Ascension of the Nephilim

The discussion among Mezal and how many kingdoms were practically prostituting themselves to become an ally to Mezal had no end, and the Commanders had eventually raised their voice in anger.

Commander Tresh was, in particular, angry at those who dared to make up accusations to his Sworn Brother!

BOOM!

A Champion was knocked out and sent flying.

"Who else dares to make brazen accusations against my sworn brother?! My sworn brother knows no corruption and is not a murderer!" Tresh declared boldly.

Commander Michael Daidon facepalmed. Several minutes ago, this Commander had just accused Mezal of killing his son, and now he even says that he isn't a murderer.

"Commanders… Champions… If I may have your attention. I am about to perform the ritual that will sacrifice these lizards and summon a golem!" Demerus cried out impatiently.

"Commanders. Champions. Prince and Princesses, let us turn our attention over to this." Mezal urged, and the group began to move.

As everyone was moving, Diana was clearly showing a great public display of attention.

Various princesses had their eyes set on the young and powerful Branze.

And now, many were looking angrily at her.

"My wife… You are adding difficulty to our status. I can already feel Fate change. Though father has dispersed a multitude of hatred, a significant amount is rising once more."

"Is that a problem?" Diana chuckled.

"Not at all. I will gladly make you the envy of women." Branze gave Diana a quick wink.

Everyone gathered around.

"Relax, and don't resist!" Mezal spoke threateningly as he told the lizards.

"You know how to speak lizardman?" Tresh was amazed.

"I lived among a tribe of shamans who spoke any languages. For some reason, this was their main tongue." Mezal casually answered.

"Amazing!" Tresh commended.

Everyone's eyes rolled as they saw how Tresh was now practically a fanboy.

The Emberdons gathered and began to make a strange chant.

"Maya hiii...Maya hoo...Maya haaah...Maya haaah haah!"

The chant continued, and the humans began to watch in curiosity as the powers of the energy formation circle began to activate and spun around brightly.

"What strange chant..."

"Sort of catchy, though."

Suddenly, a bright light flashed, and all the lizardmen and lizardkin disappeared.

p Everyone was amazed at the light.

"What was that for?" One of the Prince asked.

"It was a sacrificial ritual to summon a strong golem."

"How strong?"

BOOM!

A red arm suddenly smashed out of the ground below. It had a reddish hue, and a strange heat began to burst out of the ground.

The golem stood with bright heat that even made the Champions retreat.

"What powerful heat..." Drake Vestitude exclaimed.

"A Champion level Golem! Impossible!"

"Created from the deaths of the lizards!"

"This is... amazing! I must tell the king!"

"What power!"

Stoph stood up and stopped moving. His powers have increased after the many sources of power that allowed him to level up. The level up added to the effect of the rising power and startled many.

"We have to protect this place! It can give birth to champions just like that!"

"It requires many deaths and lizardkin sacrifices to create them. But unfortunately..." Demerus sighed.

"Unfortunately?" Commander Michael asked.

"There are no elemental cores anymore. It creates a champion at the cost of an Elemental Core." Mezal completed Demerus's statement.

"An Elemental Core?!" Various shouts were heard as they were stunned at a price. Elemental Cores were rather rare in the Lowlands. Even in a kingdom, the number of Cores that they had was low. The Wizards and Mages created Pseudo Cores or borrowed from Monster Cores.

"Emberdons... You sacrificed an Elemental Core?!" Commander Relik was shocked at the cost.

"Of course not. We're not that luxurious, Commander." Stellya chuckled.

The truth was, even the Emberdons had Monster Cores. But these Cores had been transformed by Temple into a proper Core which fitted their elemental affinities. Each had a Low-Grade core in their body. While it was weaker than the real Elemental Cores that Kyros had in its possession, it was enough for the Emberdons to release such powerful magic.

"No. This is the Elemental Core of a Golem. We found it and buried it because we know everyone would get greedy over it and hastily made the sacrifice to revive it." Mezal answered with no hesitation.

Everyone was silent but was secretly cursing. Mezal was right. That would have given a nation a chance for someone to have a Commander's power. But now, the Champion was born.

Stoph stood and waited.

"We now have a Champion that can easily kill those Lizardman and Lizardkin Champion. Unfortunately, the Steele family can only help you so far. If you wish more of these, offer your own Elemental Cores. I will help you all with lessons on force and power as a means to repay my past crimes against you. Now... What other crimes have I yet to pay?"

At that point, an eruption of voices was heard.

As the great unburdening of Fate was happening, Kyros and his team had already unchained the lizardman and lizardkins and had been healed by the Temple that appeared in the massive forest.

They were all healed, and the Temple was stored away.

"What was... that?!"

"I leveled up?!"

"Everyone!" Reptilia shouted.

"This is our god. Lord Ky-"

"Uhh... My identity can't be leaked, Reptilia. Let's go with another name for now."

"I'm sorry, my Lord, which name should it be?"

"Cracky Batcheeks."

"What?" Reptilia was confused.

"Lord Kyros? That name again? The Coven on Crack is back?" Hunter sighed. He always hated that name.

"Kyros. What are you doing? That name will draw out our enemies."

"Nope. Fate is in control now. In short, it will lead an enemy to us, but not all of them. Fate wants to train us. Destiny wants to kill us. Destiny can't use that name if we release it since we drained his power. But Fate can. It'll be good training. Considering how Grandpa has resolved all the issues. If that old molester could seduce princesses and queens to our side, we'd have more forces to command. It's about time we reveal that name. Besides... there is a mysterious power in me hiding my name. It feels like it's related to the Corruption that I have in me. The power of lies." Kyros added.

"Alright. Lizardmen and lizardkin! This is our God, Cracky Batcheeks. And we are vampires. The Coven on Crack."

"Cracky Batcheeks and the Coven on Crack?" Many lizardmen repeated with confusion.

"Gojirrah? You are a Coven?" The lizardman that was familiar to him asked.

"Yes. Lizard Lizard Stick Stick. It's good to see you." Gojirrah called out to his friend.

Hunter and Kyros's mouths were open from the stupid name.

"You lizardkins really have stupid names. Fine, I'll bestow to your names. But for now, we head out to the Underground Cave that Reptilia spoke off. To show my sincerity in this alliance, here are some weapons you can use. You can go out and use them to invade a certain mine. It will be perfect for the Temple. All those ores could be transformed easily. And we do need to up our blacksmithing skills for the future of Middle." Kyros flew to the sky to show his power.

"Lizardkins. Everyone you fought that managed to defeat you are our allies easily. Become one of us, and we will rule Middle. No longer are you discarded? But you will become my army!"

"So pay tribute and bow down to serve, lord Ky- Cracky Batcheeks!" Reptilia shouted.

Kyros brought out the weapons and armors that he was to equip the lizardman.

What was interesting was that even the lizardkins had armors on them! They were usually ignored, and no armors were given to them. These were the armors that Kyros took from the defeat of the grand army of Heralcus.

"These armors!"

"Captain level!"

The lizardmen were exclaiming in shock.

The lizardkins were also astounded and even approached the gears and armor.

"You will be my army! You shall be called-" Kyros called to everyone to declare the name of the army.

"Crackheads! You will be the Crackhead army!" Calaminus interrupted.

"Crackhead! Crackhead! Crackhead!" The lizardman army cheered, and even the Lizardkins were shouting.

Kyros saw the army shout and couldn't argue.

"Fine... We'll go ahead and use that name."

And so, the Crackhead army was born.