Poison God's Heritage

The meeting of the Suns was still ongoing as they watched from the display what was going on. They didn't get to join the fight since two of the more specialized Suns in mass combat are already there. The Darkest Sun was acting as the protector of the Beyond, while the Red Sun was nowhere to be seen.

However, none of the Suns were concerned with the Red Sun and what he does as they all know how vicious he can be when a massive battle starts.

They watched and noticed the change in the battlefield, when the Rakshasas switched the battle altogether as they applied their fog tactics to hinder divine sense.

The allied army retreated in difficulty with several losses, and the general was about to be taken down as a new enemy appeared.

"What in heaven's name is that?" the Dusking Sun spoke as he saw the golden capped Rakshasas.

No one had an answer to his question, but they all figured out one thing. That creature, was a step stronger than the Noble Rakshasa.

"In the time it took for the people of Solarous to perish, and the time it took for these things to grow and evolve, it appears that they had several new mutations in their species. If something like that is at the frontline, this would mean that something stronger is hidden within the enemy ranks… the Darkest One will lose his general if he doesn't act," the Lording Sun explained.

But before the Darkest Sun even moved, something was sent flying toward the two of them.

The Cryptic Sun's eyes narrowed as he noticed the pillar moving without him ever giving the order for them to act. It was just one, but it was one too many. Who the hell made that move?

After all, the loss of an enemy general would indirectly mean the empowerment of his troops. But he tried his best not to show any expressions as he kept an eye on the tungsten pillar that was shooting forward until it was destroyed by the golden cap rakshasa.

Immediately a powerful liquid spread out and began eating away the fog like if it was its most natural enemy. The reveal of the golden cap rakshasa to the far away army made it hesitate into continuing the fight against the general and was forced to retreat.

The general had no idea who saved him, but they thanked him regardless.

Suddenly, Shen Bao's holographic image appeared from the bracelet of the Dusking Sun.

"Things aren't looking too good," Shen Bao said.

"What is going on?" the Dusking Sun asked.

"Several of my probes are being destroyed, the Raksahsa already realized what's going on. This is frustrating, I don't have many of them up in the sky," he said.

"We can't lose a pivotal and important aspect of the battlefield such as sight. I'll send in several of my people to protect the probes, send over the locations, and how many you have left," the Flamboyant Sun said.

"I have about a hundred more probes," Shen Bao said. Although he sounded quite apologetic, a hundred birdview stations were more than enough for having a great understanding of the battlefield. It almost sounded like he was flexing.

And that made the Cryptic Sun speak up, "Then why are you crying us a river, we have more important matters to take care of. If you have a hundred it's enough to feed us several images from different places, what if one or two get destroyed."

"Because they came out of my own pocket," Shen Bao said, "And if you want to use them the least you can do is protect them. Shit, why am I even helping?"

"Hold on," the Blue Sun said. "I'll also send in my forces, we don't know how long the battle will last and we can use any resource or tool to our disposal Cryptic One, we're really not in the mood to be bickering with each other. Shen Bao has already offered great contribution to this battle while all you do is whine and complain like an unpaid whore."

"W-what?!" the Cryptic Sun was about to go up in a rage while the Lording Sun snorted once, "She is right, regardless of what issue you have with Shen Bao, you offered not a single thing out of your own volition if it didn't serve your need. You're not fit to judge him or speak to him lowly.

If you can't help keep your mouth shut, and this will be the last time I'll tolerate your behavior," the Lording Sun's words sounded like an ultimatum and even the Cryptic Sun couldn't say much against him.

Of the Suns, each of them had a different ability and power level.

For example, although the Blue Sun is the youngest, and technically weakest of the bunch, in a frontal fight, she is probably as strong as the Flamboyant Sun when the Sun is at its zenith.

However, her lack of experience is pretty detrimental to her ranking. The Cryptic Sun on the other hand is far weaker physically and in terms of cultivation, but he is making up for it in his understanding of restrictions, inscriptions and formations. Which allows him to huddle up in his territory for however long he wishes unbothered and unharmed. Basically, a turtle.

