the Wind Crafter Hurricane forms some defensive measure forming around them "A Storms leaves only devastations in their wake through countless paths the nature being almost as mysterious as their formation." Closing his eyes for a bit as they move slowly the hurricane launched tearing apart the village before heading further in towards the sanctuary the wind crafter sweating slightly from maintaining it.
As they move forwards into the village that was torn through the footman Meeting some Resistance stab it simply killing the church and priest the remaining Populous leave their Basements In fear for what going to happen the massive army of footmen terrifying them
the church Men move out sweating at the massive army there being few if any of them as they were positioned here to counteract a small group, not the entire army. "Seem your kind spread out a decent bit"
The Church's men are supported by the Priestess unaware of what will happen after or if they're defeated The Footmen take up their arms the Church's men charge them like it's their last day alive. the rushing Church members get skewer the priestesses healing them.
The Priests having All died in the hurricane believe their God would protect them
Octavius looks at this with no emotion the cycle repeats as the Footman blinkers blink to the priestesses capture them and teleport to the backline with Octavius he smirks at them bringing 1 up his hand glowing before pressing on her head.
her eyes Roll back into her skull as she Passes out laying on the side before he looks at the rest. "bring them up" 1 by 1 a Stack of living priestesses lay in a comatose-like state. "give them a minute to wake up I've exchanged their religion with the 1 you all follow. The aurora"
The priestesses start to get up grasping their heads before the hypnosis takes over fixing it they immediately kneel to Octavius "Vassel Octavius" they say Subtle Octavius just nodding at the girl's very nice appearance.
'I do wonder why the church specifically picks young women with sexy bodies for their ritual after all they only have to be a virgin. to work the Supposed God just being an entity made from belief similar to the Aurora.'
"here ride these and heal the soldiers on the ground." A Large hippo-like creature with 2 Large horns and a chained collar sits attached to a platform saddle with Railings around it and a roof.
The Priestess enters through the back of the railing it shuts before they Start to move their staffs it having changed via Octavius as well as their Robes now bearing intricate patterns of an Aurora Moving across the sky within the robes Dragons hidden throughout it.
they spin their staff in the air a mixture of Colours forming a Large orb which Shifting and turns before launching Beams at them healing the footmen's stamina and morale as they move closer into the town the Undead having spread out to go to the other towns
Octavius only really needs to send a few units with them to direct them his Staff also having the ability to mark people as generals within the village the Priestess Mount begin Casting out scripture that hypnotize the populous rewriting their religion as Octavius looks further outseeing some kind of Pillar
"what the hell is that" he Start to Move towards it getting a better view of his eyes Widen a Pillar oF corpse with a skewer through the middle the blood turning the PIllar to crimson from the amount of blood a pool of it sitting beneath it still.
"what the hell" moving closer towards it instead of running summoning a juvenile wind dragon and hopping on it before it tasks off the sound barrier shattering faster than his fire dragon as it reaches speed fast then a jet Octavius only being able to ride it because of it placing a wind barrier around him.
Reaching it the dragon stops abruptly. the wind is completely Gone showing even a juvenile's control over the wind Look at it he finally gets a good look at the Rotting Corpse Pillar having flies and maggots all throughout its size being unnatural as if somebody Placed 1 on top of the other and Force it down."
the furthest body down possessing a large base the closest to it having a huge gaping hole of rot around his original Area sliding down the Pillar a little before stooping touching the base of the pool of blood Octavius looks with disgust.
Before noticing the hand that dips in slowly being devoured as it moves up his arm getting faster and faster before his entire Body is devoured in the blink of an eye the skeletons rib-cracking before falling into the pool of blood.
"what the hell is in that pool. I don't wanna know." he pats the dragon as it shifts his wings and flies back. Towards the now capture village. landing he has a deep frown on his face "ahead is something far worse than I Expect!"
"Are you prepared for something that will generally Test your morals to the very limit as what beyond this is pillars as tall as a castle with corpses all the way down!" they Look with both curiosity and frowns the villager Shivering and kneeling.
in fear of the remaining men protecting their families with their bodies. Octavius closes his eyes. "let us continue forwards." The soldiers nod and hail with high voices and mighty morale Ready to continue at any time.
They form up as they Start Moving Forwards Octavius summoning the Infernous tanks they appear on the edge of the army. the large Gun turret houses A massive flamethrower turret reminiscent of a 3 headed dog the turrets point at different angles forwards. more flamethrowers on the treads as it moves the flame-spewing out the side the army not on burning everything within that radius the treads coated in a fireproof method 1 of the few fire prove defences.
the turrets turn facing the great scarlet Plains that span a great Range the tress possessing a scarlet hue to them as does the stuff "why is this all red it should be green" they come across a much smaller corpse pillar looking over it the Men Frown.