52 DARK ELF COMMANDER

Inside the settlement, the elves talked to each other with telepathy.

"W-W-W-What the hell happened?!! We didn't move or anything right? Didn't we?"

"DON'T ASK ME!"

Not knowing what to do, the dead knights scattered within Mizar, they were confused and disorganized, they didn't know what happened to their comrades who lost possession of the human bodies they inhabited.

During the possession rituals, the soul of a dark elf is being transferred from their realm unto the world of the humans, Midgard. Losing possession of it would mean that the soul will have nowhere to go and would disappear, for the dark elves it was something worse than death, but it was a risk worthy of their ambition.

"Grrrr!!! HOW DARE THEY DO THIS TO US!"

"These insects! Let's break them to pieces and feed them to the pigs!"

Every one of them became angry and confused, as they didn't see any enemy and weren't able to massacre them. With the fearsome explosions that could be heard and in succession, many of them had been downed and their souls lost forever.

However when they saw an army coming to them, their mood quickly changed, as if seeing a target they can release their hatred on.

"Hey look brother! It's them! It's got to be them!"

The dark elf was supposed to talk in telepathy with someone with the same rank with him, but instead, it was the Dark Elf Commander that replied to him, he possessed a knight with a body larger than the ordinary knight, it was evident that his manifestation was almost complete, as the body he was using was starting to grow its pointy ears.

The higher the rank the elf has, the faster they can manifest in the world of the humans, as such the more time comes the possessed body will mutate into their real form. In his case, being a commander, he has a high-level capability to dwell on the human's body and gradually turn it into his body faster.

"Oh, I see, I'm seeing someone with a large amount of magic with them, ohoho," unlike the dead knights who weren't able to speak, the elf commander was able to speak flawlessly. He dragged a big sword with him with blood over it as he walked through the sea of dead knights before him, it was his hobby to torture humans especially children.

"What the hell are you doing? Why are you hiding? For those who have horses, ride it! For those who don't, walk those bodies! Why the hell are you fearing humans for one trick or two? We have an overwhelming force! Crush them completely!"

No one sent a response, they simply acted as they were told to, most of them rode horses, and some picked up their swords and walked together, knowing that their enemies waited outside. They marched together in order, with the black aura oozing from their armor, and the rotting bodies turning into dark-elves body, Mizar settlement's gate looked like it was vomiting out dark oil from its mouth.

The elf commander was the last one to get outside the gate, they assumed a battle formation but it wasn't in order. They looked like a mob that wielded all kinds of weapons.

"See, if we go out like this, their tricks won't work, with our numbers we don't even have to take it seriously HAHA!"

To the outside they looked like they were laughing with no sound,and it was only the large knight's voice that could be heard, but on telepathy numerous voices echoed throughout them, as their means of communication. They sprouted curses and made fun of the force in front of them.

"Charge!"

The cavalry charged first, and then followed by the others who ran fealessly, the enemy was just a few kilometers in front of them.

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Michaela saw the knights getting out of Mizar settlements gate, she was at the vanguard of her army, together with the princess Rara's representatives, the four chief knights, Rara was assigned to another role in the battlefield.

Seeing their numbers, the warriors behind Michaela had a complicated look on their faces, it was understandable, seeing such a force that doubled their own charging into them. Some of them stepped back with one feet, Michaela who was able to notice this shortly turned around to face her people and bring forth her message.

"What? Are you scared now?" Her voice was majestic and deep, and her crystal-like eyes burned with courage.

"Are you scared? Of those dead men in front of you? Don't you pity them as human beings? Having your body taken away from you, and using that to commit genocide, yes… they may look scary, but what's scarier is looking away from this tragedy in front of you!

As fellow humans it is our responsibility to let them rest peacefully! And to prevent this from ever happening again!" she then turned around and tossed her golden hair to the side.

"Their numbers may be greater but our cause has far greater meaning! My soldiers! Ready your weapons, and fight for righteousness! For our homeland, our future, and for humanity, together we stand!"

With this, everyone came to their senses, they weren't able to cheer because of the pressure of the dead knights charging into them, but the speech of their queen strengthened their will.

"Warriors draw your swords! Casters start long-range attack incantations!" Michaela instructed.

The warriors immediately drew their swords from their waist and back, and the casters started their incantations. The casters were composed of wizards and magic knights started their incantations, the tip of their swords and wands started to glow, but incantations were long; it took at least a minute of preparation.

When Michaela noticed that they have finished their chants, she gave the next order immediately.

"Aim at the cavalry and start bombardment!" Michael swung her hand forward, and with this, spells launched from their direction, in different colors such as purple, orange and yellow, which were the elements of the collection of casters that their army had.

The bombardment that was composed of fireballs, lightning, and holy attribute rained down on the approaching cavalry, but they had their defenses. A black curtain protected their cavalry as it closed and rode into them getting nearer and nearer, it's caster was the large knight at the rear commanding them.

"Tch, Didn't work huh… " Michaela bit her lip, "Onto the next stage! Everyone retreat!" Michaela commanded.

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According to the scriptures the dark elves were blessed with their magic prowess just like their light counterparts, having taken their land, they have also taken their secrets, and when it came to magic, they became better. This is why they charged without formation, thinking that magic was on their side, as long as they can get close to launch their deadly unholy swords.

"HAHAHA Are those spells? Lame!"

"Even light elves can do better than that!"

The dark elves' morale was boosted with the failed bombardment, and their enemy's retreat, the elf commander was pleased with himself as his black magic curtain blocked any magic that it encountered.

"I got worried for a second there, but if this is their level, this might be an easy win, the rumors that Muselpheim was using them was just a rumor in the end," he thought as he rode his horse on the rear overseeing the battle.

"Chase them! Faster!" He commanded his soldiers via telepathy, "The high king will be very pleased if I just took that small castle right now hihi," but he suddenly withdrew this thought as it didn't go as he expected.

The vanguard, the cavalry that have chased the retreating humans, was caught by the mysterious explosions from the ground, and this time the scale was far larger than what he heard in the rumors.