PRIMORDIAL VILLAIN WITH A SLAVE HAREM

The instant her strike connected, a sound like a thunderclap erupted through the battlefield.

*BOOOOM!*

The first skeletal warrior she hit didn’t just break, it straight-up disintegrated. The moment her knuckles slammed into it, its ribcage collapsed inward, shattered into pulverized bone. The sheer force of impact sent a concussive shockwave rippling outward, obliterating the rest of its group.

Vex, glanced up at me and I noticed her lips turn downward as her eyes began tearing up. “You’re not about to throw your beautiful future wife into a horde of dangerous skeletons, are you?”

I felt entirely unimpressed by her display.

“Sacrificing my potential future wife to save my beloved wives… Sounds like a worthwhile deal to me.”

Before she could retort, I tossed her.

That didn’t stop this woman from declaring her distaste toward my actions while barreling toward a skeleton targeting Aurora’s ride, though. “We’ll have a serious chat about your horribly ungentlemanly attitude, young man!”

Having said her piece, she gracefully flipped through the air, displaying amazing acrobatic prowess as she twirled like a thrown dagger before slamming her feet right into her target.

“Shout for me when you need a lift!” Knowing these two insanely high-statted women could jump from target to target without falling for a long time, I left the cleanup duty to them.

With that, I turned my attention to the ginormous undead horde relentlessly pursuing us.

The aerial battlefield where my allies were present required delicacy, I couldn’t release my might on the undead surrounding them for my attacks would hit my girls as well.

What lay ahead of me, however, required no delicacy from me whatsoever. Knowing fire was a bad choice thanks to Ignis, I debated between the remaining elements. Wind was good at keeping the aerial units away, but that was just a temporary solution. Most of them wouldn’t break apart and instead return soon enough, resulting in a giant waste of mana on my part.

No, it had to be earth. To cause bludgeoning damage, there could be no better choice.

Even though I didn’t need to make hand gestures, I found that when manipulating a great deal of magic at once, hand motions helped with turning my imagination into reality. Thus, I clapped my hands together, resulting in a resonant crack, before closing my eyes for a brief moment as I sank into deep concentration.

My mind cast aside the fleeting, brittle nature of loose soil and shifting sand, focusing instead on the unyielding essence of the earth—the ancient stones that had weathered time itself.

I envisioned the immovable behemoths of the world: the mountains that stood defiant against the howling winds, the unbroken boulders that had withstood the fury of countless storms, quakes, and eruptions. Their weight, their permanence, their sheer dominance over the passage of time—all of it flowed from my mind right into my magic.

With a slow, deliberate motion, I parted my arms wide.

The air behind me rumbled as reality bent to my command. Hundreds of massive stone chunks materialized into existence in perfect synchrony, solid as the foundations of the world itself. They hovered behind me like a divine arsenal, my jagged monoliths waiting to be unleashed.

Next, wind roared to life once again, wrapping around each floating slab. Then, my parted arms flung forward, toward my incoming opponents. This was the moment I let go.

As many mighty gusts as there were summoned rocks surged forth, flinging them with cataclysmic force.

The air cried sharply as the giant wave of boulders tore through the skeletons like divine judgment. Bones shattered like glass upon impact, and skulls caved in before their owners could even register the assault. Their bodies pulverized under the sheer weight of the airborne barrage.

‘Again.’

That was all I needed to think, and another barrage of heavy projectiles was materialized before being sent barreling toward my enemies.

“I’m falling.” Raika’s nonchalant tone reached my ears, and upon turning around, I saw that, indeed, she was descending toward the ground due to not having any further enemies to hang on to. As promised, I flew toward her at my top speed before catching and unceremoniously hurling her back into the fray.

In this manner, the battle continued for a few dozen seconds, until I cleared the incoming aerial units while Vex, Raika, and Ignis defeated the harassers surrounding my team.

