For now, three Suns were fighting the good fight. The battlefield was a maelstrom of energy and fury, a swirling vortex of power that threatened to consume all who were caught in its path. Tao Yang, who seemed to be healing considerably fast and fusing more and more with her own soul, was gaining strength with each passing moment.
She was a force of nature, a whirlwind of destruction that tore through the enemy lines with reckless abandon.
She never remained inside the protective walls of the Bastion but joined the battle alongside the cultivators that were retreating wounded soldiers and guarded them. Her golden Srous helmet concealed her identity, but her actions spoke louder than any name. She wielded a sword of bright white mes, a de that cut through the Rakshasa with ease.
Each swing was a symphony of violence, a dance of death that left nothing but ash in its wake. She was the protector and the guardian, and she disyed enough might and power that many realized she was far above the Heaven Stage. She took on a Golden Capped Brute with minimal injuries, a feat that few could im.
"The Golden Sun!" she was named, a title given to her not by the Suns, but by the people she saved. Her presence was a rallying point, a symbol of hope that spurred the defenders to fight on even in the face of overwhelming odds. Her golden aura shone like a beacon in the darkness, a light that drove back the shadows.
Shen Bao''s assistance didn''t go unnoticed, either. Hundreds of thousands of his puppets had taken to the skies inside the Bastion, setting themselves all over the fortress and taking down faraway targets using their long-range weapons. They were a relentless force, a swarm of mechanical death that harried the enemy at every turn.
At first, their assistance didn''t look that incredible or helpful, since each puppet could barely take out one or two Rakshasa at a time. But as time went on, the cultivators noticed something.
Whenever the puppets would shoot the round, flying metallic projectiles at a Rakshasa, it would turn them to ice. But at the same time, a bit of ''smoke'' would emerge from their bodies. This smoke was slowly building up, creating a massive screen that no Rakshasa dared to walk into unless forced.
It was a death trap, a wall of icy doom that turned any who entered into brittle ice in seconds, their bodies fracturing and shattering into a thousand pieces. It was Shen Bao''s poison, devised to eliminate Rakshasa and Rakshasa only. It didn''t harm any cultivator that walked inside it and was a great tool to protect the area around the Bastion from any sudden rushes of the enemy.
With the arrival of the Suns, the battle waspletely turned upside down. The cultivators had taken the initiative and gone on the offensive, driving back the Rakshasa with a newfound ferocity. The tides of war had shifted, and the enemy was finally being pushed back. The sky was alight with the fury of the Suns, their power a zing beacon that banished the darkness.n/?/vel/b//jn dot c//om
Just as they werefortable with their advancement and control of the situation, a soul-rending screech echoed in the vast space above the Beyond. It was a sound that chilled the blood, a cry of rage and malice that resonated through the battlefield like a death knell. Far away, something of incredible size was approaching.
It moved with terrible speed, aet of doom hurtling toward the battlefield.
It was a creature of unimaginable size, a behemoth that dwarfed even the mightiest of the Rakshasa. It wasparable to the Primordial Serpent God, a world-eater type creature. Althoughpared to the Beyond, it was still rtively small, not bigger than one hundred thousandth the size, but it was still enough of a threat topletely upturn the battle.
"That''s the First Born…" Tao Yang''s voice trembled as she spoke, her words instantly transmitted to the rest of the Suns. There was a note of dread in her voice, a realization that sent a shiver down the spines of all who heard it.
"Why is it here? This creature should still be stuck in Srous…" she added, her voice barely above a whisper. It was a question that hung in the air, a terrible possibility that none wanted to consider.
"You know this thing?" the Darkest Sun asked, his voice gruff with tension. His eyes were locked on the approaching behemoth, his hands tightening around his weapons.
"Yes, this is the first spawn of the Rakshasa Broodmother…" Tao Yang''s tone was grim, her eyes narrowing as she watched the creature approach. Her words carried the weight of a terrible truth, a realization that struck at the very heart of their defenses.
"This isn''t even the big bad," the Red Sun said, his voice a low growl of frustration and anger. There was a sense of futility in his words, a knowledge that they were facing an enemy beyond theirprehension.
"It shares one thing with its spawn mother, so be careful," Tao Yang warned, her voice carrying a note of urgency. She eliminated several other foes with swift, precise strikes, her eyes never leaving the advancing behemoth.
"And what is that?" asked the mboyant Sun as he retreated slowly after clearing the majority of the enemy frontline. There was a flicker of fear in his eyes, a dawning realization that sent a chill through his soul.
"It''spletely impervious to Qi…" she said, her words a death sentence that hung in the air like a specter of doom.
Her words sounded like an absurdity no one should utter. Qi was the essence of life, the very foundation of their power. To be impervious to Qi was to be untouchable, invincible. But the truth of her words was undeniable, as several of the Darkest Sun''s materialized weapons simply puffed into smoke, their power nullified by the mere presence of the creature.
A hush fell over the battlefield, a moment of stunned silence that stretched into eternity. The defenders looked on in horror as the First Born approached.. It was a nightmare given flesh, a harbinger of doom that threatened to swallow the world whole.
The battle had only just begun.