Immortal Kingdoms

"Tsk, I could have crashed through that domain on my own!" Raged Leonardo with his crimson eyes before landing squarely in the midst of the rattled soldiers. A vast clearance of blood, flesh, and bones surrounded his bloodthirsty armament in the depths of the crumbling crater. That display of might shocked the soldiers silly before they snapped back to their senses.

"BLOODTHIRSTY!" A furious shout came from the distant hill as five domains superimposed and came crashing down on Leonardo's domain, almost crashing it to bits and pieces. Leonardo staggered back a few steps as his bones creaked under the pressure, blood trickling down his lips behind the comfort of his mask.

"Oh? How unexpected, there are six of you on the frontlines?" Leonardo's cryptic voice echoed through the entangled domains. Another blast rang loud as the tent and the hill beneath it was blown to smithereens, five powerful auras surged like a tide as the saints shot like a bolt out of the blue, their target being the madman in black.

"Wait for me! Boss!" Another shout came from the distant horizon. The soldiers felt their ears buzz and bleed, but before they could tell what the hell was going on, a pillar of emerald flames crashed into their midst. Miko brought both his arms swinging forward with the inertia of his superhero landing, sweeping two beautiful arcs of destructive green flames like a pair of wings as they washed over Leonardo's location and continued onwards towards the distant hill.

"Bastards! Don't implicate the normal soldiers!" The army generals felt their eyes turn red and their lungs explode from rage as thousands of normal foot soldiers fell by the second, exploding into a bloody mist or being scorched into oblivion. Just as the six saints were about to charge and entangle Leonardo's group and take advantage of their 2:1 ratio, they were shocked to sense more than just one aura approaching from the distance.

Four powerful domains came crashing down and blended into Leonardo's and Miko's domains, preventing them from crumbling under the pressure of five saints. Then, the saint who suffered a slight loss finally erupted with his domain once again, tipping the balance to an even square once more.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The sound of piercing the air introduced Misaka, Sitri, and Lucas who lined up right next to Leonardo and Miko on the frontline. As for Pandora, no one knew where she was hiding, but they could feel her domain's reinforcement.

The five saints that rushed out quickly came to a halt in the rear of the army's formation, and the injured saint quickly followed them.

As for the army of hundreds of thousands, they were horrified. Some of them outright died from the pressure, if they haven't already fainted into a blissful slumber. Stuck between the grinding domains of twelve clashing saints they felt that their lives could be forfeited at any given moment right now. Dark clouds covered the sky, and rumbling could be heard for hundreds of kilometres.

Leonardo leaned his back lazily against the bloodthirsty halberd, his arms crossed, and he simply stared down these pitiful soldiers and the trembling saints behind them.

Miko was tossing about with his short black daggers as green flames crept over them.

Misaka's green flames spiralled around her figure like divine rings.

Sitri's bandages danced in the wind, and if one was to look carefully, his shadow danced erratically as tentacles of darkness swayed from within in a tranquil rhythm following the motion of the bandages.

Lucas being Lucas silently stood there, his absentminded gaze not even placing the six saints in his eyes. However, at some unknown time, an elegant sabre stabbed into the ground right next to him. This lineup of six saints went beyond the expectations of House Regalia, House Samuel, and House Issac.

The general under House Regalia was the first to open his mouth, "You bastards who understand nothing of war! I can't stand your intolerable bullying! Allow our soldiers a safe path of retreat before you launch a decisive battle!"

"He's right, Commander Bloodthirsty. We understand that you have no choice but to charge in personally due to the... Ahem, lack of troops. However, you can't wantonly attack foot soldiers! That's breaking the traditions passed down from our ancestors since the dawn of battle!"

"What you're doing is an absolute disgrace with no merit whatsoever! A general meets a general, a soldier meets a soldier! That's how it has always been!..."

"Shut up!" Barked Miko, glaring disdainfully at the quivering men and the anxious saints behind them. He flipped back his long, dark green hair as he smiled wickedly and said, "If you don't like it, surrender as fast as possible. This isn't a war for us, but an open slaughter! If you don't wish to die, simply don't run around courting death!"

Miko swung his daggers horizontally, and twin wings of explosive flames burrowed into the enemy formations before loud explosions and painful cries erupted.

"You fucking animal!" A House Samuel saint exploded in anger as thousands of his carefully groomed soldiers simply exploded into minced, scorched meat. His shout shook the foundations of the rear army camp, some of them even having their brains blasted to bits.

Usually, the saints would take their fights somewhere high in the sky so as to not disrupt the flow of the battle among the foot soldiers. However, Leonardo and company directly rushed into the army formations, their intentions clear as day. Leonardo had no time to bother with those stupid rules as he held no reverence or respect whatsoever towards the arts of war.

"Kill them all!" He leaned forward from his bloodthirsty halberd before brandishing it from the earth, not gracing those idiots with a proper response. They can either rush through their men to fight him or simply watch as he made a paste of every last one of them.

"Got it, boss! You sanctimonious bastards, this is for my fallen brothers!" The suffocating guilt flooded from the depths of Miko's heart to fuel his explosive flames as he split from Leonardo's position and charged into a separate division to launch an unbridled massacre.

"You love bullying people with numbers, huh?!"

Boom!

"You love flaunting your wealth with those stupid bounties, huh?!"

Boom!

"You're not so great and mighty after all, huh?!"

Boom!

Misaka's eyes went red as she watched her little brother go berserk with rage, throwing his spells incoherently without a spec of elegance or skill. He was simply venting his anger with himself and the world. Taking a deep breath, she also shot into a separate division before she spun round and round, aggravating the worldly energy to draw directly into her sacred rings of flame.

The next instant, a towering pillar of flame began to gradually condense into a massive cyclone, drawing the miserable men directly into their premature reincarnations. On Sitri and Lucas' sides, the scene was less impactful visually, but the kill count wasn't lagging that much behind.

Furthermore, erratic beams of light flickered every now and then, silently picking off lives in the hundreds per moment. The six saints couldn't simply watch anymore, and they rushed into the heart of the battle to buy time for whoever was lucky enough to escape this calamity.