"Struggle all you want… For your destiny has been sealed."

I'd unwittingly mumbled out my honest thoughts for the world to hear. Even though it was barely more audible than a soft whisper, the entire army spread out before me trembled violently, with many falling straight to the floor. The vast majority of those present were S-ranked Hunters, and each could fight toe-to-toe with seasoned ancient Vampires. Not to mention, several Exorcists specialised in hunting Vampires mixed within the vast army.

This army alone would be enough to wipe out the Vampire race in any other era. Multiple crusades were fought in the past just for that one reason. But this time, the crusades won't end with great Vampire death. Rather…

"Come to me… My servants."

I clenched my fist and summoned a dark cloud of shade and smoke. The smog buried itself under my feet and spread out behind me like a steep cliff reaching into an ocean. At the start, the army was confused and readied themselves for imminent battle. However, their caution soon turned into complete shock and fear after the first being of darkness escaped from the black smog.

Black wings with angelic-like faces. My own created Angels made their debut on the world stage with a huge bang as multiple 'Angels' flew up into the sky. They spread their wings while holding an array of different weapons. Swords, spears, machine guns… The Black Angels completely took over the skies, with over a thousand of them ready to battle.

And that sight spurred the coalition's army into action, particularly the Holy Church.

"Blasphemous! To deface the creation of God!" One of the Exorcists shouted out in anger. His veins popped out of his forehead as he held tightly onto his rosary. "Lord, give me the strength to smite our deranged enemy and the power to execute your will!"

Holy energy erupted from the priest's soul, creating a light pillar piercing through the clouds. Holy magic was rapidly being absorbed from the Faith Dimension until yet another Angel was formed within the sanctuary of light. The exorcist's bold deed was the first ball that rolled down the hill. In time, the others in the coalition army followed suit.

The members of the Holy Church banded together to summon even more Angels, all ripe with Holy power from the Faith Dimension and ready to clash with my own created Angels. The Werewolves in the army turned from their human forms into their depraved, muscular wolf forms and threatened to charge at a moment's notice. And finally, the humans began their overwhelming charge towards me. Hunters moved into their groups of tanks, mages and fighters, and in a rare show of unity and cohesion, they started the most spectacular, coordinated siege I'd ever seen.

Tanks would stop the charge of my Angels while supported by buffs and healings from the Priests or Clerics. Mages would rain a symphony of spells down from the heavens, none of which would interfere with the other. While fighters danced splendidly across the spells and attacks, all aiming for the vital points of my created Angels.

The stellar movements of the hastily put-together army were a marvel to watch, and I was once again reminded of how dangerous the human race could be and why they were still the dominant race on the planet.

They weren't the best physical fighters like the Werewolves, nor did they have superior magic capabilities like humans. But they had one aspect that surpassed any of the other races… Their ceaseless desire to adapt and improve.

I should know since I was once a human too.

It was the main reason why I'd ascended so quickly over the past two years.

They were powerful, adaptable and tough to manage… Which was why they were so dangerous.

However, just as I was about to use my next move, an irritated cry sounded out from the corner of my ears.

"Jin… Didn't you promise us something?"

Lilith folded her arms and tapped her feet in annoyance. I glanced back and saw my four wives pouting while sighing, wholly unimpressed by the turn of events. Realising my mistake, I chuckled and attempted to gloss over my error.

"I was just setting the stage for you guys."

"Don't think you can distract us with your silver tongue."

"Haha, of course, of course…" Stepping away from the scene, I gave the girls some space to do their magic. "The battle is all yours, my dears."

"Now that's better!"

Lilith cracked her knuckles while rotating her neck. After taking a deep breath, the blonde femme fatale stretched out her arms and proudly displayed her rainbow-coloured wedding ring. A torrent of magic power burst forth from the crystal, and it mixed with her Elysian Melody to create a symphony of elemental light.

pàпdá-ňᴏνêι.сóМ The dimensions shattered behind her, and a void beyond the dimensions could be seen within the cracks. Harnessing the power of the void, Lilith manipulated her newfound power as if she'd always had it, and a planetary tempest descended from the heavens. Lighting fell while winds strong enough to uproot mountains howled.

