Back when Kahn as Atreus was in the war room, discussing his plans with his fellow soldiers and officials, he knew that his strategy was not particularly complex or groundbreaking.
It was a simple plan, relying on his own mastery of the latest combat techniques to turn the tide of the battle in their favor.
But despite its simplicity, Kahn's plan was devastatingly effective. With lightning-fast reflexes and incredible strength, he was able to take out entire hordes of monsters with ease, his blows landing with deadly accuracy.
RUMBLE!!
Suddenly, there was a deafening bang that shook the ground beneath their feet. Everyone in the war room looked outside to see a ma.s.sive Azure Dragon Fist descending from the sky, obliterating every monster in a 2-kilometer radius.
WAR DOMINANCE!
It had been almost a year since Atreus had arrived in the Beast Empire, and he knew that the time had come to unleash one of his most powerful blessings - War Dominance.
With a fierce determination in his eyes, Atreus activated the blessing, and the ground beneath him began to shake as a ma.s.sive shockwave emanated from his body. In an instant, all of the monsters on the ground, as well as the aerial forces and battleships in the sky, were decimated.
Warriors on the ships were sent tumbling to their deaths as the vessels themselves were torn apart by the sheer force of Atreus' saint pressure.
The once-chaotic battlefield was now eerily silent, the only sounds being the moans of the wounded and dying. Atreus stood amidst the carnage, his body still pulsing with the residual energy of his devastating attack.
Even so, this was not even a proper attack, just him leaking out his aura of a 5th-stage saint.
RUMBLE!
RUMBLE!
As the rain poured down in torrents, Atreus began to focus his mind, tapping into the power of the Waterblade Hurricane, a Legendary Rank skill he had acquired from Cthulhu. In mere seconds, the sky turned dark and the clouds roiled overhead, lightning flashing and thunder booming in the distance.
With a fierce cry, Atreus unleashed the full force of the Waterblade Hurricane, creating a ma.s.sive domain that stretched for five kilometers in every direction.
The domain was now completely under Atreus' control, and he knew that he could use it to devastating effect against his enemies. With a flick of his wrist, he sent a wave of water blades slashing through the air, cutting down any monsters that had survived his previous attack.
Atreus was now like a G.o.d of the storm, his power absolute and his enemies left cowering in fear.
"Impossible! Even for a saint...that level of control is unprecedented.
Wait, the information said Lord Atreus is only a 4th stage saint.
But why does this feel like a domain of a 5th-stage saint?" the semi-saint captain's face was full of disbelief as he watched unparalleled control of the water element and spoke with awe.
On the battlefield, the atmosphere was quickly filled with agony and screams of the rebels as Kahn's millions of waterblades rained down on them. Each blade was made of highly compressed water, similar to a water jet used to cut metal sheets. Despite the hundreds of magic barriers erected by the enemy, the barrage of waterblades cut through them like a hot knife through b.u.t.ter, completely unopposed.
Atreus looked around at the battlefield, his eyes narrowing as he took in the scene of destruction and chaos.
"What I'm about to do… I don't think I can have witnesses." he said quietly, his voice filled with determination.
Without hesitation, he began to cast a legendary rank magic formation that he had been preparing since the moment he arrived on the battlefield. As he chanted the incantation, brilliant and dazzling blue lights erupted from his body, illuminating the area around him.
At the same time, the 10-kilometer-long city walls behind him were instantly covered by a barrier that thickened with every pa.s.sing moment.
This was the Reality Separation spell, a powerful magic taught to Kahn by Vildred himself.
With this spell, Atreus could not only create an isolation barrier, but also block all sorts of views, the flow of sound, vibrations, light, and aura of living beings. In other words, the region behind the barrier would be completely cut off from the outside world, unable to see or sense anything about the ongoing battle between Atreus and the rebels.
However, the battle was far from over. Despite the barrier separating Atreus from the rebels, the effects of his skill were still felt.
As Atreus watched, all of the rebels and monsters that had been struck down by the attack began to twitch and foam at the mouth, paralyzed by the potent Neurotoxin Venom, another one of his abilities, mixed in with the water falling from the clouds.
In upcoming moments, a figure suddenly appeared in the midst of the paralyzed rebels.
It was a tall and burly warrior with the head of a lion, his muscles bulging with power.
"Oh, you have finally decided to show up, NPC no.1." Atreus said casually, a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth as he looked at the saint who was in charge of these troops.
"I was getting worried that I might have killed you along with these c.o.c.kroaches."
This was all part of his grand strategy, as Kahn resolved to separate the strong players from the rest of the mobs first. He knew that the key to winning a war was to eliminate the toughest opponents first, and he was determined to do just that.
As thousands of people and monsters fell to his ruthless waterblades, Kahn didn't even bat an eye.
He knew that as a War General, he couldn't afford to show any mercy to his enemies, even if it meant taking the innocent lives of those who were simply following orders or fighting for a cause they were deceived into believing.
Because if he did show any signs of compa.s.sion, it would come at a great cost - the lives of his own soldiers and the citizens he was supposed to protect. This was the cold and harsh reality of war, and Kahn understood it all too well.
He knew that to win this war, he had to be ruthless and uncompromising, and that was exactly what he did.