There are more than 1,000 of the Colossi while the main army of giants is about 100,000 in number. This is what the entire plane can put together to fight the demons. They are all of one mind willing to sacrifice themselves to being peace to their plane.
The liberation army came to find an equally imposing army waiting for them. This opposing army is composed of many short reddish-black figures. They are so many of them that it is all the giants can see. There are more than a million of them.
The enemy may be short and translucent with weak smokey forms but there is a lot of them. A million has to count for something. The soldiers gulped at the sight. Their fear and anxiety began to rise even through their grim determination to sacrifice themselves for the good of their plane.
The liberation army responded to the threat immediately. The soldiers activated their runes and assembled their weapons. They became clad in armor and different weapons either for close combat or range formed in their hands. The bombardment crews formed their cannons and the annihilators began prepping their weapons of mass destruction. The priests activated their spells and got ready to defend themselves against any attack. Orders began to fly from the vessels of the gods down to the last man. They prepared to do glorious and epic battle.
Suddenly the reddish-black figures began to disappear. They disappeared in a burst of flames and dwindled in number. They continued to disappear until only one short red demon is left behind. This one is solid compared to the translucent smoke-like ones that just disappeared.
Aeternus muttered to himself. 'This is more difficult than I thought. I need more than a few days for this.'
The clones he is trying to create came out poorly. He can create a large number of them but they are weak. They are as weak as they look. A mortal that hasn't reached the vitality core stage will be able to defeat each one of them easily. They are much stronger than the sin avatar of demon lords but they are a complete disappointment as clones of a demon king.
'It seems like the shortcut to producing clones won't work. I still have to use my crown or the Godhood of gods.' he mused to himself.
He is trying to bypass the requirement for creating a clone by using his energy. It is one of the tweaks of his mark of sin that he is aiming for. He would like to continue attempting it but the liberation army has come. Courtesy demands that they get his attention.
He stopped practicing to give them his attention. Then he examined the army that has come to vanquish him. His eyes widened in shock.
He said angrily, "This must be a joke. You can't be serious."
The number of soldiers in the army is an impressive turnout considering the low birth rate and population of their race. Then there's the desertion of the church of the sun and the world war that decimated their numbers some years back. The plane is obviously willing to do its best to eliminate the demons but it is not enough. It is not nearly enough.
The normal giants are akin to mid-rank demons. Mid-rank demons are equal to Transcendents. The only way these giants have been able to match mid-rank demons even though they are mana entities is because they have more stats than other mana entities. Their anti-magic domain and their tough body have also been very crucial in helping them match mid-rank demons. Even so, he has hundreds of millions of mid-rank demons in his house while they brought a hundred thousand giants to face him.
The most threatening of the liberation army are the transcendent giants and the vessels of gods. The gods have already descended into their various vessels as is evident by the various flames burning in the eyes of some transcendents. The rest of the army might as well be dry wood to his fire. They will burn just by being in contact with him. If not for the vessels, the weakest duke of his house will destroy this army. He is not the weakest duke of his family, he is the head of the family, and bringing this to him is a joke.
He said to them, "You know what. Go back and regroup. I'm giving you permission to increase your numbers. I'll be waiting here for you when you're ready."
It is obvious that they came here in a rush. They don't look nearly ready to face him. He wants to believe that their turnout is because of the lack of preparation and not a blatant disregard for him. So he decided to give them more of a chance in their fight. It is not because he cares about them, it is so that they will entertain him better.
But the gods don't appreciate his kind gesture.
"What is this demon ranting about senselessly."
"What does he take us for?"
"Does he think he can easily walk over us?"
"The pride and gall of demons. If he was so sure about himself he should have come to the divine plane and have his ass kicked."
The gods felt insulted. They knew they were going to eventually lose but they still have their pride and having that pride walked over doesn't sit well with them. The insolent demon is already talking like his victory is set in stone. Yes, his victory is set in stone but it is just rude to talk like so when the battle hasn't started.
"Silence." Stelios reprimanded them. "It doesn't matter what he thinks, our job is to preoccupy him. It should be easy since he is so small and weak."
They expected to face a big bad demon king but they met a runt. They don't think Aeternus is too dangerous because he doesn't look threatening. He is a demon king so he should be dangerous but it is hard to take someone that you can step on like an ant seriously.
