Hitman with a Badass System

The Council of Immortals had made a grave decision - they had tasked four of their own to apprehend Gaya, the Dark Queen. It was a dangerous mission, one that could result in their own demise. Many Immortals refused to fight, fearing the wrath of the Dark Lord if they were to interfere. But these four were different. They had had enough of the Dark Lord's tyranny and were determined to end it before it even began. They were old, three men and one woman, but they were powerful beyond measure. Their faces were etched with determination, their eyes burning with a fire that could rival the sun.

As the armies in the sky grew in number, the ground below was cast in a shadow. The soldiers of Xanali's army were afraid, but they stood their ground.

"Just let me in the castle, and all the bloodshed could be avoided," Gaya's voice boomed through the sky, echoing across the battlefield. Her words were dripping with malice and contempt as she stared down at Xanali. The Dark Queen's eyes narrowed in anger as she waited for a response. When none came, she let out a sharp exhale, her frustration evident.

"To protect one, you are willing to sacrifice hundreds. That is evil in my book," Gaya spat out the words with venom, her tone cold and unforgiving. The silence that followed her statement was deafening. The soldiers on both sides looked on in fear and awe, unsure of what to do next.

The four Immortals slowly descended from the sky, their presence commanding and powerful. Their bodies may have aged, but their powers were as potent as ever. They landed in front of Xanali's army, facing the Dark Lord's army.

"We will not stand by and watch as the world falls into darkness," the female Immortal spoke, her voice steady and unwavering.

The three male Immortals stood beside her, their eyes locked on the Dark Lord's army. "We will do whatever it takes to stop you," one of them said.

The soldiers of Xanali's army watched in awe as the Immortals prepared for battle. Even in their old age, they radiated power and strength. It was clear that they were not to be underestimated.

"Azazel," Gaya looked up at the demon butler in the air.

"Take no prisoners," As Gaya gave the order, the tension in the air intensified. Azazel, the demon butler, heard her command and transformed himself into a bolt of lightning with the use of his powerful spell, Lightning Dash. In an instant, he was soaring towards the female Immortal, who had been assigned to capture Gaya.

Azazel was a fearsome opponent, his strength equal to that of an Immortal, thanks to his cultivation being tied to the Dark Lord's own power. He had never experienced the heavenly tribulation like the other Immortals, making him a mysterious and dangerous adversary. With the ability to mimic the Dark Lord's spells, Azazel was an invaluable weapon in the Dark Lord's army.

As Azazel drew closer, the female Immortal braced herself for the attack, knowing she was facing a formidable opponent. The battle had officially begun, and it was clear that hundreds of lives were about to be snuffed out in Nagaland. The two armies collided in the air instantly, with Gaya and Azazel facing the Immortals. They led the attack like ferocious beasts.

The clash of swords and the whizzing of spells filled the air as the two armies clashed in a fierce battle. The Guardians fought with all their might, casting spells that shook the very foundations of the earth. The sound of thunder echoed in the sky as they summoned lightning bolts to strike the undead army. The Guardians also used their weapons, slicing through the undead with swords and axes.

Meanwhile, the alpha vampires controlling the undead army showed remarkable coordination and tactical skills. They directed the undead to attack the Guardians in waves, using their numbers to their advantage. The undead clawed at the Guardians with their rotten hands and gnawed at them with their sharp teeth. They were fearless and relentless, driven by a hunger that knew no bounds.

As the battle raged on, it became clear that neither side had a clear advantage. The undead were numerous, but the Guardians were powerful and skilled. The guardians continued to cast spells, summoning walls of fire to incinerate the undead and using spells to paralyze them in their tracks. However, the alpha vampires continued to control the undead army with ease, directing them to attack the Guardians from different angles.

On the other hand, the vampire death squad wreaked havoc like a violent tornado. As the vampire death squad flew into battle, Bear charged forward with his two giant axes, swinging them with tremendous force. His axes met the guardians' weapons, and sparks flew as they clashed. The force of his blows was so powerful that it shattered the guardians' weapons, sending shards of metal flying in all directions.

Snake slithered through the air, his thin body making it almost impossible to track his movements. He darted in and out of the guardians' ranks, striking with his venomous blades. With each hit, a deadly toxin entered the guardians' bodies, causing them to writhe in agony and eventually succumb to their injuries.

