I wish I could conjure an image for you, but my eyes have never beheld these majestic creatures.
I summoned the Galewardens with robust frames that seemed to carve through the water. Their scales, blending deep blues and silvers, shimmered under the ocean's light, reflecting their power and resilience. Their presence exuded strength, each movement a testament to their imposing stature among our kind.
When the Mysticweavers answered my call, their forms bathed in an otherworldly glow. Iridescent scales painted in hues of pearlescent blues and purples adorned their bodies. Intricate runes, softly glowing with arcane energy, adorned their fins, speaking volumes of their mastery over the mystical forces that bind our realm.
The Shadowblades appeared, moving with an elusive grace that made them almost blend into the shadows. Their scales, cloaked in shades of midnight blues and velvety blacks, seemed to meld seamlessly with the abyss. Their piercing eyes, watchful and keen, hinted at their expertise in stealth and cunning.
Then came the Aerorangers, their elegance as breathtaking as the dance of leaves in the wind. Their scales shimmered in shades of verdant greens and soft golds, reminiscent of sunlight filtering through a dense forest. Intricate markings adorned their fins, symbols of ancient summoning arts, while their eyes blazed with an intensity matched only by their proficiency in archery and the arcane.
'Let's summon an army of them!'
[Attention!]
[An army of summoned beings is currently impossible due to the host's limited mana reserves!]
'Then how many can I summon?'
[Precisely ten individuals from each branch can be summoned!]
'Alright'
[Forty-six individuals have been summoned!]
As I heard the message a bright flash illuminated the cave and a large number of individuals appeared in front of me. But as I was about to raise my voice to welcome them a message popped in front of me and I lost consciousness.
[The mana reserves have been emptied!]
As I finally regained consciousness, I was met with the piercing gaze of Vaela, her questioning stare demanding answers after what had felt like an eternity.
"My lord, who are these beings and why do I feel a connection to them as they were my brethren?", she asked confusingly.
"Vaela they are my summons, I summoned them using the Basic Summoning Skill I got from the previous lord. They will help us in the upcoming battle."
"As you wish my lord" she said obediently.
Meanwhile, The Earth lord and his troops were boiling from anger due to Volcanicore's disrespect towards them.
-----Earth Lord's POV-----
Deep within the heart of his subterranean bastion, the Terraformis Stonelord, a colossus amidst the shifting depths, received the envoy with an air of regal command. His domain, a labyrinthine expanse carved with intricate patterns of earthen mastery, bore the echoes of his dominance over the subaqueous realm.
As the envoy relayed the news of volcanicore's insolence, the Stonelord's granite features contorted in a silent storm of rage. Each word of defiance struck at the very core of his sovereignty, igniting an inferno of fury within him.
"That new Galefin lord dares to challenge my reign?" His voice, a thunderous cascade, reverberated across the vast caverns, resonating with an authority that brooked no dissent. The envoy's account of the new lord's disobedience was an affront to his unyielding dominion.
The Stonelord's eyes, aglow with molten determination, fixated upon the envoy, demanding submission. "Prepare the troops," he bellowed, his decree resonating through the caverns with an uncompromising finality. "We shall teach this impudent lord the cost of defiance."
The commander, bowing deeply before the Earth Lord's might, swiftly departed, his steps echoing the urgency of the impending conflict. The Stonelord's command reverberated through the subterranean bastion, rallying the Earth forces to enforce his indomitable will.
Within the confines of his domain, the Stonelord brooded in a tempest of wrath. Volcanicore's refusal to yield was an open challenge to his unassailable authority, and the Earth Lord vowed to exert his dominion with an unrelenting force that would shatter any hint of insubordination.
His domain trembled with the weight of his fury, the very essence of the earth responding to his wrath. The Stonelord, a titan of unyielding will, steeled himself for the forthcoming clash, intent on asserting his rule and quelling the audacious rebellion that threatened the stability of his underwater realm.
After a few hours,
As the Terraformis Stonelord led his formidable army through the vast expanse of the ocean, a procession of earthbound might surged forward with the relentless determination of a seismic wave. His forces, adorned in the resplendent hues of stone and earthen shades, moved in perfect unison under his command.
"Commander," the Stonelord's voice, authoritative and resolute, echoed through the waters, "tell me of the Galefin Lord's troops. What strengths do they possess? What terrain do they claim as their own?"
The commander, a seasoned officer loyal to the Earth Lord's dominion, swam closer, bowing in deference. "My Lord," he began, "Galfin Lord's troops are diverse and possess unique abilities. They harness the powers of fire and summon creatures attuned to their command. Their terrain lies amidst the volcanic vents and rugged expanses, granting them strategic advantages."
The Stonelord's granite features softened into a contemplative expression as he absorbed this information. The revelation of volcanic ore's troops wielding elemental prowess and their mastery over volcanic landscapes sparked a consideration within the Earth Lord's calculated mind.
"Prepare our defences accordingly," the Stonelord commanded his voice an echo of unwavering resolve. "Their terrain may give them an advantage, but our might will be an unyielding force. We shall reclaim what is rightfully mine."
With an authoritative nod, the commander relayed the orders to the Earth forces, orchestrating a strategic formation as they surged forward. The Stonelord's determination set the rhythm for their advance, each movement purposeful and synchronized as they approached Volcanicore's territory, poised for a clash that would echo through the depths of the oceanic realm.
-----End Of Earth Lord's Pov------
As I was conversing with the summoned beings regarding the situation, Vaela came into my chamber hurriedly,
"My lord, The Earth Lord has arrived!", with urgency in her voice.
