The World Serpent

The alarms echoed as the metallic floor and wall shook. Sparks flared up from the electronics as elven crews rattled to their stations. The Battle over the Heavens had begun. And it was a devastating battle for both sides. After all, let the abyss rise and the light of hope fall. 

Within the bridge of an elven battleship, everything was shaking. Electronics were becoming more malfunction as time passed by. Beyond their giant windows, they were looking at an all-out battle between the fleets and the monsters. AA Monsters from the ground started firing their anti-ship projectile to the heavens causing massive amounts of damage, while Flying Monsters on the skies made it hard for the elven fleets to retaliate. 

"Captain!!! AA Batteries are at full power. There are too many enemies enveloping the skies. Our Missile Silos are blocked and our Main Turrets are having a hard time who to target. We are completely surrounded and we are falling from the skies." An elven crew reported with a grave voice.

The Captain had a serious expression plastered on his face. Ground Monsters firing anti-ship projectiles and dealing with the millions of Flying Monsters were completely annoying for the sensors and radar. Problems kept popping up, and doubt started to emerge within his heart. But while thinking of the problems, he gazed through the giant windows and saw the Fleet of Azathoth. 

It appears that the Fleet of Azathoth wasn't that much affected by the severe defensive measures of the Great Calidus Army. It kept propelling itself without any fear and continued heading deeper and deeper into enemy territory. The Captain chuckled upon seeing such a sight and straightened himself. 

"I can't believe that I was about to break down. Fortunately, I manage to hold on. Now, let us take care of this problem." The Captain understood the strategy of the Fleet of Azathoth. It was a good strategy, and the elven navy could also do the same. With such a thought in mind, the Captain gave his orders to the elven crew around him. 

"Stop the Main Turrets and AA Batteries from firing. Focus all power on shields and propulsion. Be sure to protect the ship as we will continue to spearhead deep into their territory." The Captain smirked as the elven crews smiled and nodded all together. "Understood, Captain." They then carried out his orders without any hesitation. 

The Captain then turned his gaze towards the communicator and gave a new order. "Report this strategy to the remaining warships. There is no need to waste any ammunition on fighting the monsters in the outskirts. It would be wasteful and dumb. Our shields can take all the damage when all of our energy is focused onto it." 

The elven communicator nodded and followed his orders. After giving his orders, the shield of the elven battleship got stronger and stronger. The AA Batteries and Main Turrets also stopped firing. After such events, the elven battleship's propulsion became faster and faster. 

"I was lucky to see the Fleet of Azathoth's strategy. If not, we would have been too dumb to realize the prowess of our fleets." The Captain uttered with a calm voice as he stood in front of the Giant Window and gazed upon the vast and barren rocky wasteland, which was full of millions of monsters.

As the orders of the Captain of the elven battleship echoed throughout the fleets, many warships followed his strategy and stopped fighting. They focused everything on shields and propulsion, which was quite a good strategy when pushing through against a massive number of weak monsters. With that, the elven fleets avoided a disaster. 

Meanwhile, in the Fleet of Azathoth, on the Class 2 Battleship where Gloria resided in. Gloria was gazing upon the elven fleets behind her. She thought that they would die fighting against those monsters. It appears that they had realized that not fighting and defending would give them the ability to push without any problems.

"Took them long enough..." Gloria uttered as she closed her eyelids. They were getting nearer and nearer to the center of the mother base. If their numbers weren't enough, Gloria already had a strategy in mind. Though, it would involve the activation of Project Gate. It was a useful strategy when push comes to shove. 

Project Gate, a strategy or an exclusive strategy, which was only covered for the higher-ups of the Nation of Azathoth. The higher-ups were the Three Governor Inquisitors, the Sisters of the Great Ruler, the Daughter, and the Great Rulers of the Great Forest. The moment danger comes in. It would activate and bring everything and everyone to help. 

The reason why it was only available to the strongest beings in the Nation of Azathoth was simple. When the strongest had a hard time or a dangerous moment, It would mean that the situation has become grave. For such reasons, Project Gate was rarely used as most of them could handle their problems without any effort. 

But, what about the newly gained member in the Project Gate? The Daughter of the Great Ruler of Azathoth Gloria. Even though she was strong, she was weak compared to the strongest in the Great Forest. Even she couldn't believe that she was actually calling her Mother for help. She promised her Mother to bring victory to the Realm of Piksyon. The effort would be all for naught if she immediately called her Mother.

"I can't believe that I actually thought of asking for help. This is my first mission, and I should complete it with top grades. Or else, I would be a failure not only to my Mother but to my Sisters." Gloria uttered with a calm and monotone voice. She was worried about what could happen if she failed the mission. 

Never had she known that her Mother and Sisters wouldn't even be that bothered if she failed. Just like the words of her Mother before she started the mission, Failure is acceptable as long as it doesn't happen ever again. Though, being with a family full of amazing members would make someone or something pressured. 

"I didn't plan on bringing them alone. They are more of a hindrance as they are causing me trouble. I can't simply charge without worrying about their lives." Gloria sighed as problems also started occurring on her side. She couldn't completely follow her plans with elven fleets behind her. 

"I hope that they would retreat, but I guess that it would be too late. Let's talk to them for now and discuss future strategies together. This will be a good experience for me." Gloria uttered as she nodded to herself. She then sent the communication network to the elven fleets as a talk between her and them was about to start. 

Back into the Nation of Elda. In their Capital, where the Great Ruler of the Elven Race resided. A classical office was found within the centermost part of its capital. It was where the Great Ruler of the Elven Race specifically dwelled. She was reading through the reports and documents while also signing some of them. After a while, the door to her office opened as an elven secretary entered the office. 

"Is there something wrong?" Drya asked with her serene voice as she stopped signing and reading through the documents. The elven secretary nodded and answered with a calm voice. "According to Command, numerous elven fleets have propelled themselves into the Calidus Desert. Their reasons were rather strange." 

"Strange?" Drya questioned as she wondered what the reasons for the elven fleets' charge deep into enemy territory. The elven secretary nodded and answered with the same calm voice as before. "According to their last messages, they have seen a reinforcement fleet propelling itself into enemy territory. Appalled by the bravery of the fleet, they followed it into battle. The Captains were willing to get expelled from the Military if they returned."

"And if they do not?" Drya asked as the atmosphere within the classical office got heavier and heavier. She never thought that Captains would defy her orders, but it appears that the stress of the Great War has been affecting them. Scorching their own lands, Crumbling their own mountains, and Destroying their own cities. Their actions were to be expected.

"I understand their reasoning, but this move of theirs is not only foolish but wasteful. Anyway, is this the recent reinforce fleet sent by the Nation of Azathoth?" Drya asked as the elven secretary went through the documents and finally nodded. If the fleet came from the Nation of Azathoth, then it would be a completely different situation.

"The admiral of this fleet must have been her, The Daughter of that Junior. I can't believe that after a few weeks, Little Junior had already sent her Daughter into a Great War. I guess that makes her more intriguing." A smile was slowly forming on Drya's face. 

The situation was better than she had expected. What they had done might not be dumb, to begin with. The elven secretary seeing the smile on the Great Ruler's face, couldn't help but have a bad feeling. After all, nothing comes out good when Drya gives such an expression. 

Drya then stood up from her seat and stretched herself. She then straightened her body and spoke towards the elven secretary. "Let us help her, shall we? We also need to rescue our Captains. After all, it takes time and resources to have one of them. I hate being wasteful." 

With that, Drya and the elven secretary left the office and ushered towards the nearest hangar.