Mira and her companions were well aware of the lurking Soul Transformation Realm enemies, but they showed no signs of panic or hesitation. They continued to fight relentlessly, trusting in their skills and the fact that they wouldn't get killed by a bunch of weaklings.
Mira's movements with her scythe were like a dance of death, each elegant and fluid motion leaving a trail of devastation in its wake. Her scythe's edge seemed to be an extension of her body, a lethal tool guided by her intuition and experience.
Occasionally, someone would get too close, and she'd kick her leg through their torso, exploding their guts out of the other side.
However, that wasn't what made her the most feared on the battlefield.
Using her mastery over her Water affinity, Mira manipulated the blood of her fallen enemies, creating freezing droplets of blood and water, crystallizing mid-air, only to be sent hurtling toward her opponents.
Since Mira had her Soul Sense covering the battlefield at all times and by increasing her perception with her turquoise tail, nothing and nobody could escape her vision.
Mira didn't want to show all her capabilities in this fight, so she tried to limit herself to all the abilities she had used publicly. There were sure to be many more battles to come, ones much more dangerous than this, and she would rather keep as much to herself as possible.
Mira's eyes glinted with determination as she spun her scythe gracefully through the air, each swing accompanied by a chilling gust as though the icy winds of the distant north had descended upon the battlefield.
Using her [Scythe Manifestation], she sent forth ethereal scythes, their ghostly forms slicing through enemy ranks, murdering dozens at a time.
As the blades cut through flesh and bone, they vanished like wisps of cold mist, leaving only destruction in their wake.
The battlefield was a cacophony of screams and clashing steel, but she was the eye of the storm, a picture of calm and precision.
With every kill, a sliver of Mira's Qi latched onto the dead bodies, absorbing their leftover Qi and vitality to fuel her own.
She didn't care about her defenses; whatever injuries she received were healed almost instantly.
Mira's feet danced lightly across the blood-soaked earth, utilizing her Chaos Body Martial Art to its fullest potential as she unleashed a technique she learned from the Sect's library yesterday called [Frozen Torrent].
A powerful surge of freezing water erupted from her hand, a deadly cascade that crushed all the weaker enemies into meat paste, turning the water into a murky red color and encasing all the ones in the Nascent Soul Realm in icy tombs.
The technique left her foes helpless. They couldn't even scream as their bodies were trapped within the cold embrace of ice, allowing Eden to strike them down with ruthless efficiency.
The battlefield seemed to bend to Mira's will as her Martial Intent flared, her senses sharpening to a razor's edge. It was as if she could not only sense every molecule in her body and control it, but she could also see the battlefield from a bird's eye view.
She could feel every combatant's heartbeat, the ground's tremble beneath her feet, and the faintest whisper of fear from her enemies.
This heightened awareness allowed her to make split-second decisions, predicting her opponents' moves and countering them with devastating precision.
Beside Mira, her companions fought with unyielding ferocity.
Nova's spear danced through the air, its tip tracing intricate patterns as it pierced through enemy after enemy. She continued to display her prowess, using her Sunfire Sphere Spear techniques to deal with higher quantities of enemies.
"Sunfire Sphere Spear Shot!"
A fire beam shot toward her enemies, piercing dozens of people at a time, reducing their bodies to ash. If it was just that, the people from the Crimson Slayer Sect wouldn't fear her so much, but-
"Sunfire Sphere Spear Shot!"
"Sunfire Sphere Spear Shot!"
"Sunfire Sphere Spear Shot!"
...
-she kept spamming the ability as if it cost her nothing to use it.
"Fuck! Do you have to say the name of your technique out loud?!" One of the men in front of her cursed.
"Sunfire Sphere Spear Shot!"
Only to have a hole through his chest a moment later.
"Yes, I do." He heard Nova's calm, indifferent voice reach his ears before his eyelids became heavy and everything darkened. A second later, he fell to the ground, never to get up again.
Nobody wanted to approach Mira or Nova because while one of them was a psychopath who repeatedly used the same ability as though it were going out of fashion, the other slaughtered them in droves and used the blood of their fellow disciples as ammo to keep killing.
Just they were enough to have complete and utter dominance over the battlefield. However, to their misfortune, there were still four more people, not counting Rhydian, who were just as ruthless and invincible as Mira and Nova.