Gray Wolf and White Wolf moved together like a well-oiled machine. Their attacks were swift and precise. Gray Wolf used his small stature to his advantage, sneaking up on unsuspecting guardians and dispatching them quickly and quietly. White Wolf, on the other hand, was a whirlwind of death, her elven grace allowing her to move with lightning speed. She took on multiple guardians at once, her deadly blades cutting through flesh and bone with ease.

Spider was the most cunning of them all, using her beauty to lure guardians into her trap. She would flirt and tease, making the guardians believe they had the upper hand, only to strike when they were at their most vulnerable. Her swords and arrows were sharp and deadly, leaving a trail of blood wherever she went.

As the vampire death squad fought, their brutality was unmatched. Limbs were severed, heads were chopped off, and blood rained down from the sky. The guardians fought back with all their might, but the vampire death squad was too powerful. The battle was a gruesome dance of death, with each move calculated and deadly. The sky was filled with the screams of the dying and the stench of blood and death.

While the vampire death squad was absolutely slaughtering their foes, the vampires were equally as formidable, moving through the air with the grace and speed of a hurricane. Their supernatural abilities made them almost invincible, and they attacked with a brutality that left many soldiers trembling in fear. They tore into their opponents with razor-sharp fangs, draining them of their life force with each bite.

Blood spattered across the sky as the battle raged on, with the cries of the dying filling the air. The soldiers of Xanali's army fought bravely, but they were no match for the combined might of the Dark Lord's forces. The undead army swarmed them without mercy, clawing and gnawing at their flesh with a single-minded determination.

In the midst of the chaos, the vampire death squad continued to cut a bloody swath through their enemies. Bear's axes cleaved through bone and sinew, while Snake's daggers left a trail of poisoned corpses in his wake. Gray Wolf and White Wolf moved like phantoms, striking without warning and disappearing just as quickly. And Spider's deadly accuracy with her arrows and swords was a sight to behold.

It was a gruesome and terrifying battle, with both sides fighting with every ounce of their being. And yet, it seemed as though the Dark Lord's forces were gaining the upper hand.

As the battle raged on in the sky, the guardians had to use their knowledge of magic and their skills in combat to fend off the undead army and the Dark Lord's forces. Some guardians chanted powerful incantations, conjuring massive spells that illuminated the sky with dazzling lights. The spells ranged from massive fireballs that exploded upon impact, to gusts of wind that could knock down entire rows of the undead army. The guardians also used their magical abilities to shield themselves and their allies from attacks.

The Immortals, in particular, showed the full extent of their power. They floated in the air, radiating an aura of pure energy that left many in awe. They used their knowledge of magic to cast spells of unparalleled magnitude, like a massive beam of light that shot out from the hands of the male Immortal and scorched through the sky, incinerating everything in its path. The female Immortal summoned a swirling vortex of energy that sucked in the undead army and shattered them into pieces.

Even Xanali, who had been silent for most of the battle, finally drew her sword and joined the fray. She moved with a grace that belied her years, striking down vampires and undead with ease. Her sword glowed with white light as she swung it, sending waves of energy that cut through the dark army like a hot knife through butter.

Despite the guardians' best efforts, however, the Dark Lord's army proved to be a formidable opponent. The vampire death squad continued to take down their foes with brutal efficiency, while the vampires seemed to be unstoppable, using their regenerative abilities and super strength to overpower their enemies. The battle continued to rage on, with no end in sight.

Gaya fought with the ferocity of a cornered animal, her eyes glowing with a sinister crimson light. She quickly conjured up a storm of dark clouds around her, causing lightning to crackle and rain to pour down on the battlefield. As two Immortals charged at her, she aimed her bow and shot a flurry of arrows that split into countless poisonous snakes upon impact. The snakes slithered and coiled around the Immortals, biting them with their venomous fangs.

As the two Immortals were writhing in pain, Gaya chanted an incantation that summoned a massive serpent made of dark energy. The snake coiled around her arm as she aimed it at the sky and released it with a fierce roar. The serpent shot toward the heavens, tearing through the clouds and creating a massive explosion that sent shockwaves throughout the battlefield.

Despite the overwhelming power of Gaya's spells, the Immortals continued to fight back with their own grandiose magic. One Immortal summoned a blinding light that illuminated the entire sky, causing the clouds to part and revealing the stars above. The other Immortal created a raging firestorm that incinerated everything in its path.

