Shifting Madness [WW4 Event]

[Note: These are not ordinary soliders. These are empowered nercomance'd creatures from Mana's army of the dead. So Mana herself is not present, but her influence is definitely here.]

On The Queen's Orders, Madnise City was on the list of locations that needed to be extracted at all cost. Therefore, rather than waste time calling on her own forces, Mana chose to summon familiars from her Army Of The Damned that resides within the depths of her foul, corrupted and maddening soul. There are millions of creatures which live in the essence of Mana's body that makes her an army all by herself without the influence of Shadow Fall. So even if the woman lost all that she had in this material world, the many countless wars and battles she has waged had netted her a disgusting quantity of bodies and spirits to resummon through her necromancy.

Therefore, a platoon of a hundred thousand of these soldiers started to arrive on the east, south, west and north borders of Madnise City. They were divided evenly into 25,000 soldiers each and all of them had been connected to the course of Eris's influence and The Demi-Network to otherwise pull the task of consuming the city within an emerald barrier. This was meant to otherwise prevent external forces from easily getting in as it held within it a high amount of corrosive death enery which could otherwise decay, break down and disintegrate different beings, attacks, equipment and so on.

Then, with the external affairs taking care of, another fraction of these soldiers was focused on extracting the city itself away from earth. So, they were attuning themselves to a wormhole located in the depths of Mana's Chasm Realm. This dimension possessed a cluster of Mana's maddening elements and it is where this city was meant to be stored and housed as it was crucial to an unforeseen plan the woman was cooking up. Ergo, no resources was spared in ensuring they could get this operation done and over with it as quickly as possible.

With all the other squadrons ready to attack and summon excess reinforcements if some freak of nature decided to show up, the objective was to remove the city and transport it. So, if no external influence meddled with this effort, Madnise City would begin to become consumed within the depths of this emerald fog and be warped into the depths of Mana's own pocket dimension to be saved for a later date down the road in this war being waged.

It was an irritating feeling to say the least as a racing presence approached the bottom of the globe, by the time his vehicle reached the border of Antarctica, stopping his approach began to become nigh difficult to say the least. A young man dropped out of the vehicle to the ground, a look of determination on his face as his eyes looked out on to the horizon racing at high speed to meet an impending force with one of his own. The vehicle that helped him traverse the ocean with ease, backed away, settling somewhere that he hoped would be safe. But this was the least of his worries as he has a mission and being out her in Antarctica, it was a place like home to him. The years he has been out this way for the Vandenreich, he knew what was up ahead. He has read the reports, clear as day. He would not allow it to be so easily utilized in the war, he would raise his pieces only to slam them down on to the board.

It was not difficult for the young Hohl Arquerro, to read the situation as he approached, his motion was silent but the soldiers surrounding this city was his target as he yelled out. The decibels went through the roof, rattling the ice of the area in front of him and throughout the city, but this was not his true intentions. It did let him get a lot of his frustrations off his chest, something the young heart needed in a time of war. This was where the work of a warrior began, as that sound that traveled, may very well have traveled so smoothly through the city was called upon, the very energy that filled those yells. Gave Life, life to the Echos, the army of Cero. Each of them locked on to their targets as they rose up and down from the walls and roofs of the city. Seventy-Five Echoes in total began challenging those closest to the city, manipulating the reitsu around them into bows and firing upon the soldier squads. His Echoes were not physically as strong as him but the power that they put into the dozens of arrows each of them fire, would be enough to decimate a person unguarded. It needed to be ascertained, just what was he up against here.

Twenty Five Echoes from within the city rose up in each district looking out onto what would become a battlefield, granting him full scope of the area if they are not disrupted. They too weilded reitsu around them into a bow, their shots were not as devastating nor were they small of quantity, hundreds of them would shower out in each direction of the city, testing and battering the armor of these soldiers. How much could they possibly take and how much could they avoid, if they want this city. That was name of this current game of range, and so long as the Wchos were in this shape of combat, loses of energy were minimal to the young Cero.

Then came the true one, the former beast of sound, the one man Quincy army. His pressence and body flew into the southern most squad of enemies. His intentions as he tried to leap into the fray directly was simple as he drew his zanpakutou, the signature click of draw it out was all he needed as the sound vibrated through the cold air around him blasting against all foes that stood close to him, especially if they tried to swarm him. Within those remaining moments, the young Hohl Arquero would slice twice with his blade making slices into the area but further vibrations. Those with ten feet were likely sliced into by the vibrations coming of the slices, while those further back would merely feel it press against them, if everything went according to plan.

” I am Cero Telca, I will be your opponent, may my blade be your last.” He would finish with and put his blade back in the sheath.