Rise of The Undead Legion

Within Pandora's Box were three people, and around them were monsters of epic proportions, chained up and locked away. This was the area that Balaam took Dave to see the calamities that were going to be upon the world of conquest in the near future.

"So?" spoke the hooded man.

Ashkar, right in front of him grinned. "It worked, now I can fully control calamities. I just need a test subject to make sure that it's fully functional."

The robed man turned behind him and said, "Take Ox-Head. He should be easy to manipulate, a lot of brut strength but no great calculative ability."

"Sounds interesting. But how can I get it out of the box?"

"Leave that to me." The robed man replied.

The monk was standing against a pillar and said, "Releasing one of the calamities right now will destabilize the box. It will cause the seals upon the rest of them to weaken greatly. Do you think you can control them all when they go on a rampage?"

"That's where you are wrong, old friend. We don't need to control them, we just need to guide their destruction to achieve our goals."

"Goals that I have yet to know. You two have been plotting a lot and never let me in on the hook."

"We can assure you, that you need not worry about what is to come. Your role in this will be clear and will majorly affect our cause. You'll see, soon enough." Replied the robed man.

The monk scoffed and remained quiet, listening to what was going to happen afterward.

"The spear, have you gotten it under control?" Asked Ashkar.

"Yes, it was quite exhausting, especially after I have lost a great deal of my power. But still, I managed to bind it to my will."

"I still can't believe that this person was the one who ruled all. Looking at you right now, you're no better than a peasant."

"To you, I might look like a peasant, but I am a peasant with a great deal of knowledge. Hand me the last slab." Asked the robed man.

Ashkar gave him one of the slabs that were hidden within the Storm Labyrinth dungeon.

The robed man took the green slab and pressed it against his palm until it fused to his flesh and disappeared inside. A jade-green symbol appeared on his palm and he grinned.

"Yes, it's finally done. Now, I can appear in the world without attracting the attention of the current All-Seer."

"Then we'll make our first move?" Asked Ashkar.

"Yes, let's head to the south. The first person to go down is the Oracle. His foresight ability is far too dangerous to our plans."

"Won't he be expecting us?" The monk asked, "He is a seer after all."

"Oh, he would, but even if you expect death, could you escape it?" Asked the robed man.

"True, but you can make death quite frustrated if you really don't want to die."

"Yes, indeed, but with a spear that can twist fate and bind time, the struggle will be wasted for an inevitable result." The robed man said. He stood up, stomped his foot on the ground and a seven-headed spear burst out from the ground. He grabbed it with his right hand and said, "Bring the ox out, I need the distraction to do what I must."

***

"Whoooh, that was good!" Dave said as the last remains of the Man-Eating Spider Queen were burning to cinders.

"Yeah, pretty annoying bug, still. Wat that guy said is still bugging me." Ralph replied.

"Ashkar is strong. The last time I faced him he almost one-shot me. Still, we can't let our guard down. If his words were true, he probably has the ability to control calamities. And from what I last saw in the Box, there were some pretty nasty ones there."

"I have a feeling that this game is going to turn pretty nasty pretty soon."

"You won't believe how true your words are." The words of someone that has been accompanying Dave for quite a while sounded through the wilds.

"Nick, what's the matter?"

"Ashkar and his buddies are on the move. They're currently releasing one of the calamities." Nick said as he appeared right next to the two, emerging from a swirl of shadows.

"Shit already?"

"Yeah, villains won't wait until you're ready to start their crap. You should get going, kid."

"Where to, and what calamity?"

"To the north,"

"Shit, the Blood Ragers, they really don't like me there. Especially with their current leader having lost his legacy."

"It doesn't matter, if that calamity manages to break the north, I bet you that the rest of them will start spawning from there. They'll cause a great deal of havoc and have a footing in the world. You need to kill it fast."

"Bro, I can't kill the calamities with you limiting my power. At least let me use Rewind."

"No! it is forbidden, using that combo again will not be tolerated. Do you really want to have two of me in this world?"

"Actually, one is already one too many. Alright, I'll see what I can do."

"Still, judging by the strength of this calamity, I don't think your worries should be about its immortality, this one can bleed and can die."

"So it shouldn't be problematic."

