Is this really a Game?!

Reign charged ahead, passing the first giant whose head was blown away by his powerful lightning. His lightning-infused body became a blur as he raced toward the abominations, all the monsters nearby staring at him, trying to follow his movements.

The giants stopped moving toward the fortress and started turning around, following after him, just as he and the others had suspected would happen.

'Alright, we weren't wrong, the giants are not here to destroy the fortress, none of these bastards have come here for the fortress itself, but for us!' Reign thought as he spun his body in the air, dodging a fist from one of the giants before cutting the arm apart and then using it in order to speed up, kicking off it and going down.

'The system tricked us, it gave us a mission, but it didn't specify what it meant to 'hold the fortress', to not let it fall.'

Reign was falling right in front of another giant, and as he fell, he swung his sword with full power, a single slash sending a massive arc of black lightning that cut through the giant's knee. The monster let out a guttural roar as it fell on the ground, but Reign didn't stop, he moved ahead, his mind focused on reaching the abominations behind them.

The other monsters attempted to attack him, but none could even get close to him. The faster monsters, of which some were present here, tried, but all of them died before managing to get close, lightning burning their bodies before they could even notice it.

The others did the same as well, with each of them going all out now, their strength had reached a new height as they all wielded their power with terrifying efficiency.

Wolf's mark gave his flames immense power as it burned through the horde, his body strengthened in his current draconic form. Even the giants were unable to withstand the purple flames he wielded as a single slash, a single wave of his arm would cause a huge wave of purple fir to surge forward, melting through anything it touched, be it thick hide, armor, or flesh.

Mia was a stark contrast to Wolf, her movements were not as explosive as his, but they were equally swift and deadly. She just needed to swing her sword, and an icy aura would surge forward, freezing everything in its path. One raise of her hand, and the ground would split open as huge spires of ice would erupt from within, impaling the giants and freezing them from the inside.

Jin was causing explosion after explosion, each punch sending shockwaves through the air as he tore apart the giants that tried to stop him. Each explosion took the lives of tens of creatures that dared come close, and nothing could stand in his way as he turned the battlefield into a cratered wasteland.

Shadow was seemingly walking normally, but he was flickering through the battlefield, his form going from shadow to shadow as he teleported. Huge arms made out of the shadows present and his own darkness rose from the ground, grabbing the giants and tearing them apart, sometimes transforming into huge spikes that impaled the giants with ease.

Greenie and Tank, however, were doing what they did best, using their raw strength.

Both of them were charging forward, and the monsters that attacked them were unable to stop them for even a single second.

Greenie's hammer crushed the bodies of whatever monster was in front of him, the shockwaves killing more behind it, while Tank swung his large axe as if it weighed nothing, each swing causing the deaths of tens of monsters as he positioned his shield in front of him and charged.

The giants fared no better than the regular monsters as their feet and legs would be the first to go, their bones being broken and flesh turned into mush or minced meat as they faced either of the two.

Beast, however, was soaring through the air on currents of wind as he summoned the wyvern and the flood dragon, the two flying with him while Blackie helped Laura, who was in the group with him.

It was only the two of them in their own group as Beast's three tamed beasts were powerful enough for them to do so. Beast used his arrows and wind to its fullest, firing down at the giants and causing rains of arrows to erupt around them, killing even the smaller creatures in such a manner.

Laura, however, moved like a demon. Her limbs, now demonic, tore through the enemies with ease, her demonic energy erupting around her, turning into different shapes as it assaulted the monsters, draining their life force and empowering her further as she also cast her dark spells, killing the giants with relative ease.

Aelrinder was moving together with Jin and Shadow, the three forming a group as his spear turned into a yellow blur on the battlefield, his wind propelling him with grace and speed as he attacked with surgical precision, slaughtering the giants and all the other monsters that he came close to.

In mere moments, the giants that had once seemed so menacing were reduced to piles of ash, ice, and broken bodies. The battlefield was littered with their remains, but the true challenge was still ahead. The abominations were moving now, their grotesque forms lumbering toward Reign and the others. Their auras were suffocating, each one radiating power that far surpassed that of the giants.

And then, as if the abominations had been waiting for their moment, the four most powerful creatures emerged from the ranks. They were towering behemoths, their bodies twisted and deformed beyond recognition. Each one exuded an aura of pure malice, and their strength was palpable even from a distance.

They had been laying low before, their bodies hidden amongst the ranks of the army, only their auras giving away their position, but they were no longer hiding now.

Reign and the others charged, each group moving toward one of the four, but before that, they had to get through the abominations standing between them and their targets. One of the abominations that was close to Reign moved, its huge body moving with shocking speed as it opened its mouth and tried biting Reign, its eight massive legs causing the ground to shake.

But Reign was faster. He dodged the bite with ease, his body a blur of motion as he moved to the side of the creature's head, his swords raised.

He struck with the force of a storm, his swords cutting through the thick hide of the abomination as black lightning crackled around him. The creature roared in pain, but Reign didn't let up. He slashed again and again, his strikes precise and deadly.

With each strike, Reign carved deep wounds onto the abomination's body as his black lightning crackled through them, burning them from the inside. The creature howled in pain as its massive legs trashed wildly, attempting to shake Reign off with everything it had, but it was for naught.

Reign was relentless, his swords moving with efficiency and precision that only came from his newfound mastery of the sword. The grotesque head of the abomination twisted toward Reign, trying to bite him again, but again, he was faster.

Reign kicked the side of the head and jumped down, landing right behind one leg. He quickly started slashing, his swords cutting deep at the back of the leg as he unleashed a barrage of slashes, cutting the leg apart, rendering it useless as the abomination roared in anger and agony.

It lifted the now useless leg that couldn't withstand the weight of the body and actually tried to kick Reign, but the abomination seemed to never learn, it was not capable of doing that, it was simply slower than Reign, who used the opportunity to move to another leg while the first one was in the air, and started slashing it as well.

Soon, both legs were useless, and since they were the two legs at the very front of the body, the abomination was now unable to move and stand normally.

Still, it was healing, Reign could see that the first leg was already showing signs of healing, but it would take some time for it to become useful again, and against Reign, an opponent that couldn't move properly was not an opponent that could fight him.

He quickly started slashing and opening the underbelly of the abominations, his form a blur as he started moving around and attacking it before suddenly going to the side as the abomination fell, trying to squash him against the ground.

It was finished, its attempt was useless, no, worse than that, it had now given Reign a perfect opportunity.

He dove down, his swords aimed at the head of the abomination.

Just as he was about to land, the head moved incredibly quickly, the open mouth of the abomination right in front of him, but he merely smiled as he seemingly turned into a bolt of lightning and entered the mouth, lighting erupting from inside as his swords stabbed through the throat he found himself in before he exited through the hole his swords had created.