Fall of the first.

The mechanical beings sprinting over the Border. Akane Leaping through the air and Slam into the ground, the enormous Force attracting attention.

the billow of dust-cloud surprising the Minotaur Civilians. the sizeable force dashing past with swift haste, their speed ridiculous.

Able to bypass everything in their path before the fortresses, towns and cities. Head towards the Troll nations. Avoiding Conflict for the most part.

Arriving at the border, Akane, stare out towards the back corner. A large man with duel blades walking forwards. The trolls fleeing in all directions.

A single Man throws the Giant Chef Off his blade. Koto Looks towards Akane forces before flickering. and appearing in front, a wave of air pressure shooting out delayed.

Koto Looks at Akane. "Hi Akane, what going on?" the cockpit opens Akane getting out. "Well, Dad, want you away from other races he's planning to send you to a war-torn world."

His eyebrow rise "oh I see what it called." Akane shrugs, turning back into her cockpit. "I do not know, just come on."

The entire force turns away. "no Need" Christopher forms above them. "What happened? You don't normally teleport abruptly?"

Christopher looks towards the holy Roble Kingdom. "It's about time. To capture it," beams form around every unit.

He clenches his fist. They all vanish. The Naval Fleet Forming around the Peninsula of the roble kingdom. they remain in stealth. Aerial division hovers above the clouds with an uncountable quantity. Their massive formations stretching across miles. Above the kingdom.

the Ground forces moving in on the Entry. the Rebellion moving quickly, disabling the system and erasing resistance.

The Troops pour into the Kingdom. the Apostle hailing down with his plentiful followers to the Constructs in front of him.

Spreads out and securing the area, Christopher himself doesn't show the apostle standing. "WE THE LORDS CHOSEN SHALL REIGN OVER THIS LAND IN HIS PLACE!"

they cheering men and women standing to arms with the backing of the force of the Earth general, and the plant general leading the rush.

the players within the territory, out of their minds in fear of the Magitek like Construct rushing pass en mass the guard at the first of the opposition dropping their spyglass "INCOMING!"

They Arm the walls before even their weapons drops. "that not something we can win against!" the slow moving mechanical Construct moving at a hasty pace.

Moving towards the collapsing morale of the Soldiers "WE HAVE TO ATLEAST TRY IN THE NAME OF A HOLY MIRACLE!"

He raises his hand. half remaining vulnerable, the other half begrudgingly taking up arms. They man the walls and cannons.

Firing the cannon, it blows through the air. Hitting the first Construct in the line of fire. Sends it flying back, it hammers into 2 before falling to the ground.

"IN THE NAME OF THE TRUE GOD!" the Fodder Rush forwards the Mech's firing out net ladders. the spider web like object.

Pierces the wall with the spiked points. 4 pole like construct fire out in 4 directions, pinning it to the wall. The Fodder Rushing towards the unique ladder.

Jumps onto it, they cling to the rope before crawling up it. The spear shot down, piercing the Skulls of a few the Zealous followers, ignoring the plunging corpses of their comrade, "ARE THEY EVEN HUMAN."

The soldiers on the wall Roar. swiping the spears along. The leader calling for thick scythes to cleave down the Endless number of fodder rushing out from under the construct. legs

"PASS THESE TO THE SPEAR MEN BLOCKING THE FODDER THEIR GOOD FOR CUTTING FLESH." the Blade sharped on both ends.

The4 soldiers hastily swing the Scythe, cutting the fodder like wheat. The body plunging those on the ground grin knee they cast level 2 spells, Igniting the pile of corpses. The smoke rising for those on the Walls.

The smoke blocks the Spearmans view the fodder, vaulting the Rampart with their random weapon slicing down the Foot men. a water spell drenching the charred bodies before hundreds more climb up the walls.

The construct conserving Ammo. Akane Landing in front "[OUT OF MY WAY!]" She Screams into the receivers. A lightning ball.

Shots forwards, swerving into the Zealous Rushers before driving into the wall like the explosion sucked in with a rupture of electricity it detonates.

Blasting the gate completely off, leaving a barren hole where the gatehouse was once kept, molten rock covering the ground. "[GO]" the Followers cool the Igneous Rock jumping across it.

"THE WALLS HAVE BEEN BREACHED DEFEND." the soldiers pull back, securing the secondary walls set up. The much smaller, less durable walls vulnerable to fire.

They Place farmers who can use water magic all over it. The onslaught arriving moments later, the Uproarious Rumbling of their footsteps, terrifying to the eye.

The men and women left fueled by pure zealous their Robes Covered in dust and debris. Rushing forward towards the defensive line.

The construct moving Firing off Gatling rounds it pierce the wood going over the Fodder., cutting down a few it mows through the wood wall.

the Soldiers Morale breaking "AH!" the splattering of blood spewing everywhere all that remains after the rapid fire.

The followers pushing through and killing off the Straggler. "GOD IS WITH US!" their mad cackling incessantly, Akane having muted it long ago.

their cheers hailing the queen of the construct or their thought queen unaware of the CCU commanding them from kilometres away.

Its eyes analyze the damage sending in repair drones. The wall debris is. cleared. The bodies returned to their regular state, spreading them out with a cloth. Draped over them, the family slowly flow out, rage flaring in their eyes.

Akane lifts an arm, holding it towards the bodies. volt crackle off them, their bodies repaired before their heart is restarted, having only died roughly 24 seconds ago. The bodies. Slowly rising before shooting up, panting.

Feeling out their bodies, they look on blatantly shocked. "It has to be a miracle of god." a voice roars out "THE TRUE GOD HAS SPOKEN ALL WHO ARE WILL MAY JOIN ARE INCESSANT CHARGE AGAINST THE FALSE GOD!"

the guards shocked before admitting their faith, having been draped over "THE REVELATIONS STAND TRUE", he Propaganda continuing slowly, convincing the guards to Rush without issue.

"ARE CHARGE WILL NOT END AND NITHER WILL ARE CRUSADE!" the Statue of their god bends and contorts, changing to Christopher's form.

they Move again after recovering in brief rest