It was a catastrophe powerful enough to end nations and make an entire continent inhospitable. But strangely enough, it was contained in one area… Most of the Holy Church's Angels were devastated by the storm, and the land dwellers were forced to hug onto the platform while praying for dear life that they wouldn't fall.

More powerful S-rankers could hold their ground through sheer force of will, while the elites of them all attempted to launch a counterattack. Particularly the martial artists that reached the pinnacle of the human race and the Werewolves that had evolved to be the peak of physical form. They fought through the elemental storm, cutting lightning bolts in half while splitting the wind with one swing of their weapon while the Werewolves braved on with their hard skin and impressive vigour.

Most couldn't withstand the pressure and were blown away by the storm, but a number managed to reach within a hundred metres of Lilith's immobile body. However, just as they'd thought they'd seen the light at the end of the wind tunnel…

BOOM!!!

Reality hit them straight on the nose. Quite literally, in fact.

Ysabelle's greatsword slammed them plainly on the face, sending them flying all the way down the tempest and back to the battlegrounds. The martial artists that somehow remained watched in shock and horror as the Goddess of War spun her massive sword around like it was a toy while a ruby, crimson light erupted from her wedding ring.

Crimson lightning coiled around the black-haired beauty like an unrelenting serpent, strengthening the woman with each passing second. And by the time the Hunters and Werewolves could react… It was too late.

A massive ruby sword hung over the entire arena with its hilt pointed down. Made with pure destructive energy, just one percent of its power was enough to destroy an entire mountain. As the heir to my destruction magic, Ysabelle knew full well how to utilise and control that rampant power. Which was why…

"Fall."

Ysabelle's lackadaisical comment was enough to send shivers down everyone's spine. All of my enemies either rushed to stop the Sword of Destruction from falling or ran away, seeking cover. Alas, against the power of Destruction, you only had one choice if you hoped to survive.

Defend and pray for the best.

And sure enough…

BOOM!!!!

The crimson sword plunged deep into the inverted mountain, smashing it into smithereens instantly. The sword dissipated into energy, and a catastrophic sight of dust and rubble remained in its wake.

"You overdid it, Ysabelle. Now I can't see anything."

Irina was the next to move. She snapped her fingers and blew away the smoke and dust with her control over Spacetime as she elegantly warped herself down to the broken remains.

Surprisingly, over half of the elites sent to kill me remained after Lilith and Ysabelle's attacks. They weren't called the best of the best for nothing. Even after seeing the two deadly strikes, the Hunters, Exorcists and Werewolves were still determined to fight. And they saw Irina's careless move as an opportunity to act.

The most agile of elites rushed over, backed up through a series of supportive magic and enhancement spells. Assassins that specialised in killing their opponent before they even realised what was going on were the first to reach Irina.

Their knives and daggers were laced with special poison that was explicitly designed to kill Vampires. As long as they could land one hit on Irina, they could turn the tides of this battle and possibly accomplish their goal.

But alas, Irina wasn't the same weak little sister I remembered.

The assassins froze in midair, unaware that their fates had been sealed. Their eyes moved for a brief moment to highlight their confusion, but their ends had been met. Frozen in time and space, the men who attempted to kill Irina fell to the floor motionless like statues of ice, and yet, not a layer of frost could be seen on their bodies.

"Useless, did you think you'd really stood a chance against me? Even after Brother gave me his power?" Irina spat.

The power to freeze all of Spacetime… That was my gift to Irina; she'd immediately made full use of it. The frozen mind would never wake, and those in a stasis in Spacetime… would be trapped for eternity, not knowing what had happened to their bodies.

However, Irina didn't care about their miserable fates. None of my four wives did. Even Rosa, the most loving and emphatic of them all, only frowned and said:

"Girls… Slow down a little; I can't tether my magic to you…"

More worried about providing support using her Life magic and keeping their magic power levels high, Rosa ignored the fallen humans on the floor while the rest of the girls continued their carnage.

As I watched the four girls easily dispatch the coalition army, one thought ran over my mind. A thought that I'd never imagined I would have.

… Am I really needed here?