A Magical Tale: The Peerless Summoner

Once Helena said that, people started coming out from where they stood.

Males, females from every of the nine races present her started coming out.

Not long, about fifty people surrounded Helena. And they were from the age range of young to elderly.

Seeing the number of people that came out to fight Helena, Lydia and the others became worried and wanted to quickly dash forward to go support Helena. But before they could take a step, Sylla hurriedly said with a brilliant smile in her face.

"Do you doubt Helena's confidence in her power? Since she didn't request for any of us to come forward to support or assist her, then that means she trust her magical prowess. So, leave her, let her do her thing." Sylla said with a smile hung on her lips while Lydia and the rest nodded their heads agreeably.

It was completely true what Sylla said. If Helena needed their help, she would have called for them. Besides, they knew how immensely powerful and fearsomely strong she could be when she enters that form that seems to enable her produce all the types of power that one could ever think of, or even imagine. This, they quickly reasoned within themselves. Then they looked on to see what Helena planned to do to these people that have appeared before her to oppose her dictator-like statement.

But, from the chilling penetrative aura of ruthlessness and brutality roiling around her body, they had a strong feeling in their hearts that Helena was going to probably decimate this set of people that had gathered before her with intensifying rage present in their eyes, perhaps to teach the others a lesson to not also come forward and refute her words.

"Well, here we are, Beastowner. So let's start the discussion on magic and spellcasting that you talked about." That elderly man that first came out to oppose what Helena said, spoke with an hideous smile appearing in his face.

Helena looked at him and only shook her head.

Of course she could sense the murderous intent for her in the man's heart, making her to shake her head.

'Since you and the others have chosen to die, death it is then!' She said within herself.

She then said with a magically-augmented booming voice to Vinna "Vinna, no matter what happens, don't do anything. Okay?!"

Vinna unhappily growled while Helena only smiled.

She then focused back on the people that surrounded her on all sides.

Then all of a sudden, Helena who wanted to quickly overwhelm this people and abruptly destroy them, immediately entered her Hrithika form.

Once she did so, her hair turned golden while her eyes began to glow brilliantly in the color of purple. Then some form of power that caused chills to surface in the hearts and bodies of the wrathful people that had gathered before her, began to endlessly ripple off of her body.

Seeing her stunning transformation, and sensing the seemingly horrifying power that began to move out from within her body like rippling waves into the far distance and in all directions, the people that came out to engage Helena in a Magical and Bloodline battle, quickly activated their lineage-transmitted mystical powers. Then their forms quickly changed too.contemporary romance

The forms that these people entered too were unique in appearance, with unknown forms of power beginning to emanate from their bodies.

However, it wasn't as overbearing as that of Helena's which suddenly intensified in degree and tyrannically pushed back the waves of power coming from their bodies, then afflicting them in the next instant with a form of pressure that couldn't be compared to that which would be produced by dozens of massive heaps of large rocks pressing heavily against an object.

Therefore, they felt that if these went on for a few more seconds without them doing anything, they will certainly explode into large clouds of blood.

So, just this unbearable pressure alone which emitted from Helena's slender body, greatly terrified them to the cores of their entire beings.

Anyways, this was only one of the results that Helena wanted. She first wanted them to feel immense fear, then regrets, before moving on to brutally annihilating them, scarring the hearts of others in the process to prevent them from refuting any of her statements later on.

Suddenly, many of these people, especially the experienced elderly ones, quickly shot high into the air and remained afloat at a height of thirty-five feet above the ground with their powers of flight.

They actually did this to leave the circular area around Helena which she had filled with a type of mysterious pressure that they couldn't really understand or describe.

While the ones who couldn't fly, or haven't mastered the power of flight yet, got instantly crushed to death by exploding into mists of blood by the insane, otherworldly pressure that pervaded a circular radius of ten feet around Helena.

Seeing how Helena had quickly, brutally eliminated some important members of their races, the people hovering high in the air which comprised mostly of elderly ones, had anger and anguish set into their heart. Then they moved to unleash unceasing barrages of attacks at Helena.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Large magical attacks that dyed the earth which Helena stood upon in their color, abruptly surfaced in the air and shot towards her with seemingly unstoppable momentums.