Vaela collected all the troops which were found to be around seven hundred including the summoned troops and I ordered them to take positions for the upcoming battle. As they took position a large swirling of waves was sensed in the depths and when I gazed in the direction of the source a massive army of about a thousand was standing in front of me. It consisted of many creatures ranging from marine rock sharks to Deepstalker Sharks and various species of turtles, and armoured fishes.
And in the centre was a large colossal creature reminding me of the dunkleostus fish of the Devonian period. His massive frame, resembling an ancient armoured titan, boasted a robust build adorned with scales akin to polished stone, their hues ranging from rich earthy tones to rugged granite greys. These scales, arranged in intricate patterns across his colossal form, shimmered with an austere lustre under the refracted light of the ocean depths, reflecting his unyielding strength.
His dorsal fins, adorned with rugged ridges resembling craggy outcrops, possessed an imposing presence, accentuating his authoritative demeanour. From afar, his silhouette resembled a moving fortress, an embodiment of enduring solidity and unwavering stability within the fluidity of the underwater world.
As the tumultuous clash of opposing forces neared, I stood resolute at the forefront of my army, the weight of impending conflict hanging heavily in the oceanic expanse. The pulse of determination surged through me as I gazed upon the Terraformis Stonelord's approaching forces.
"Charge!" I bellowed, the command echoing through the waters, rallying my troops to surge forward. With every beat of my heart, the anticipation of battle intensified.
Ahead, the Stonelord's army loomed, a formidable assembly clad in hues of stone and earthen might. The clash was inevitable, a collision of elemental forces within the serene underwater domain.
My troops, a diverse array of Zephyrfin races, moved with calculated precision, each embodying their specialized strengths. Galewardens surged forward with raw power, Mysticweavers conjured arcane energies, Shadowblades weaved through the currents with stealth, and Aerorangers summoned allies with precision.
I led the charge, a surge of determination propelling me into the heart of the conflict. The clash was chaotic—a ballet of power and strategy amidst the shifting currents. I darted between adversaries, engaging in the dance of combat.
The Stonelord's forces proved formidable, their solid formations and unwavering resolve presenting a challenge. Earth met fire, the clash of elements creating a tumultuous symphony that reverberated through the ocean depths.
Despite the fury of the battle raging around me, a focused determination fueled my every move. I manoeuvred amidst the chaos, rallying my troops with strategic commands, and pressing forward with unyielding resolve.
The clash continued, the clash of powers and wills creating a tempestuous storm within the tranquil underwater realm. Each movement, each strike, was a testament to the unwavering spirit of both armies—both resolute in their pursuit of dominance within the watery expanse.
I harnessed the elemental power within me, calling forth the fiery fury that lay dormant. With focused intent, I unleashed the flames, a scorching wave aimed at the Terraformis Stonelord's advancing forces.
'Flame Thrower'
The flames danced and roared, a conflagration of intense heat engulfing a significant portion of the Earth Lord's army. The searing blaze tore through their ranks, decimating the adversaries in its path.
The Stonelord's forces recoiled, the flames consuming their formations with relentless intensity. The scalding heat dispersed their solid defences, creating chaos amidst their ranks as they struggled to counter the onslaught of fire.
Amidst the billowing flames, I could feel the surge of power, the elemental inferno that I had summoned. Yet, even as the flames engulfed a quarter of the Earth Lord's army, I knew that the battle was far from over. The Stonelord's forces, resilient and steadfast, regrouped amidst the searing heat, rallying to counter the blaze.
The battlefield became a maelstrom of conflicting elements—the earthy solidity meeting the scorching fury of fire. Despite the devastation wrought by the flames, the Stonelord's forces stood resilient, their unwavering determination a testament to their indomitable spirit.
As the flames subsided, leaving behind a swath of charred remnants in their wake, I prepared myself for the continued clash, knowing that the Earth Lord's response would be swift and formidable. The battle raged on, the ebb and flow of elemental powers dictating the course of the conflict within the submerged arena.
With determined strides, I propelled myself through the tumultuous aftermath of the flames, my gaze fixed on the unmoved figure of the Terraformis Stonelord amidst the chaos. Despite the devastation wrought upon a portion of his forces, the Earth Lord remained an unyielding bastion, a testament to his unwavering resolve.
The Earth Lord's visage, stoic and resolute, betrayed no hint of faltering as I advanced toward him. His presence exuded an air of unshakeable stability amidst the remnants of the scorching inferno that had torn through his ranks.
As I closed the distance, a surge of elemental power coursed through me, ready to unleash the next assault. I steadied myself, prepared to face the immovable force that stood before me.
The Stonelord, with a commanding aura that mirrored the solidity of bedrock, regarded me with a steely gaze. His unflinching stare seemed to penetrate the depths of the ocean, an unwavering challenge amid chaos.
I braced myself, summoning the elemental energies within. Yet, even as I prepared for the next onslaught, a voice echoed within my mind—a fleeting realization that this clash transcended mere displays of power. It was a confrontation of wills, a clash of dominion within the underwater realm.
The tension between us crackled in the aquatic expanse, a palpable aura of opposing elemental forces converging. With each movement, I felt the weight of the impending clash, the determination to assert dominance and secure the sanctity of my territory.
The standoff persisted, a silent duel of determination and authority. Though my flamethrower had wrought devastation upon his forces, the Earth Lord's resilience remained unshaken, presenting an insurmountable challenge that demanded a strategic approach beyond sheer elemental force.
As I stood mere distances away from the indomitable Stonelord, the looming clash between fire and earth was poised to reach its zenith, each move calculated and deliberate within the fluid theatre of the underwater battleground.
"So you are here! New lord!", he said imposing his commanding aura.
[Warning!]
[The difference between the host and opponent is too much!]