Empire Of Souls 146 The World Is Mine 3

The entire front line of the Dragon King's army began to waver as the terrifying wraiths approached. Their screams had already shaken the Barbarians and even the Dragonmen grew fearful. The Dragon King sensed the approach of the wraiths and once more roared ferociously. He finally appeared, transforming into an enormous dragon and exploding into the skies with great power. 

However, the soundwaves from his roar pa.s.sed through the wraiths as they were immaterial and even the Dragon King's aura of power which swept the area was ineffective. The wraiths soon descended upon the hapless Barbarian warriors and Dragonmen, reaping their souls. Their bodies did not turn into husks. They only went limp, dropping to the ground like dominos carefully placed in a line. Several thousand Barbarian warriors and Dragonmen had their lives snuffed just like that. This was only the beginning of the horror though.

There was a moment of silence as those who had survived, and could only watch as their comrades died, gasped. The attack that harvested so many souls was something they had never seen before. They were filled with extreme apprehension as their eyes lingered on the thousands of corpses. Even the dragons were caught completely unprepared for this scene. Just when they could finally catch a breath, thinking that they were grateful for having survived, a strange scene took place.

Those they thought corpses began to shake and creak. The bodies that had fallen limp began to struggle to their feet. Their eyes were lifeless and their bodies already cold, but they stood up straight and lifted up their weapons in preparation for battle. The once brother in arms, that had fought side by side with those of their tribes, now turned their cold gazes to them. There was no hatred, no murderous intent, only the cold apathy of the dead. 

"What's going on?" many shouted with uncertainty. 

Others called out the names of those they knew so well, their friends, brothers, and mates. There was no answer, only silence, and then the sound of boots moving across the earth. The 'Soul Puppets' Aleks had created picked up speed as they charged towards their once companions and began a slaughter. There may not have been many of them, but the 'Soul Puppets' were extremely difficult to kill. No matter how they hacked, cut, or stabbed they just wouldn't die.

The Dragon King's warriors and soldiers desperately fought against the 'Soul Puppets' doing all they could to bring them down, but their efforts were in vain. The 'Soul Puppets' tore through their ranks, killing thousands in a short period of time. This caused the Dragon King's heart to ache as he watched this scene from high above. He wanted to act personally, spewing flames over the battlefield, but he hesitated. He might be able to destroy the 'Soul Puppets', but many of his own warriors would die as well. 

As the 'Soul Puppets' continued to kill their way through the Dragon King's army tirelessly, all the souls of the dead poured into Aleks granting him a huge amount of 'Soul Potential'. This fueled his power and he didn't need to hold back when he finally fought the Dragon King. For now he only watched the carnage, as expressionless as his mask.

Seeing no end to the calamity, the Dragon King decided to finally act.

"Dragons, kill them all!"

The Dragon King's voice echoed and the sounds of roaring dragons answered. 

Several powerful Legendary dragons leaped into the sky. They flew over the battlefield and breathed fire on all below. Their flames burned the 'Soul Puppets' and ignited their bodies on fire. Unfortunately, the flames also killed many of their own warriors and soldiers. Flames were never ones to tell friend from foe and they burned all equally. Soon, all of the 'Soul Puppets' had been turned into ash, but at the cost of many of their own. Tens of thousands of Barbarian warriors and Dragonmen had died before Aleks's army had even reached them. Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.

Enraged, the Dragon King made his move. He could no longer care about the collateral damage which would be caused by his attacks and he flew towards Aleks with great speed. His size was so large that he seemed to blot out the sun, but this did not cause Aleks concern. Aleks stood still, watching as the shadow of the Dragon King enveloped him. The Dragon King could control his size, but only when he was at his true size could he unleash all of his strength. The problem was, his size was truly too large and the damage from his attacks too widespread.

Aleks didn't have these same qualms. He had already had his army remain a half a mile away and even if they were caught in his battle, they would still serve him in death with the price of their souls. It wasn't ideal, but this was all for the larger picture. Once he won, the entire millions of lives on the Steppes would be his for the taking. 

Another thunderous roar sent ripples through the sky, raining down upon Aleks who appeared as if an ant beneath an Elephant's foot. Aleks lifted his arms and 'Soul Tendrils' wrapped around him and wriggled, sending whiplike flashes towards the approaching ripples. They shattered the ripples and soared high into the sky. 

Aleks suddenly grew translucent wings which spread outwards from his body and extended for several feet in length on each side of his body. They were not real wings, but wings made from 'Soul Tendrils. His body also shimmered with a translucent light, this was a sh.e.l.l consisting of 'Soul Potential' and was another application of his 'Soul Tendrils'. He had learned to be flexible with his powers and had found many useful applications for them. They could allow him to fly and even protect his body in an invulnerable sh.e.l.l. As long as he had enough 'Soul Potential' his strength was limitless.

With a flap of his wings, Aleks jumped and took flight. He appeared almost like an Angel. Up above were the clouds and all around him was the shadow of the Dragon King. This caused the formerly bright sunny day to become almost like night. While Aleks flew upwards and headed straight for the clouds, the clouds lit up with bright flashes of light. These b.a.l.l.s of light were similar to enormous fireflies which were falling like meteors. Those below could only stare up in horror at the sight, for there were thousands of these bright and shimmering b.a.l.l.s of flame and they were all descended from above the clouds.

Aleks didn't slow his ascent and pushed himself even faster until he pierced straight through the clouds and smashed into the fiery b.a.l.l.s of flames. This was a cataclysmic attack from the Dragon King, but Aleks merely blasted through without slowing down. He battered away the meteors that approached and sent them flying with a flap of his wings or a whip of his 'Soul Tendrils'. Flaming b.a.l.l.s of lava fell from the sky like rain and with this apocalyptic backdrop, Lenia drew her blade and pointed it forward before urging her mount on.

The Horde which surrounded the Dragon King's army for miles charged with loud screams and fearsome shouts as the flames came pouring down accompanied by the screams of those burning alive. The flames fell all across the area of the battlefield and couldn't discern between friend or foe. Those on both sides were burned alive by the falling b.a.l.l.s of fire, but this didn't stop the inevitable battle which was about to unfold. Dragons soared through the sky leading the defense and giant lizards and wolves stormed across the plains.

And so, over a million warriors rushed into battle amidst a rain of fire and death.