Sensing the damaging power of the myriad attacks unleashed at her, Helena simply pointed at them. Then as usual, she used a basic, Earth-Level spell that caused many massive spears that glowed dazzlingly in the color of sky blue to rapidly surface and shoot at extreme speeds towards the killing attacks raging towards her from many feet away.

Bang! Bang! Bang!...

Helena's spear-shaped attacks that carried small slivers of a type of transcendental power that sought to reign supreme in the entire universe, easily pierced through the massive attacks sent at her like a hot knife through butter, then began to actually cause them to explode with deafening bang sounds into thousands of smithereens in the process.

And like as if her spear-shaped magical attacks were mysteriously accelerated, once they pierced out of the attacks, abruptly reducing them into the tiniest fragments in the next moment, they suddenly blazed at increased higher speeds towards the people floating in the air who then had great fear and terror instantly appear in their eyes and engulf their entire hearts.

Then very quickly, they produced large, defensive magical artifacts from their artifact storage sacks or pouches which then shot towards Helena's killing attacks to intercept them and probably stop the numerous attacks that were shooting towards them at furious, massively-leaping speeds.

Bang! Bang! Bang!...

Helena's attacks smashed really hard into the defensive artifacts that were quickly produced by the people floating in the air, which then shot backwards at tremendous velocities towards them, ramming really hard into the bodies.

Argh!! Argh!!

Argh!!...

Numerous bloodcurdling screeches rang out when many of the people hovering in the air, were wickedly struck by their own defensive magical artifacts which then launched them at astonishingly high speeds to the ground in the far distance.

Helena then turned her head to look at some of the Fey race warriors in the distance. Then she made a certain sign at them which they easily comprehended in the next instant and then abruptly shot into action to execute what she had ordered them to do.

With their halberds, scimitars, blades and swords, they slashed off or cut into two places, the heads of the people that were tyrannically struck to the ground from the air, or impale them in the chests with their pikes or spears to viciously kill them.

While the few that remained in the air as they were able to absorb some of the enormous kinetic forces that their defensive artifacts heavily struck them with, but were tyrannously shoved dozens of feet away from their initial positions, began to cough out large mouthfuls of blood in the place that they floated in the air. They had sustained great, life-threatening injuries from the heavy collisions of their artifacts with their bodies.

Then as they looked at Helena who only looked at them back with an indecipherable smile hung on her lips, their eyes shone with anger and rage.

Although their eyes at the moment were glowing with frenzy as they looked at her, this however only masked the intense regrets that they were feeling at the moment.

If they knew, they wouldn't have come out.

Even the elderly male that came out to oppose her had been heavily rammed to the ground where his head was then slashed off from his neck by the murderous, slash-happy warriors of the Fey race.

And just when they could beg for her forgiveness, pardon or something like that, Helena's slender body suddenly lit up greatly with a dazzling white light that actually shot towards them wherever they were as surprisingly spiraling, condensed beams of holy-white light that carried with them a strong luminescence that was totally comparable to that which would be produced by burning many mountainous piles of dry woods.

Then once the solid, compacted beams of light struck them like they were actual heavy objects moving at the speed of a ray of light, the few sad-hearted and regret-filled people that remained hovering in the air were knocked heavily to the ground in the far distance, while becoming completely blind in the process, since the exceedingly bright white light put out by the luminous beams that were fired at them, shone brightly in their unprotected eyes that it simply burned their retinas.

Then without needing further instructions from Helena, the Fey warriors dashed to where the people gruesomely struck down from the air by Helena's light-bound attacks crashed into, and delightedly, vengefully slashed off their heads with their broad blades, or impaled their hearts with their long spears.

When there was no one remaining in the air again, Helena then went forward, still in her Hrithika form, to appear before the people of the nine races again, and this time, with a beautiful smile in her face.

And at this time, Sylla and Helena's cult members had come forward to stand by her side.

When Sylla appeared before Helena, Helena nodded at her with that beautiful smile in her face. She then turned her head to look at the people of the nine races and said to them in a type of tone that couldn't be questioned.

"Kneel before us, your new Rulers!"

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