21st Century Archmage

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‘Argh!

Through the mana scope in my helmet, I could see it.

The remains of Denfors castle gate, completely destroyed by a cowardly attack none of us had expected.

(PR/N: Welcome to war bud.)

The once-sturdy castle gate was in shambles, and even the walls surrounding it were destroyed beyond repair.

And scattered around the wreckage were my soldiers.

The dirty paladin bastards with their white cloaks walked past the corpses, approaching the soldiers and citizens.

“You dare…”

What I was feeling had gone beyond rage.

Far from sharing Gods love, these fucking paladins who made a living from selling Gods name had become vicious agents of destruction.

Schwiiip!

Launched by my right hand, another spear whistled forward.

GUOOOOOOOOOO! As if comprehending the situation unfolding before us, Bebeto roared out, informing the world of his existence.

Flash flash flash flash.

Recovering from the shock of my ambush, the paladins hurled spears at me.

In both of my hands were the new model of spears that I had produced. The spears, which had increasable range according to the users mana, glowed white-hot in my hands.

Flash!

Schwwwwwiiiiippp.

The spears left my hands and hurtled like a fierce pair of wolves towards the wyverns in the front, their speed nearly twice the enemys spears.

“Shield!”

Grabbing another two spears, I simultaneously cast magic.

Bang! Bang! Baaang!

The eight spears that flew towards us bounced off my mana shield.

Craaaack!

The simple, sleek shield made of mana cracked under the barrage of spears. Even for a shield made with high-quality mana, it couldnt endure the full force of eight spears unscathed.

Schwiiip scwhiiiiiip!

Releasing the shield, I once again hurled the spears in my hands.

Baaaam!

KWAAAAAK!

KIAAAAAAAK!

KUWAAAAK!

The wyverns hit by the first three spears I had thrown screamed miserably, one after another. My spears had punched through their wyvern armor like paper and lodged themselves deep in wyvern flesh.

There was only about a kilometer between us. At this distance, I could clearly see the Skyknights panicking from my brute-force charge.

I reloaded again.

Flash flaaaash!

I didnt even need to aim. These spears were on a different level and wouldnt miss their huge, bulky marks.

Ba-baaam!

KYAAAAAAAAAAK!

KUAAAAAAK!

Two new voices joined the ranks of their fallen comrades.

There were four wyverns left, and 500 meters between us.

Flap flap flap flap.

Finally realizing that the wyverns they were riding were a one-way ticket to hell, the Skyknights began to scatter before the tide.

“…Too late.”

If they had bravely charged towards me, they might have had a chance, but no enemy could flee before the increased range and speed of my new spears. And I wasnt one to miss an enemy showing their fleeing, vulnerable back.

Schwiip!

BAM!

Schwip!BABAM!

The spears left my hands with mechanical movements.

“F-Fly!”

As if they had prepared to jump ship, the paladins unclasped themselves and cast Fly as their wyverns screamed under them.

And in no time at all, only Bebeto was left flying in the air.

“I will… kill you all.”

I turned my head to the ground.

Everyone was watching the short, but brutal battle in the skies. I circled once with Bebeto above their dumbstruck heads.

Click.

I unclasped the safety ring. I didnt have a single spear left, but I did have a sword that would protect me. It wasnt the sword I had used up until now, but a blade the Dwarven Patriarch Cassiars had personally forged for me. It began to breathe blue with the surging waves of my mana core.

“Hup!”

Bebeto was flying low to the ground, and I jumped off towards the paladins, blocking their retreat with my solitary body.

They may have entered my land as they pleased, but they could not leave in the same manner. They would either die here or crawl out from under my feet.

I couldnt see anything else in front of my eyes.