellent assassins as their defenses are at its weakest making this the best time to kill them, upon reaching the third tier that is when they are supposed to begin growing their natural armor, upon reaching the 4th tier is when they begin gaining the ability to resist the magic of any kind but to a lesser degree.
from 5th to 7th tier is when they can lead armies made from the bodies of those that are dead or weakened as they reveled in the heat of battle they learned this skill for two reasons, one to satisfy their lust for a life or death battle, albeit, using someone else's body and two to begin challenging those that had been chosen by the gods.
What would be a better challenge than the very 'champions' themselves?
Upon reaching the 8th to 9th tier, who would capable of even tickling them once they reached this level of power?
The very first 'Bone fiend' that had reached the 9th tier after living for so long and slaughtering if not hundreds but thousands of champions of the gods stumbled upon an interesting challenge just to make its blood boil even for a moment.
If there was no mortal being capable of withstanding its might...
what about immortal beings? Let's rephrase that...
what about the so-called gods that are said to be the strongest?
And that is what it did...
it fought and SLAUGHTERED a majority of the gods~
For its actions, it was cursed by the remaining gods and locked away into the abyss waiting for the next chance to let its blood boil once more.
The gods hated this monstrosity yet they craved to have its bloodline under their control which is why now the very woman that Mark was trying to find was heavily sought after by the gods as well as a few certain people.
As being 'loved' by the gods entailed more than what was shared by the description.
Remishia was making her way towards the very man she had been wanting to meet to venture into the vast world and see what it had to offer her.
But right now, she was forced to hide on the walls mere inches away from the crumbled edge in shock from the sudden event as her ears were ringing from the sonic boom.
Yet, despite this near-death experience, Remishia was grinning!
Why?
she did not know...
yet the thrill of seeing such might and her managing to catch a glimpse of the culprit made her want to change her race completely into whatever Mark was from the spectacle earlier before having to find against a few guards on the wall making her miss a very vital scene then she was shown how another one just like her lover's race displayed a little peek of just how powerful they can be!
when she checked the temporary race name on her status while it seemed jumbled she understood that there were eleven letters for two words and it looked like this.
Race: !@((3# @$^&@
And from what she could somewhat decipher from it was ?a??e? a???a, she lacked the knowledge and drive to figure such things out right now.
But what she was craving was to change her race and get the same kind of power that Mark had displayed to her.
strength, an army at his disposal, and a powerful body!
something that she understood first hand as if it weren't for her bodily changes that blade of the assassin that nearly killed her before just outside of big mama's tavern, her skin was like armor preventing any killing blows from reaching her vitals!
However, while she was distracted a low growl echoed in her ears the very being that destroyed the wall was looming over her, and before she could say anything its large hand grabbed hold of her neck then slowly lifted her off of the ground as its spine-chilling words had followed after its largemouth morphed from disgust.
"AnOtHeR PaWn Of ThE GoDs, HuH?"
its words were heavily coated in malice as its grip was tightening up and constructing her airway making her tear up, with her legs flailing about, her tail and hands desperately trying to make the monster loosen its grip or even let go!
The bone fiend that held her was angry for another reason he came to this city to find one of his kind thanks to the resonance of the blood of their race, the stronger they are the easier it is for them to find the weaker ones of their kind, he was very excited when he felt another connection to suddenly appear within this city.
But what he had found was something his kind abhorred more than anything the disposable pawns of the gods used to steal away their children and other members of their race.
The first partner of these pawns of the gods receives a mind-warping spell that makes them instinctively protect their 'mate' to the bitter end until they either impregnate or get impregnated by their mate once that happens...
they become a slave to whatever god their mate was tied to giving the god a powerful believer and a powerful protector for the child.
and the only way to prevent it was by killing the partner before a child is conceived as this bone fiend had lost a sibling to such a terrible means so upon seeing another pawn, it wanted to feel a bit better by delivering some revenge even if it was by fucking this vile 'thing' to death!
Its next words made her face turn pale as a disgustingly cruel idea popped into her attacker's head.
"Since your gods want to make you into our breeding mare it should be fine if I get some fun too right?"
Despair filled Remishia's eyes as her clothes were ripped off exposing her body for everyone to see.
The bone fiend was enjoying this as its petty revenge made it forget why it had come here in the first place, the girl started kicking around more erratically before the monster's other free hand grabbed one of her legs...
then crushed it!
Her pained wail echoed out slightly before her assailant's grip tightened up a bit reducing her noise to a mere squeak in a second, but she wasn't going to give up that easily as she used her tail to stab away at this monster before it got chomped on then ripped off nearly to the base of her tail as her blood now dripped to the ground.
Unable to move or even make a sound as she fainted from the pain the bone fiend then continued with its petty idea for revenge as a large member that looked like it was meant to rip someone's insides to shreds had emerged from the cloak as jagged bone spikes covered it as it slowly drew closer to the passed out woman's lower lips.
Before a small rock smacked into the side of his face while an angry shout that promised a bloody death boomed out.
"G̸͖̩͚̽̈́͊̄͛̂̅̉̚̕E̵̱̲͕̕Ť̷̛̜̝̣͚͉͈̪͈̏̑̒̏̀͋͝ ̴̳͗͂͂̍̏̋̓Y̷̛̺̬̞͉̮͇̦̣̍̾̓̅̈́O̵̝͔͐͛̄̈̾Ụ̴͎̺͔̤̻̖͈̘͗́́̕R̷̮̭͖̪͇̔̏̐͗͆͜ ̵̮̤̯̖̣̤͑̄̏͆ͅͅH̷̻͐À̸̡̢̹̗̯̮̣̻̈́̏͋̃͊̀̅̋͋N̴͇̔̀̐͐̕̚D̵̢̛̺̩͇̘̻̭́̊͋͑͐̓͌̀̈́͜ͅͅS̷̡͚̥͉̞̜̰̗̙̝̑̔̽͆̃͘͝ ̷̎̀̒O̷̺͋̅̎̿̽̈́́̈͘͝F̴̗̲̯̣͈͈̫̳̔̔͊̃̍͗̂̑̚͜F̶̧͖̪͇͕͓̗͙̰̠̐́̈́ ̵̢͇͎̲͇̬͛Ȍ̷̢͍̜̜̩̳̝̪̯̍͜͠F̶̢̟̫͓̃͑͠ ̵̛͔̰̺̥̭͇̉̀̊͒͛͐̚M̶̤͎̦̠̠̎Ỵ̸̧̫̠͕̥͋̊̈́͂ͅ ̶̨̰̥̜̠̣͕̘̟̈́ͅD̴̽͗̈́͜ͅÀ̶̢̨͙̤͕͔U̴̧̢̹̘̯̦͐̍͌͛̄̚͠G̶̨̢̖̪̮͇̫̯͓̗͐̍̈̒̈́̃H̷͍̣̦͙̙͂̂̓̓̽̓̕̚͘͠Ţ̸̧͍̥͍͖͙͉̳̉̀͋̓̾Ȩ̷̢̛̬͉̤̞̣̟̹́̈́͛͆͘ͅR̶̳̫͔͛̑̕̚͝!̸̻̓̾̔!̶̩̦̮͔̉͝!̷̝̤̓"
A large woman carrying a greatsword pointed it at the monster before a battle-hungry grin stretched out from its mouth that was still chewing the piece of a tail as it sensed her strength then replied in an excited tone.
"Why don't you make me?"