Sent To Isekai As Demon King's
S2 Eps 1: Great War I
The first century in the Zaenium calendar, or about the thousandth century according to the Devil's calendar. About 1100 years ago.
The Demon Kingdom in the west of the Zaenia continent.
Daytime.
“Maharaja the Great One, those foolish Humans are sending troops to attack us! We'd better teach them what it's like to experience the threat of extinction a second time!” said a Devil whose skin was all dark red in luxurious clothes in a state of prostration before his master.
There was an unusual commotion in the palace hall of the Demon Lord. It is currently being held a large meeting in it involving many nobles, high officials, and advisers gathering to discuss a very precarious issue, namely an invasion from their arch-enemy, Man.
The Demon Emperor was still sitting on his throne without crunching a single moment. He simply tapped his magic wand hard on the floor until it made all of the audience fall silent for a moment. Nothing is unmoved afterwards.
“How much is their team total?” ask her with a heavy tone of voice and a little hoarse.
“About 250,000 troops, The Supreme Being,” replied the Counselor on the right side of the room. “However, they move quickly. Most of them are human. The other part is High Elf.”
“Yang Maha Agung, what is our action?” ask a noble while looking down.
Everyone was focusing on paying attention to the Maharaja and waiting for his answer at this time.
“Prepare troops as well as 7 Great Sins Commander. Maybe we will experience the Great War again after a hundred thousand years,” said the Maharaja after thinking long.
After that, the meeting went on to discuss many other small details, such as the troops who will be where, food supply problems, and others. When it was finished, everything came out of the room and left only six people aside from the Maharaja.
“Ananda Laciel Lucifer, The Vanity,” The Emperor calls his son.
They both have the same physical characteristics. White hair and red eyes. In fact, not just the two of them, but the four of them. The other two are women. One looked the same age as the Emperor, and the other looked younger, the same age as Laciel.
“Hamba answered your call, oh, Maharaja The Great,” reply Laciel.
“It seems like it is time we bestow this hereditary power. You have met his qualifications.” The Demon Emperor took out a seven-pointed star-shaped magic stone. “Use this to lead most of the Devil's army in the Great War later. You will be his chief commander.”
Everyone stared at the Maharaja with a gaze that could be interpreted as a look of confusion. The Maharaja's assessment of the Crown Prince's qualifications was done alone and behind closed doors. However, they never expected that power would be given as easily and quickly as this. Moreover, during this time the Emperor always looked one eye to Laciel who “different” from other Devils.
Laciel accepted it with a look of humility from the outside in front of the Emperor. Very inversely proportional to the content of his heart and his nickname, The Vanity.
A few words from the Maharaja were said. After that, everyone left the throne room. Leaving the Emperor alone.
“Adinda Luci, what have you done to such an extent that father did?” ask a girl who has similar body features to Laciel, but looks more mature.
“I don't know, Sister Lucy. Even I guess father would never have thought I existed because I was different like no other,” Laciel replied to her brother.
“This is indeed the time, Anandaku.” Another female Demon approached them and hugged the two of them. “You remember what father said? This could be a Great War like the Ancient Great War when the Devil fought the Angels.
“Now, get ready. The troops will be ready soon. So ... beware.”
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Inside the throne room, the Emperor was still pondering. He picked up the letter and read it again. It was a letter from the Great Emperor of Zen to him. It is a threat of war. However, that was not the focus, but a sentence that offended that this war would be the last Great War.
The emperor was angry and upset.
“Zen, yes? He's too dangerous to leave for too long.”
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In a place far away from the Demon Kingdom Palace.
Afternoon.
Oceans of rows of living creatures running on two and four feet are visible from a distance to the far end of the horizon. Yet many, somehow, can move as efficiently as a marching army of ants.
In front of the sea of Humans and Elves was a group of people who looked different from everyone else, visible from the clothes they were wearing. One of them wore a white robe made of fine, holding a magic wand that was about two meters long, had a deep black hair, and had a handsome face. He looked like he was from a high-class noble, at least. He was the Great Emperor of Zen Alexander vi Zaenia, a famous Emperor who had been known and recorded throughout the history of civilization.
“We will rest the troops here,” Zen orders for them all to stop.
Soldiers carrying war trumpets also sent out ciphers or codes by blowing trumpets several times at a certain speed. Twenty meters away there was another army like that and constantly sent out similar messages after listening to it. Until finally all the troops heard it and stopped moving in unison.
Some of them immediately moved quickly by removing the tent from the magic bag capable of storing many large objects. And, on a regular basis, they set up tents next to each other for each of the groups that had been divided earlier. Some others immediately prepare a fireplace to warm the body and cook food for his group of friends.
In front of them, Zen stood alone. Stay away from the others. With both hands raised, he cast a short magic spell. A large number of magic circles suddenly appeared around his body. All revolve above their respective circular lines.
“Obelisk!”
With that one word, it gushed out a tower towering from underground. It was tens of meters tall, while it was ten meters wide and increasingly conical on it. It was black in color because it was made of Obsidian-like stone. The shape is rectangular. That's Obelisk.
Once completed, there is an invisible change around them. All magic energy or mana is absorbed by the Obelisk and transferred to Zen. From himself, Zen sent it to his eight subordinates. And from his subordinates to his subordinates again. So next. The less that the lower level troops get.
In addition to absorbing immature magic energy and processing it into usable magic energy, the Obelisk also had several other functions, like automatically attacking something that can be considered an enemy based on the algorithm that has been installed.
“How long until we get there, Zen?” ask one of his subordinates who was the former head of the Adventurer group who had recruited him. He was a large-statured Human with a Barbarian grade and carried a huge sword over his shoulders.
“Maybe about another day or two, Ark,” Zen replied. “Now, what should we do?” Zen murmured.
“Ark, you lead a temporary team. Meanwhile, I will return to the Capital,” Zen said making a magic circle under his feet. “Ivy, come with me.”
A blond female Elf approached him entering the blue-colored magic circle. Then, they both embrace each other. And .. disappeared in an instant.
“Hah, if I were Zen, maybe I would laze with a harem in the castle,” Ark told six others.
“Of course you know that he won't do that. After all, he's not a basket-eyed museum guy like you,” one woman replied.
“Are you sure you can face the Demon Emperor despite bringing in an army of three times this without help from Zen? I even doubt that the three main races other than the Devil, namely Humans, Elves and Beastmen, are united even if they can defeat him. He is a monster. Moreover, the existence of 7 troublesome Big Sins,” added another man.
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