694: Isaac Whitelock.

Isaac Whitelock.

"Call everyone back." Aether said and looked at the streets of White Paradise, where gods, angels, and their armies had gathered amid demon corpses. They all looked exhausted after days of fighting.0

The mortals watched from below as millions of demons surrounded them like a swarm of sharks surrounding group of fishes.

A normal-looking man looked at his trembling hands and thought that it was a miracle he had survived this far. He had hidden in desolate alleyways and near the headquarters of the Legacy Company. However, now there was no safe place. The demons would break down the walls, swarm the city, and kill them all.

The same thought was shared by almost every mortal. Their hands trembled, their knees buckled, and their palms were sweating.

The demons' jeers and taunts reverberated across the air while drums echoed in the background. The final war was already here, and from this point on, each army would use all of its strength.

Lucifer raised his arm, and it was as if the entire world turned silent. The demons, gods, angels, and mortals looked at the arm with varying expressions. "All the escape routes are now officially vanished. All thoughts of escape have now vanished. "Let's end this once and for all."

Snap...

A single snap echoed in the air, and then the space around White Paradise was closed to the outside world. The frightened mortals, who thought about escaping, suddenly didn't.

"Nyx, don't let him control the minds of our soldiers any more." Aether turned to Nyx, who nodded softly.

Lucifer lowered his arm and let out a soft breath. "Ba-dump, onwards, the Conquerors of Universe."

"ONWARDS" Demon Generals shouted and started running towards White Paradise, with millions of blood-red eyed demons screaming behind them while following behind them. The earth trembled as they marched, and the sound was louder than anyone could have ever anticipated.

"Forward and don't stop!" The God of War, Ares, stood at the front of humanity's army and activated his ability that would make his soldiers' blood pump with excitement. As he took his first step, his army took the same step, and the loud footsteps blasted in the ears of the demons.

The two armies soon started running. The demons entered through the gates. The army of humanity ran towards them without stopping. Then, around a hundred meters inside the city from the gate, the two armies clashed, resulting in bloodshed.

The armies rammed each other, and the sound of blades clashing and flesh getting smacked and slashed reverberated across the city.

The battle to decide the fate of humanity had started.

...

"Ugh..." In Snowstar, a knocked-out man finally woke up from his long dream. Maxwell's eyes fluttered open, and his eyes were welcomed to the sight of a destroyed city with ruins of fallen skyscrapers strewn across the streets.

"Ouch..." He rubbed his aching back as he slowly sat down. But, the pain soon subsided like it was never there. Truly a strange scene.

Maxwell rubbed his eyes and turned around to look the half-broken building. "Where am I?"

He felt like there was a void inside his mind, forbidding him from remembering something truly important.

Maxwell slowly rose to his feet and staggered out of the building. A cold winter wind blew across his hair, and he then realized the clothing he wore. Purple-colored robes of the Grand Priest.

"Why... am I wearing these? I thought Arthur took it away." Maxwell murmured. He doesn't even remember going back to White Online to get these robes to protect his family!

He scratched his hair and started walking in the destroyed streets. It took him thirty minutes to arrive at the gates of his neighborhood, where he entered swiftly. He noticed all the buildings had been abandoned.

Then he heaved a sigh after arriving at the gates of his home. However... there was only a destroyed piece of land left with only the foundations of his home left. The entire mansion was gone like it had exploded overnight.

'Isabella...' his eyes shook as he ran through the gates in a hurry. He searched for any sign of his wife, but there wasn't a sign of anyone being there. The ragged clothes, broken furniture, and shattered pictures made him think the worst.

Maxwell turned to the horizon and was mesmerized. The neighborhood was situated at one of the highest spots in Snowstar. Because the mansion was now gone, he could see through the treeline towards the city and across the faraway land, he saw a black dome-like structure surrounding a place.

He didn't know, but it was what Lucifer enclosed the White Paradise with.

Maxwell clenched his fist and left through the gate and left behind the destroyed mansion. His footsteps echoed with lonely tempo as he slowly left the neighborhood and sometime later, Snowstar.

...

"Sir, we have arrived!" A soldier saluted at Lock Stronglord as the ship was docked to the shore.

"Thank you; prepare for departure." Lock looked at the dark, starry sky. It took them an entire day to reach Winterland, but luckily the speed of their ships was much faster.

"You felt that?" Isaac asked the goddess.

"Yes, the war has started." Ceto said with a nod.

Isaac hopped out of the ship and landed on the snowy ground. The soldiers were trembling in the cold weather. This was the first time they had been in the negative celsius range, and it was showing.

"Whooo, cold." Lock exhaled, and cold breath left his lungs.

"Can your soldiers manage it?" Isaac asked. The cold weather doesn't fit for everyone, and it takes time to get used to it.

"Yes, this is nothing." Lock shook his hands and smirked as he left the ship. The soldiers stopped trembling and clenched their fists tighter until their blood started flowing through their bodies quicker. It was an impossible thing to do, but they could do that after reaching beyond level 400 and gaining better mastery over their bodies.

Ceto stepped down the ship with her long sleeves hiding her pale hands. She stopped beside Isaac and looked across the snow-covered land. They all saw a black dome in the distance, and it was filled with evil energy.

"Let's go." Isaac took a step forward with a silver sheen shining in his eyes. "We shouldn't keep them waiting."

"Aye!" The soldiers stepped forward and started dragging their heavy bodies through the snow.

Without anyone having a clue, another army had entered the shores of Winterland. At first glance, the army wouldn't threaten the enormously strong galaxy-level creatures. However, they were led by a certain someone who could change the tide of the war with only his presence.

Even Ceto walked behind him, showing who was the commander of this army. Lock walked behind Ceto with a calm smile. The soldiers walked with heads raised and proudly. They were proud to enter such an important war and especially since they were currently being under the lead of someone very special.

White Death, Advocate of Life and embodiment of death.

Isaac Whitelock was about to enter the war.

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