"Actually, it is. This one is a calamity of Wrath. They are killable, but their strength is beyond the scope of the things within this world. It can tear a dragon in half if it got its hands on it. Don't get c.o.c.ky, you'll be ripped to pieces if you face it unprepared."

"Right then, Ralph, you heard the man, let's check this out," Dave called and his buddy agreed.

The two tore a teleportation scroll to the north and appeared in the northern capital of the Blood Ragers.

The moment the two appeared, a group of players rushed towards them. Sword ready, they were a bunch of fanatics that belonged to the falling guild of the Blood Ragers.

"You dare show your faces here!"

"Scrub, you better f.u.c.k off or you'll be kicking the bucket far too soon." Ralph snapped at the guy.

The player took a step back from being yelled at.

Dave on the other hand didn't even glance at the guy, he shouted through the city, "Everyone! Shit is about to go down here, a calamity is gonna appear in this city, it's either fight or flight! Anyone who wants to fight come out and help, if you don't, then at least get the hell out of here!"

"Who the hell are you to tell us what to do in our own turf!" a player said.

But the reply was not even needed from Dave.

At the entrance of the city, a gigantic rift in space materialized, it was as if space had grown a mouth, it's fangs were the fissure of space slowly tearing apart, revealing never-ending darkness with the illusion of creatures beyond what man could imagine, all trapped and held in captivity, all but one. A creature, that even with the massive rift opening, needed to use its hairy hands to grab at the rift's edges, then unceremoniously tore them apart, winding the gap to make itself capable of exit.

A humanoid person, with the body of a barbaric man, but the head of an ox appeared out of the rift. It had a blue-colored body, with a slightly darker tint to the lion mane around his neck.

Its massive horns came out of his forehead, they curved up and between them, there was a burning blue flame.

The creature had massive cuffs strapped to chains that extended all the way to the rift inside.

He jerked his hands forward snapping the chains midway. He did the same to the chains on his legs.

Finally, he grabbed at a choker that was hidden underneath his bushy mane, with both hands, the creature howled and snapped it in half.

Just the weight of the broken choker was enough to break the ground and crater it the moment it touched the ground.

The creature then took a deep breath and howled once again in the direction of the city. Its mere shout was enough to break many houses and cause players that were hundreds of meters away from him to fly up from the wind impact.

The icy mountain around the city trembled at the existence of this new creature, causing avalanches to fall. Then to make it all clear, a notification appeared to everyone in Conquest.

***

The Calamitous Age.

The forgotten race has once again appeared in the World of Conquest, the first to appear from within the sealed space, The Calamity of Wrath, Oxen-Head.

The seal upon the rest of the calamities is severely weakened and cannot be repaired. The rest of the calamities will leave their sealed domain soon and cause wanton destruction upon the world if left unchecked.

The fate of Conquest relies on you, do what you must to keep this world safe.

Good Luck.

***

Ralph turned to the player who was bickering with Dave and said, "You were saying?"

The player kept his gullet shut, as he should have.

"What the f.u.c.k?! That wasn't a skill?!" another player, of the ones that were thrown and had lost two-thirds of his ability due to Oxen-Head's roar, called.

Dave frowned and inspected the creature.

***

Oxen-Head

Level: 666

Tier: Minor Calamity of Wrath

Danger level: ☠☠☠☠☠ Calamitous!

Damage: ???

HP: 1,000,000,000

PD: 1,000,000

MD: 1,000,000

Skills:

[Primordial Fury] (Passive) Oxen Head is the collocative fury ad wrath of the old times. He needs no skills or abilities to destroy what he wishes. His base strength could increase unlimitedly, causing his destructive power to be beyond the scope of what any person can withstand. Any direct attack that Oxen-Head lands upon anyone not using a perfect defensive skill will instantly kill its target. Regular shields can only be used once to block Oxen Head's blows. They will be destroyed afterward.

Lore:

First, there was chaos, and within this chaos was the fury of nature. Oxen Head was born in it, molded by it, he didn't see Life until he came to be upon this world, and Life was far from the chaotic nature he lived in, so he seeks to forever destroy it and return to chaos.

***

"Well, gotta admit, this one is killable, but f.u.c.k.i.n.g what man! Unlimited strength, that's just stupid." Ralph groaned.

"You just need to not get hit, shouldn't be that difficult", Dave said as he drew Durandal and Ajax.

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