David Bishop and the Mystic of Creation T.C. Crawford (icecream ebook reader txt) 📖

with a weak laugh, wiping away her tears and trying her best to look strong.

David smiled in kind before he took off towards the middle of the central group. Erin watched him disappear into the ranks of men before she finally gathered enough strength to turn away and join with Rex and the others on the left flank.

It was one of the hardest things she had ever done, for she knew in her heart that things would never be the same again.

Suddenly, the ground began to tremble, and the massive force of demons began charging full throttle towards their front lines.

It had begun.

“Here they come, boys!” shouted Tybrin Hammerclaw, “Let’s give ‘em what they came for!” he said, raising his battle hammer high into the air for all to see.

“CHARGE!” he screamed, and he took off along with the rest of their forces at high speed, headed straight towards the front lines of the demon forces.

The riders quickly sped away from those on foot and, closing the gap at incredible speeds, crashed into the frontlines of the demon forces, sending them sprawling into the air or flattening them into the ground. They pushed deep into the enemy lines, breaking into their formations, and scattering them behind with their deadly charge.

The rest of the forces caught up and started hacking away at the still recovering demon horde, dispatching thousands in a matter of a few minutes. When the demon horde finally recovered from the initial impact, what ensued was a battle the likes of which the world hadn’t seen since the Mystic Wars nearly two millennia ago.

Sword clashed with sword and shield, blades and teeth met flesh, tearing it asunder, and the screaming of both man and beast could be heard for miles as the two forces clashed with unwavering tenacity.

As the fighting waged on and intensified with every passing moment, David scanned the distance, trying to find any indication of the Defiant One.

He crashed through the enemy lines, slashing and blasting away demons left and right with his sword and incredible power, but no matter how many he destroyed, more always took their place, filling the void of the blast area just as quickly as it had cleared.

Behind him, Rex was swinging his double-sided battle axe ferociously back and forth, taking off limbs and heads with every powerful swing, unleashing his pent-up rage for the deaths of thousands of his people at the hands of these monsters. The area around him began building mounds of fallen demons, and the earth beneath his feet was blackened as their sticky blood flew through the air in swirling arcs, following the path of his axe.

“Is that all you got!” he shouted in rage, crushing the skull of one who he had just dispatched and was still crawling towards him.

In the distance to Rex’s left, General Ryan stuck close to King Eldergate and Erin, protecting them from the onslaught of enemy forces, while each fought valiantly and without tire.

“I forgot how exciting this could be!” screamed the King over the roar of the battle, cutting down a nearby demon that had jumped from the fray into his reach.

“I’m not sure that’s the word I would use, Highness” shouted General Ryan in response while taking on another demon to his right.

In the middle rank, Gilric Ellisar was dancing and twirling with his long, curved blade, creating a wake of destruction in his path as he spun in and out and between the enemies around him. With each swing of his blade, two more demons fell. The enemy couldn’t get closer than a few feet from him before falling from several gashes as he slashed at lightning speeds and with the frightening efficiency of a lifelong warrior.

He could hear the laughter of King Tybrin not far to his right, as he was spinning wildly with his battle hammer, crushing any enemy that dared approach him.

He looked over and saw the Dwarf King taunting a demon closest to him, causing it to lunge at him before he dodged just in time and swung his hammer onto its head, pushing it into the ground with a sickening crack.

“Tybrin, you’re one crazy Dwarf!” he said to the Dwarf king, before having to quickly deflect an incoming attack from an undead soldier. King Tybrin just laughed heartily as he rushed towards his next opponent who was scrambling to get away and was unsuccessful.

David, encouraged by his friend’s apparent success, but knowing time was not on their side continued to frantically search the battlefield for their true enemy. After spending as long as he dared searching and seeing no indication of the Defiant One anywhere on the battlefield, David finally decided to instead take the fight to him.

He held out his hand and rushed through the battlefield towards Eldergate, blasting away and slashing anything that got in his way.

When he reached the final stretch before the giant fissure surrounding the rocky outcrop that was Eldergate, he finally caught a glimpse of him for the first time.

A flash of green light streaked from the highest tower of the palace, soaring faster than lightning through the air before landing heavily on the ground not fifty feet away. The force of the impact created a crater around him and sent debris of rock and earth flying high into the air.

When the dust cleared, David found himself standing before the Defiant One – the Mystic of Destruction.

He was taller than David had expected, standing nearly eight foot tall or higher. He was completely naked and muscular, not a single hair on his body, and his eyes were a haunting milky white – absent of all emotion. Despite his appearance, he had handsome features and would have been an attractive man had he not had that sickening greenish hue to his flesh.

“You were foolish to come, but I expected nothing less from a boy such as yourself” said the Defiant One.

His voice was deep and commanding and seemed to echo everywhere all at once.

“You know why