[ Status ]

[ Name: Vahn Necrotis ]

[ Title: Prince Of Darkness]

[ Lifespan: 17 / 1000 ]

[ Bloodlines: Void Dragon Ultimate ]

[ Physique: Void Refining Physique ]

[ Cultivation Level: Nascent Soul - Stage 8 ]

[ Cultivation Arts: Art Of Healing (Verse -1), Nine Heavens Lightning Swords, Dream Manipulation Art, Shadow Transformation Art, Ancient Shadow Summoning Art, Infernal Spirit Summoning Art, Fire Phoenix Wings, Dragon Phoenix Union Art, ]

[ Elemental Affinities: Light (Bonded), Darkness (Innate), Lightning (Merged), Fire (Bonded) ]

[ Special Skills: Divine Cook, Saber Mastery, Curse Monarch's Halo, Grandmaster Weapon Craftsmanship, Master Warlord ]

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Vahn was currently trying to figure out the immense, new power running through his veins: the Void Dragon Ultimate Bloodline.

This bloodline had completely integrated with his existing human lineage, proving perfectly suitable for his Void Refining Physique. He knew the bloodline was a monumental gift from the system, but he had to discover its innate abilities himself.

​He focused his spirit sense inward, already feeling the terrifying gravity of his Black Hole Core stabilizing and amplifying the new power. He suspected the core abilities would revolve around Void manipulation and raw destructive force, but deep concentration was required to unlock the innate abilities.

Just as Vahn began his internal exploration, Ezekiel's urgent mental transmission reached his mind, shattering the morning calm:

​Your Majesty, forgive me for disturbing your peace. But it seems the Frost Giant Kingdom didn't appreciate your kindness. They have come to attack our territory... Please, give us your order.

​Vahn's eyes turned cold instantly. His diplomatic mission by showing overwhelming strength and generosity, had been rejected by the King's pure, stupid pride. He had anticipated war, but not this immediate, headstrong charge.

​He mentally reviewed the situation:

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The Icebreaker Legion (5,000+ Frost Giants) is currently marching toward the Misty Valley, seeking direct confrontation.

​Ezekiel was holding the newly conquered Oslan border with the unified Imperial Guard (Barbarian Vanguard, Serpent Clan, etc.). They are strong but untested against a Kingdom-level legion.

Vahn immediately transmitted his sharp, decisive orders back to Ezekiel. He would not allow the war to reach the Royal Palace. The unified Oslan territory must serve as a buffer zone.

​"Ezekiel. You did well to inform me. The Frost Giants chose annihilation over progress. I will be there shortly, but you will execute the preliminary defense. Do not let the Barbarian Vanguard charge them. We must not waste manpower in a frontal assault against 5,000 Giants. You will use the terrain of the newly acquired Oslan territory."

​"Utilize the Ghost Commander and the spectral army. Their undead nature is the perfect counter to the Ice affinity of the Frost Giants. Use them to disrupt, harass, and break the Legion's formation in the advance. Let the enemy exhaust themselves fighting ghosts."

​ "Also, set up the primary defensive line at the Northern Defile of the Rock Fist Tribe. It is the narrowest point of the advance. Use the heavy fortifications and the new recruits to hold the line, not fight the battle."

​Vahn then prepared for immediate teleportation. He would leave the Void Dragon Ultimate exploration for later; the first battle of the Necrotic Dynasty's external war required the King's presence.

Vahn went to his Queens, who had heard the urgent spiritual call. Seraphina and Lilith stood side-by-side, ready to hear his final instructions.

​"My Queens, the Frost Giant Kingdom is marching for war. Seraphina, you are in command of the Royal Palace and the internal defenses. Eterna stays with you."

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He then looked at Lilith, his new Second Queen, her eyes blazing with desire to prove her worth.

​"Lilith, you will come with me. Your Darkness Affinity and the Dagger of Hecate will be indispensable against the Ice Giants.

Moreover, your strategic mind is needed on the battlefield to support Ezekiel."

​Vahn looked toward the direction of the battlefield, and declared in his domineering tone:

​"This is the first war against a Kingdom. And we will make it the last war they ever declare."

After a while Lilith and Vahn arrived atop the temporary command structure at the Northern Defile of the Rock Fist Tribe.

The location was a tight, rocky canyon—the perfect chokepoint Vahn had ordered.

​Below them, the battlefield was already a maelstrom of chaos and noise. The Icebreaker Legion, a terrifying wave of over 5,000 Frost Giants riding gigantic, horned ice beasts, had crashed into the defensive line.

​Ezekiel, flawlessly executing Vahn's preliminary defense, had deployed his forces expertly. The core Barbarian Vanguard (approximately 4,000 unified troops, including the initial Barbarians and the new recruits) held the narrow fortifications, while the spectral forces under the Ghost Commander swirled around the Giants, invisible and disrupting their formation.

Clang, Clang, Clang!

Boom, Boom, Boom!

​The clash was brutal. The Giants' massive, frozen hammers crushed stone, but the Ghost Army phase-shifted through their ranks, freezing limbs with chilling curses and sowing confusion. It was a chaotic, bloody spectacle.

​Ezekiel immediately bowed low. "Your Majesty! Second Queen! Welcome to the battlefield. The Ghost Commander is holding the main advance, but the sheer physical might of the Giants is breaking our fortifications."

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​Vahn ignored the reports, his gaze fixed on the opposing command position. There, atop an immense Ice Creature, stood King Belmont. The Frost Giant King was easy to spot, radiating pure, incandescent fury and absolute contempt.

​King Belmont looked directly at Vahn, standing on the command structure. The King let out a booming laugh that carried across the battlefield.

"You weak human! You send spectral tricks to fight my glorious Legion! Face your death!"

​Vahn's eyes turned icy that expressed the cold scorn he felt for the King. Belmont's pride had overridden every piece of evidence, every strategic warning, and even the love for his daughter. There was no point in peace talks, no point in further diplomacy. Vahn was a decisive person; he wouldn't let his men die needlessly for a foolish war.

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​Vahn stood on the command structure beside Ezekiel and Lilith, and instantly began charging his cultivation. He would end this immediately.

​"Lilith, stabilize the perimeter with shadows. Ezekiel, pull back the Barbarian Vanguard slightly! Give me a clean line of sight!" Vahn commanded.

​He focused his immense Nascent Soul – Stage 8 power, drawing upon his Fire Affinity and the raw, destructive force of his spiritual reservoir.

​"I will not waste time fighting 5,000 individuals," Vahn announced, his voice carrying surprising authority over the Symphony of battle.

​He extended his hand toward the enemy line, his focus absolute. He was summoning something that would burn away the Ice Giants' very essence.

​With a blinding flash of Infernal Fire and Shadow Energy, Vahn summoned his ultimate fire spirit.

​Infernal Spirit Summoning Art!

"Espirit, heed my call!"

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