Inside the palace, preparations for war were in full swing, and outside, thick clouds had once again gathered in the sky. The great battle was now only a matter of time. There was an atmosphere of tension and anxiety everywhere. Everyone knew that this time, the war would not be ordinary but a decisive battle between gods, humans, and demons.
The sorcerer Riyans stood up from his place and walked towards the court, where Averia was seated on his throne. There was a strange gleam in Riyans' eyes, as if he was signaling toward a major decision. Upon reaching Averia, he said softly, "My lord, we should summon Indra and his guardian army. Along with them, we can send those blood-sucking Vishachos, who can annihilate any enemy in an instant. This army would be enough if we send it to eliminate Elvis and his forces."
Averia thought for a while, and then his eyes became serious. He couldn't fully trust Riyans' suggestion. He said gravely, "Riyans, the guardian army is led by Indra himself, but I doubt they will be able to defeat Elvis. His power is not ordinary—he is tied to the forces of darkness."
Riyans smiled and replied, "My lord, your concerns are valid, but Indra's army has immense strength, and with the Vishachos, they can drain the enemy's power. We must give them a chance. To defeat Elvis, we need to use every possible force."
Averia paused for a moment, then took a deep breath. "Very well," he said, "we will summon Indra. But if even Indra and his army fail, we will have to think of another way."
Riyans quickly began preparations to send a message to Indra. The decision had been made to send Indra's army to find and eliminate Elvis. But Averia still had his doubts. Could Indra and his guardian army truly defeat someone as powerful as Elvis?
A little while later, Indra arrived at the palace. His presence alone made the air heavy. Along with him were the massive flying Vishachos, whose eyes gleamed with an unmistakable thirst for blood. Indra looked at Averia and said, "My lord, you have commanded us to eliminate Elvis. I and my army are ready to serve."
Averia looked at Indra and said, "We trust you, Indra. Elvis' power is growing, and if we don't stop him in time, he will plunge the entire world into darkness."
Indra nodded solemnly and ordered his soldiers to prepare. The Vishachos spread their wings and took to the skies, their vulture-like eyes scanning the ground, eager to begin their search for Elvis. Indra led his army, and with the giant Vishachos, they disappeared into the sky.
Averia glanced at Riyans, who was standing at a distance, and there was still a hint of doubt in his eyes. After Indra and his army departed, a strange calm descended over the palace. Averia sat on his throne, but the anxiety in his eyes was clear. He knew that Indra's army was powerful, but Elvis was no ordinary enemy. He possessed a power that could challenge even a god.
Outside the palace, Riyans was busy with his ministers and commanders, strategizing for the war. But even in his mind, there was a fear—what if Indra failed? Riyans knew that if Indra's army were to be defeated, Elvis would become even more powerful.
After some time, strong winds began to blow in the courtyard of the palace. The clouds in the sky had thickened even more. This was a sign that Indra and his army had reached Elvis. Averia looked out of the window. He saw a flash of lightning in the distant sky, followed by a thunderous roar. It seemed as if the battle between the gods and the forces of darkness had begun.
"This war will not end soon," Averia said to himself.
Meanwhile, in his impenetrable fortress, Elvis stood gazing up at the sky. He knew that Indra and his army were coming. A cold smile spread across his lips. He gripped his sword tightly in his hands and slowly said, "Indra... no matter how much power you have, you will never be able to defeat my darkness."
Behind him, his Vishacho warriors growled deeply, as if they were eagerly waiting for the battle to begin. Elvis awakened his dark powers, and a deep glow of darkness appeared in his eyes. "Come, Indra," he said, "I am waiting for you."
At the same moment, Indra's army had reached the fortress. Indra raised his sword to the sky, and a flash of lightning spread around him. He commanded his soldiers, "Find Elvis and destroy him." The Vishachos charged toward the fortress with full force.
Elvis saw this and laughed loudly. "So, you've sent your demons? Let's see how powerful you really are."
The battle had now begun.
The Vishachos charged at full speed toward Elvis' fortress, their eyes burning with a fierce thirst for blood. Darkness spread around the fortress, as if the night itself had joined the war. Indra raised his sword to the sky, and the lightning's brilliance pierced through the darkness. But to Elvis, it seemed a mere flicker.
"Is this the full extent of your power, Indra?" Elvis shouted. His voice echoed throughout the fortress. From his hands, a blast of deep black energy shot forth, directly toward Indra's army. The energy was so powerful that the first wave of Vishachos was instantly obliterated.
Indra, his eyes blazing with fury, said, "Elvis, you don't know the consequences of defying the gods." He drove his chariot forward and rallied his army once again.
On the other side, Elvis stood still, his eyes showing no fear. He glanced at his demonic warriors behind him and gestured silently. In an instant, they vanished into thin air, and the next moment, they attacked Indra's army from all directions. These dark warriors moved so quickly that Indra's soldiers barely had time to react.
But Indra did not give up. He gave a loud command to his army, and in no time, the remaining forces regrouped and started facing the enemy head-on. The battle between lightning and darkness had now gained full momentum. The sky echoed with the sound of thunder, clashing swords, and the cries of soldiers.
Meanwhile, Elvis raised his dark sword and looked directly at Indra. "The time has come for you to taste this darkness," he said. His sword began to radiate an immense power, one that even Indra, for the first time, felt was a serious threat.
"Come, Elvis!" Indra roared, and both mighty warriors charged toward each other with incredible speed.