SUPREME ARCH-MAGUS-Chapter 699 - 8 Million Army!

7th Realm…

Two days had passed since the sworn wizards, under the leadership of Madam Clark, executed a stunning victory over the combined forces of Emperor Ryon and Jason Mama.

The aftermath of that fateful day was one of shock and awe. The sworn wizards, once a secretive faction hiding in the shadows, had now risen to claim half of the 7th realm.

Their power and dominance were now evident, and their intentions had become a clear and unignorable threat to the established rule of the Nine Realms Association.

One nation after another had been occupied by Sworn Wizards. Under the tactical brilliance of the nine weapon faction heads, each conquest was executed flawlessly, with minimal losses on their side.

Half of the kingdoms fell, and regions that had long resisted the oppressive control of the association now stood united under the banner of the sworn wizards.

Madam Clark stood atop the central fortress of a newly occupied stronghold, gazing over the horizon. Her voice carried authority as she addressed the faction heads gathered before her.

"We have expanded far enough for now," she announced. "Half the 7th realm is under our control, but expansion without fortification is folly. We are not here to simply conquer; we are here to reshape the future. Fortify every boundary. Erect magical barriers that even the gods themselves would hesitate to cross. Let them know that the sworn wizards are here to rule."

The sworn wizards' announcement of their existence sent shockwaves throughout the Nine Realms. News spread like wildfire, carried on magical orbs glowing in every household.

Families, rebels, and outcasts alike watched as messages relayed the sworn wizards' declaration of rebellion against the Nine Realms Association.

"Join us," the glowing orbs broadcast, "and together we shall end the tyranny of Jason Mama and the Association. No longer shall the few dictate the lives of the many. The time for change has come."

Rebel factions from across the realms began to flood into the 7th realm. Dissatisfied noble families and wealthy merchants, long suffering under Jason Mama's dictatorial rule, sent resources, troops, and even their heirs to pledge allegiance to Madam Clark. The atmosphere was electric with hope and defiance.

In one such household, a young man named Arval turned to his father after hearing the message. "Father, this is our chance. The sworn wizards offer us hope. We've suffered enough under the association's iron fist."

His father, a seasoned merchant who had lost much to the association's heavy taxes, nodded grimly. "Prepare the men. Load the wagons. We will go to the 7th realm and join their cause."

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While the sworn wizards fortified their defenses, Jason Mama and Emperor Ryon worked tirelessly to rally their own forces. On the third day, the courtyard of Ryon's grand palace buzzed with activity. Wizards from all corners of the Nine Realms poured in, their robes shimmering with the insignias of various factions.

The Forbidden Army of the 7th realm, dormant for two decades, stood in formation, their dark armor gleaming ominously under the moonlight. Their presence alone sent a wave of unease through the assembled troops. Known for their ruthless efficiency and unmatched combat skills, the Forbidden Army was a force to be reckoned with.

Jason Mama strode into the courtyard, his robes billowing behind him. His eyes, sharp and calculating, scanned the crowd of 8 million wizards. The murmurs of unease silenced as his commanding presence filled the air.

With a flick of his hand, Jason activated a glowing orb that projected his image across the realm. His voice boomed, carried to every corner of the Nine Realms.

"Citizens of the Nine Realms," he began, his tone laced with authority. "The sworn wizards, under the treacherous Madam Clark, have declared war on our order and stability. They seek to overthrow the balance we have maintained for centuries. They claim to fight for freedom, but what they bring is chaos."

He turned to address the gathered soldiers directly. "You, the brave defenders of the realms, are all that stands between order and anarchy. Tomorrow at dawn, we march. We will reclaim the 7th realm and put an end to this rebellion. The Nine Realms Association does not kneel, and we do not break!"

The soldiers roared in approval, raising their weapons in unison. "For the Nine Realms! For unity! For victory!"

As the cheers subsided, Emperor Ryon stepped forward, his regal demeanor commanding respect. His voice was quieter but no less resolute.

"This is not just a battle for the 7th realm," he said. "This is a battle for our legacy, for our children, and for the very fabric of our civilization. We cannot, and will not, allow the sworn wizards to undo everything we've built. I will personally lead my Forbidden Army into the fray. Together, we will crush this rebellion and restore peace."

The Forbidden Army slammed their weapons against their shields in a thunderous show of loyalty.

Throughout the night, the palace was a hive of activity. Wizards checked their weapons, refined their spells, and shared nervous laughter. The air was thick with anticipation and fear.

In one corner, a young soldier named Mikal turned to his friend. "Do you think we stand a chance? They wiped out half a million of us like it was nothing."

His friend, an older and battle-hardened wizard, replied grimly. "Jason Mama is here. Emperor Ryon is here. If they can't win this, no one can."

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Meanwhile, the commoners of the Nine Realms whispered among themselves as the magical orbs broadcast news of the upcoming march.

"Eight million soldiers," one woman muttered to her husband. "Do you think that will be enough?" Stay connected with novelbuddy

"I don't know," he replied, his voice filled with unease. "If the sworn wizards are as powerful as they say, we might be watching the beginning of the end."

In the bustling markets, merchants speculated about the outcome. "If Madam Clark wins, it will change everything," one said. "The Association's grip on us will finally be broken."

"Or we'll be trading one tyrant for another," another replied skeptically.

As the first light of dawn broke over the horizon, the 8 million-strong army stood ready outside Ryon's palace. Jason Mama and Emperor Ryon took their places at the head of the formation, their expressions grim but determined.

The signal was given, and the march began. The ground trembled under the weight of their advance, the air thick with the hum of magic and the metallic clink of armor.

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Across the realms, magical orbs flickered, carrying the news of the march. Every household watched in silence, knowing that the fate of the Nine Realms hung in the balance.

Unlike previous mistakes, Jason's army carried powerful weapons and Defence Shields.