While today's might look like it was centered around Mira and Nova, Everly and Seraphina were no less dangerous, destructive, and brutal than them.
Seraphina wielded a sword and shield as she fought as part of the vanguard alongside Mira and Nova. Her heavy armor gleamed in the midst of battle, a testament to her unwavering resolve.
With her Metal and Water affinities, Seraphina executed her technique [Aqua Steel Dance], making her sword strikes as fluid as water and her shield as strong as the earth beneath her as she became both an unstoppable force and an immovable object.
The air around her resonated with the clash of her sword, the ring of her shield, and the screams of her enemies as they succumbed to her heavy, relentless onslaught.
Everly, possessing both Fire and Lightning affinities due to her Heavenly Thunderfire Physique, hovered above and behind Mira, Seraphina, and Nova. The air around her crackled with electricity as she prepared to strike, a fiery glow illuminating her fierce expression.
Utilizing one of her techniques, [Inferno Thunderstrike], she unleashed a barrage of flaming lightning bolts that cascaded towards the enemy, searing flesh and shattering bones, reducing them to nothing more than ash waiting to be scattered by the wind.
Her saber remained at the ready, skillfully dispatching anyone who dared to approach her.
Many enemies tried to aim for Everly, seeing her as an easier target given that she was further away from the vanguard. However, they couldn't be more mistaken as her saber wasn't there just for decoration.
As a group of 9th Stage Nascent Soul Realm cultivators flew toward her, Everly grasped onto her saber and unleashed one of her more useful saber techniques taught to her by her master, which also utilized her two affinities.
Brandishing her saber, she swung it in a wide, horizontal arc. Her blade sliced through the air as she used her [Heavenly Arc Slash] technique; the sizzling sound of lightning and the roaring blaze of fire trailed behind her, leaving a path of destruction in her wake.
On the other hand, Rayna, the stealthy assassin, moved like a shadow on the battlefield. Her dual daggers glinted menacingly, coated with a deadly poison that ensured swift and agonizing deaths for her victims.
Darting in and out of the chaos with swift and precise movements, she became nearly invisible to her enemies.
Each of her strikes was precise and deadly, her daggers finding their mark in the weak points of her enemies' armor.
Using her [Shadow Venom Slash] technique, the afflicted would collapse, writhing in pain as poison coursed through their veins, a testament to Rayna's deadly expertise.
Lastly, there was Eden! While she was by far the least impressive, she was also one of, if not the most terrifying.
She was so high up in the sky that most could barely see her, and even if they could, Rhydian was flying so fast that they'd only catch a glimpse of her. Her job in this battle was to take out all the deserters, stragglers, and ambushers.
So, whenever someone got too scared and wanted to retreat, it wouldn't be a second later before an arrow pierced their skull, killing them on the spot.
She was like an all-seeing eye, forcing everyone who was already in this battle to see it through.
There would be no survivors to tell today's tale with her around.
Surprisingly, she was one of the biggest hits to the enemy's morale, as in the back of their minds, they knew there was no retreat. Not unless they could kill the six women before them.
Together, Everly, Seraphina, Eden, and Rayna completed the formidable team alongside Mira and Nova. The five women, each a master of their respective affinities and fighting styles, were a terrifying and unstoppable force to be reckoned with on the battlefield.
As the battle wore on, the sun began to dip below the horizon, casting long shadows across the battlefield.
The corpses of the fallen littered the ground, a grim testament to the brutal conflict that had taken place. Mira, Nova, Seraphina, Everly, Eden, and Rayna showed no signs of fatigue, their determination and resolve seemingly unbreakable.
As the battle ended, all that was left of the massive army of Crimson Slayer Sect disciples were rivers of blood and piles of flesh scattered across the ground. The once-proud army had been diminished to a mere shadow of its former glory, exemplifying the ruthlessness of Mira and her companions.
Standing amidst the carnage, Mira surveyed the battlefield, her eyes cold and full of killing intent.
She and her companions glanced up in the sky to stare back at the Soul Transformation Realm disciples who had shown up alongside the massive army. While they tried to act as calm and collected as possible, Mira could smell the fear they had ingrained into their bones, causing a sadistic smile to creep up on her face.
"If you all are done watching, why don't you come down and join your comrades? I'm sure they've reserved a few spots in hell for you." Mira said, her voice echoing across the now silent battlefield.