“Oh shit.” That was all Ignis said as he turned around and watched numerous giant skeletal monsters rise from the ranks of the undead. The front was filled with beastkin corpses, but from this vantage point, I could see further into their midst, and let’s just say I didn’t like what I saw. Wyverns, trolls, ogres, serpents, and all sorts of physically imposing monsters were part of the necromancer’s army.

This undead horde truly felt like they were made up of infinite units. We didn’t even begin culling their ground units—the correct term would be ‘couldn’t’ because there were just so damned many aerial units that we were going to run out of mana and energy before seeing their end.

And worst of it all…

[You’ve slain an eaglekin skeletal warrior (Level 37). You’ve gained 0 XP.]

It was official. I fucking hated necromancers.

… On the bright side, my allies were no longer being harassed.

Continuing the fight in the manner I’ve been doing up until now wasn’t the right choice, I elected to change things up.

I caught Vex in my arms once again while Raika grabbed onto my ankle, and summoned the currents, using them as propelling force to bolster my and the other aerial units’ speed. “Time to retreat, hm? Defeating such a strong necromancer is difficult given our circumstances… She’s likely an old granny who has been leveling for close to a millennia, so don’t blame yourself, future hubby.”

It was easy to tell Vex was disappointed, she was hoping for a bigger bang from me.

An amused chuckle left my lips as I disappointedly shook my head. “You honestly think that was all there was to my powers? That I was a loser who specialized in slinging big rocks and generating gusts of wind? Your lack of trust is disappointing me, future wife. You should believe more in your man.”

Having said my piece, I shifted the angle from with which the wind hit us, forcing our path to lead toward the ground. Considering the numerous non-aerial undead units that were beneath us, we needed to gain more distance. “Let my winds guide you, don’t resist the currents! Once you hit the ground, rush toward the object I summon. We’ll have only a few seconds to cross!” I instructed the other aerial units who were doing their best to resist my manipulation that was sending them to the ground.

After my statement, they ceased resisting, knowing it was their ally’s doing. I used the wind to propel myself forward as fast as I could, leaving my allies behind. Once there was just enough distance between us and the pursuers, my feet hit the ground and I immediately shouted, “[Warp Gate]!” summoning the dimensional doorway right ahead of us.

I immediately followed it up by turning on my heel, facing the approaching undead. They were mere seconds away. But they just barely weren’t fast enough.

I knelt, pressing both palms flat against the grassy earth with my fingers digging into the dirt as I drew deep, reaching past my normal limits. I envisioned the weight of a crashing ocean, the relentless force of an unyielding tide. My mana flared in response, depleting in massive amounts as I funneled every ounce of energy into my next move.

A deep rumble echoed through the battlefield.

*ROAR!*

A monstrous wave erupted from the ground in the form of a towering tsunami materializing. My Elemental Sovereign class did have a spell called [Tsunami Surge], but it was like a kid’s toy compared to what I summoned forth after spending all of my remaining mana, which was 70% of my maximum mana in a single second.

[Tsunami Surge] resulted in a 10-meter (33 feet) tall, narrow wave materializing.

The calamitic wave my [Water Creation] using 1,500 mana summoned forth was not only significantly wider but also five times as tall, reaching 50 meters (165 feet).

Trees were uprooted in the path of the flood that crashed into the undead horde, sweeping away the skeletal warriors. I saw thousands of bony limbs flailing helplessly before being swallowed by the wave.

Just as I felt the first gust of wind from the incoming skeletal wyverns, I stood and reached out to grasp onto Vex’s dainty waist with one hand. Gently, I guided her into the dimensional doorway. She offered no resistance. Instead, Vex turned her neck to continue observing the flooded plains.

We were safe now, but running didn’t sit well with me. This necromancer almost killed my girls on multiple occasions and made me expend 100% of my mana, only to be rewarded with a grand total of 0 XP. I couldn’t just up and leave, my primordial pride demanded revenge.

It was time to mount a counterattack.

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