The sky was filled with the clash of spells and the roar of thunder as they continued their battle. The storm around Gaya intensified, the wind howling as lightning struck down all around her. Yet, she continued to fight with unwavering determination, her eyes fixed on her enemies as she unleashed spell after spell.

On the other side of the sky, Azazel flew towards the two Immortals, determined to use all his arsenal to take them down. A barrage of lightning bolts crackled with deadly electricity, hitting one of the Immortals and causing a massive explosion that illuminated the entire sky.

Dodging the spells of the other Immortal, Azazel unleashed crescent-shaped blades of wind using his wind blast spell. The blades cut through the air like a razor, hitting the second Immortal who staggered back with blood oozing from his wounds.

Azazel then flew towards the wounded Immortal and hit him with all his brute strength. The Immortal crashed to the ground with a resounding thud, causing the sky to rumble with the force of the impact. The winds around them intensified, creating a storm of epic proportions.

The battlefield was a chaos of spells and weapons as the guardians and Nagaland soldiers fought with all their might, trying to push back the undead army and the vampire death squad. The outcome was still uncertain, and the storm raged around them, with lightning bolts illuminating the sky and casting eerie shadows on the battlefield.

The power coursing through Azazel's veins made him ready for the next attack. He knew that he had to use it to take down the guardians and the Immortals. The battle was far from over, and he was prepared to fight until the bitter end.

As the battle raged in the sky above, the impact of the spells and weapons used by the guardians and the Dark Lord's army was felt on the ground below. The spells cast by the Immortals and the guardians were so powerful that they shook the very foundations of the buildings in the kingdom.

The sky above the kingdom was lit up by bolts of lightning, and the rumble of thunder was deafening. The impact of the spells sent shockwaves through the air, causing windows to shatter and walls to crumble. The guardians' spells left scorch marks on the ground, and the undead army left a trail of destruction wherever they went.

The ground shook violently, causing buildings to sway and crack. The impact of the battle was felt for miles around, and it was clear that the outcome of this battle would determine the fate of the kingdom.

As the battle continued to rage on, the ground shook even more violently, and the buildings in the kingdom began to collapse.

The impact of the spells was so great that it felt like an earthquake had struck the kingdom.

The guardians and the Dark Lord's army were so focused on the battle that they paid no attention to the destruction they were causing. It was as if they were fighting in a world of their own, and nothing else mattered except victory. But the consequences of their actions would be felt for years to come.

As the sound of battle echoed throughout Nagaland, many rogue cultivators stopped in their tracks, their eyes drawn to the sky. They could see the armies of the Dark Lord and the guardians of Nagaland fighting in a battle of epic proportions.

One rogue cultivator looked up in disbelief, "Is this for real? I've never seen such a battle in my life."

Another cultivator replied, "It seems the rumors were true. The Dark Lord has finally come to claim Nagaland as his own."

A third cultivator shook his head, "I never thought I'd see the day when the guardians of Nagaland would have to fight for their lives. This is a dark day indeed."

As they watched the battle rage on, the rogue cultivators could see the spells and weapons of both sides causing destruction to the kingdom below

With the war in the sky raged on, the ground shook violently, causing buildings to crumble and roads to split open. The journalists from Royal News and other news agencies watched in horror from a safe distance, their cameras rolling to capture every moment of the carnage.

One of the reporters from Royal News, a young woman named Sarah, felt her heart pounding in her chest as she watched the battle unfold before her eyes. "This is insane," she whispered, her voice shaking with fear. "I never imagined it would be like this."

Another journalist, a seasoned veteran named John, could barely contain his shock as he watched the undead army swarm toward the guardians and Nagaland soldiers. "This is worse than anything I've ever seen," he muttered, his eyes wide with disbelief. "I can't believe they're actually fighting in the sky like this. It's like something out of a nightmare."

As the battle raged on, the reporters could feel the raw power of the spells and the thunderous roar of the clashes. The fear and desperation of the soldiers were palpable, and the reporters could barely process the magnitude of the destruction around them.

"This is madness," Sarah whispered, tears streaming down her face. "How can anyone survive this? How can anyone even hope to win?"

John shook his head, his face grim. "I don't know," he said. "All I know is that this is a battle unlike any other. And we're witnessing it first hand."

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This is the first time i had written such a massive scale war scene. So please forgive me if there are mistakes!! I will strive to write better in the future!!