All MILFs are Mine Chapter 422: The Ex-calibur

Grundum Kingdom’s Borders, Two blue moons hung high and stars shined brightly in the sky.

Slow breeze of air hitted the grass fields and crimson blood covered the ground underneath them.

A huge army of stone statues pushed at the border in a well organised manner, short ranged fighters on the front and mages are casting spells from the back.

Most of these statues are the soldiers of Grundum kingdom itself.

...

On the other hand, Frenir is leading the charge of his army, while fighting on the front line.

He is engaging in a sword brawl with three statues at once.

*CLANK-CLANK-CLANK-CLANK-CLANK-CLANK-CLANK-CLANK-CLANK*

Frenir is wearing a silver armour and holding a two edged sword in his hands. He is moving very swiftly in between the attacks, dodging almost all of them with no problem.

Suddenly all three statues synced their attacks and brought them down on Frenir from three different sides.

"Hermit’s Blade: Positional Parry." Frenir spoke as he used his skill and holded his sword down.

*Swish-Swish-Swish*

As soon as their swords reached in the range of Frenir’s spell, he closed his eyes and swinged his blade in a very swift motion.

*Tang-Tang-Tang*

With just one swift motion of his blade he deflected all three of their attacks, but Frenir didn’t stop there.

"Hermit’s Blade Fourth Form: Silent Death." As soon as he activated this skill, his eyes shined brightly blue and so did his blade.

*Swish-Swish-Swish*

In just a split second he separated their heads from their bodies.

*THUD-THUD-THUD*

The heads and bodies of the soldiers returned back to normal. Frenir looked at this and a sad expression appeared over his face.

"I am sorry." He spoke as he immediately walked away.

"Your majesty, heals." A female healer spoke as she immediately came running towards Frenir.

"Not now, Ruby. Don’t waste your spells on me. Help the others who are gravely injured and don’t drink too much mana potions." Frenir spoke as he immediately walked away.

"Y-Yes, Your majesty." Ruby replied with an embarrassed expression as she immediately ran away.

...

Frenir walked upto the back lines and noticed a Royal mage standing there with a serious expression on his face.

"Kilian... What’s happening ? Why aren’t the mages attacking ? Three statues just walked through the frontlines and reached our healers, we need more support from the mages and I can’t keep coming back, I have to stay on the frontlines." Frenir spoke with a serious expression.

"Sir, the mages are fainting from mana fatigue. They can’t drink anymore mana potions, three of my best mages just got mana poisoning." Kilian spoke as he pointed towards the mages lying down on the ground with blue faces.

"This is a war kilian, I am dying from physical fatigue as well but i can’t rest because I have families to protect. Their family, your family." Frenir spoke with a serious expression.

"I-I am okay, Your majesty." One of the mage spoke as he stood up from the ground and grabbed another mana potion.

"You can’t drink another mana potion, sir. You will faint or worse you can die." The healer spoke with a worried expression as he tried to take the potion from his hand.

"Get the fuck away from me... I have a fucking family to protect. Didn’t you hear what my king just said ?

If he is still standing... then I am not resting either." The mage spoke with a serious expression as he immediately chugged down the whole bottle of mana recovery potion.

He then walked upto the other mages and started casting.

"Kilian if we survive this battle, I want this guy to be a Royal Mage in my court." Frenir spoke with a smile.

...

"THEY ARE BREAKING THROUGH, I REPEAT THEY ARE BREAKING THROUGH. WE NEED BUFFS AND DEFENCES." A guard shouted loudly from the frontline.

"I have to go." Frenir spoke as he immediately ran back to the frontlines.

"Fuck this... if gods have already planned our demise might as well try it. ALL THE MAGES, TAKE FORMATION SEVEN. WE WILL GO ALL IN ON THIS." Kilian shouted as he immediately started casting a five circle spell.

"Sir... But that formation isn’t even properly ready for testing, we will-" One of the female mage started speaking but she was immediately cut short.

"Die, I know. But if you don’t do it now you will die anyways. So, TAKE THE DAMN FORMATION. IF WE DIE, WE DIE WITH FUCKING GLORY." Kilian shouted as he continued with his spell.

Some mages started casting buff spells, while the others started casting defensive spells.

In just a few moments, a huge mana shield appeared in front of the soldiers who were fighting in the frontlines, protecting them from the stone statues that kept coming from the other side.

The soldiers who were fighting inside the shield also received a strength and speed buff as they fought the stone statues.

"It worked. Hahaha, the formation worked." Kilian spoke as a smile appeared over his face.

"We are maintaining both the spells in a perfectly synced manner with-" before he could’ve completed his sentence, the main magic circle that was right above his head turned red completely.

"Sir, the formation is breaking due to mana overload. We can’t take this for long." One of the mage spoke with a serious expression.

*Crack-Crack-Crack*

*Tang*

Suddenly the magic circle broke completely.

"Fuck..." Kilian spoke as he noticed the mana shield disappearing and all of the mages getting hit by the backlash of the spell breaking.

*THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD-THUD*

Most of the mages fell unconscious on the ground immediately. The statues invaded the frontlines and overwhelmed them as soon as they realised that the mages in the middle lines have crashed out.

*Thud*

Kilian fell down to his knees as he witnessed the slaughter of soldiers fighting in the frontlines with a grim expression on his face.

He raised his hands and joined them together, closing his eyes he slowly tilted his head down as tears started to come out of his eyes.

"Dear God... please, shall you have written it for us to live, send forth a miracle." He prayed with the last bit of hopes he had.

....

*WHISTLEEEEEEEEEEEEE*

Suddenly a loud whistling sound covered the whole environment.

All the statue soldiers started stopped attacking and started running back.

"What the-!?" Frenir immediately looked up towards the sound’s source and noticed a golden streak of light coming down towards the statues.

*BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM*

The light hitted a large group of stone statues and before they could’ve turned back into their human forms, it turned them into dust with a huge explosion.

As soon as the dust cleared up, Frenir’s eyes widened with shock as he noticed a brightly shining sword standing in between them and the stone statues.

On the handle of the sword was a small dragon curling around it and as soon as the moonlight hitted it’s blade, it spreaded throughout the grass fields.

"The Ex-calibur." Frenir spoke.