As for the Lording Sun, he is the oldest, and most mysterious of the eight Suns. His power level was never revealed and he constantly says that he isn't the mightiest of the bunch, however, not a single one of the Suns can ever think that they can honestly beat him in a match nor should they defy him.

Although he never made anything difficult for any of the seven other suns, he was never a pushover and they knew well that there is a reason why he lived so long but no one wants to figure out the reason itself lest they lose their lives.

The Cryptic Sun had to back off after the stern warning, and kept his mouth shut. Unable to interfere with Shen Bao anymore.

"Anyway, there is another issue," Shen Bao said.

"What is it?" the Wisest Sun asked.

"There is another wave of Rakshasa coming in, I guess you already know about it," he said.

"Wait, what? Where?!" the Dusking Sun asked.

Shen Bao hesitated for a moment, "Seriously? Are you unaware?" he asked.

"No, for heaven's sake tell us!" the Dusking Sun asked once more.

"From the western side, right atop my territory," Shen Bao said. "There are about a ten million or so rakshasa coming in hot. The army up above is too occupied with the bulk of the enemy horde that I doubt anyone can come in and help. I'm also not asking for help, but if you don't hear from me in the next few hours, then the Sea of Demons is probably done for.

Ask the Red Sun to get some of his units stationed on the borders. It'll be a huge mess if these fuckers were to spread…"

Shen Bao's holographic figure looked up, as he said, "BUCKLE UP! FOR THE SEA OF DEMONS!"

***

A few moments ago.

The Sea of Demons was far from fully ready to face against the incoming Raksahsa. Shen Bao's preparations were at best about thirty percent of what he wanted. No matter how much and how many metals and puppets he made, it was far from enough to have a ready army for the upcoming fight. But he definitely had enough to protect the city walls at least.

Although the twelve cities were a bit far away from each other, they all had an exact number of puppets in them along with the massive tower that Shen Bao built.

Just a few moments before he would contact the Suns. He noticed movement in the Sea of Demons's clouds.

The Rakshasas were coming and they were coming in hot.

The twelve towers all began blaring a loud alarming sound and each one of Shen Bao's twelve copies all shouted in unison. "People of the Sea of Demons! THE BEYOND IS BEING INVADED! HIDE IN YOUR HOMES! STAY WITH YOUR LOVED ONES! AND FOR THOSE WHO WISH TO FIGHT!

JOIN ME ON THE WALLS!"

The moment he finished his words, a massive green protective barrier manifested around the cities creating a perfect dome that had hundreds of thousands of formations. It was as bright as day as it lit up the skies and their light was visible through the darkness of the Sea of Demons.

On the walls, where Shen Bao had erected the few hundred smaller towers, puppets began jumping and landing from inside the city onto the wall.

They all began taking a unified stance on one knee, with a massive minigun in their arms pointed upward.

Another group of puppets also stood behind them, carrying even heavier weapons, such as railgun rifles and twelve cylinder rocket launchers.

The hundred or so pillars on the walls hen opened up, revealing several compartments that had automated gunners that all turned and locked up to the sky.

Chapter Your:

This happened instantaneously in all of the cities. And it was a complete surprise for the people of the Sea of Demons. They had absolutely no idea what was going on since the entire event of the invasion of the Rakshasa was blacked out for the majority of the people to prevent anarchy and chaos.

The people were only thinking that the New Emperor was wasting too much money and resources from his own pocket to protect his land from the Walkers, but this was just too much.

The people that went out of their homes to check up on what was going on all saw a dark cloud, far darker than what normally appears in the Sea of Demons, a cloud was coming their way from high up through the darkness of the night. The mere sight of this cloud was terrifying and soul nerving. And it kept coming forward.

The puppets were fully focused and not a single sound but that of the people wondering what was going on could be heard in the city.

Suddenly, they all heard a lout resounding shout.

"BUCKLE UP!"

"FOR THE SEA OF DEMONS!"

Then night turned to day.