Marvel : Strongest Siblings

Matt stood up, gesturing confidently toward his summoned creatures, introducing them one by one.

"Vorith, Void Wyvern."

"Thrynn, Iron Titan."

"Zyra, Abyssal Harpy Queen."

"Grosh, Orc Warlock."

"Gachk, Oni."

"Alrahzar, Death Demon."

"Lyre, Naga Empress."

"Vargan, Red Hob Shaman King."

He paused, his calm demeanor unwavering, as the world watched the intimidating lineup with bated breath.

"I'll just relax here while they take care of Jeju Island," Matt said as he reclined on the chair, crossing one leg over the other. He added casually, "Vargan, stay with the cameraman and protect him while the others deal with everything on this island that moves." The summoned creatures all nodded in acknowledgment.

The cameraman hesitated as he glanced at the imposing Red Hob Shaman King, who would be accompanying him. "Is it safe to go with him?" he asked nervously.

Matt looked at him calmly. "Very safe," he assured, his tone confident.

Reluctantly, the cameraman nodded and crossed his gear over his back as Vargan followed him, towering silently yet protectively by his side.

The summons spread out across Jeju Island like harbingers of destruction, each of them wreaking havoc with precision and power that sent chills down the spines of everyone watching the live broadcast. The cameraman, following Matt's instructions, stayed close to Vargan – the Red Hob Shaman King, while his lens captured the unrelenting battle unfolding across the island.

Vorith – The Void Wyvern

High above the battlefield, the skies darkened under the massive wings of Vorith, the Void Wyvern. Its sheer size was intimidating, and its every movement caused violent gusts of wind that toppled smaller enemies. Vorith's glowing, violet eyes scanned the ground as it opened its maw, releasing devastating blasts of void energy that created craters where swarms of ants once stood.

The void blasts were not just destructive—they consumed everything in their path, leaving behind nothing but eerie silence. Vorith's shadow fell over ant generals attempting to rally their troops, causing them to scatter in panic before being obliterated by another wave of its wrath.

Thrynn – The Iron Titan

Thrynn was a behemoth of steel and stone, every step a seismic event that shook the island to its core. Ant soldiers swarmed him in droves, their mandibles clamping down on his armor in futile attempts to harm him. With a deafening roar, Thrynn swung his massive fists, pulverizing entire formations in one blow.

When a colossal ant brute emerged, towering over most of the ant army, Thrynn met it head-on. The titan grabbed the creature with both hands and slammed it into the ground with such force that the shockwave rippled through the battlefield, toppling trees and sending smaller ants flying.

Zyra – The Abyssal Harpy Queen

In the skies above, Zyra moved with the grace of a predator and the ferocity of a storm. Her piercing screeches disoriented the ant forces below, leaving them vulnerable to her swift and deadly strikes. She swooped down like a bolt of darkness, her talons slicing through even the toughest exoskeletons with ease.

Her wings released barrages of shadowy feathers that rained down like sharp blades, cutting through entire clusters of enemies. A group of flying ants attempted to challenge her dominance of the skies, but Zyra merely smirked. With a powerful flap of her wings, she conjured a whirlwind of shadows that sucked the creatures into its vortex, shredding them to pieces.

Orc Warlock

On a rocky outcrop overlooking the battlefield stood the Orc Warlock, a sinister figure cloaked in dark robes. Chanting in a guttural language, the warlock raised his staff, which crackled with ominous energy. From the tip of the staff, fiery meteors rained down upon the ant hordes, creating explosions that engulfed the creatures in flames.

The warlock's eyes glowed as he summoned infernal flames, shaping them into serpents that slithered across the ground, incinerating everything in their path. Any ant that dared to approach him was met with a barrier of fire, their bodies reduced to ash before they could lay a claw on him.

Oni

Amidst the chaos, the Oni charged into the thick of battle, a towering figure of brute strength and rage. Its spiked club, stained with the ichor of countless enemies, swung with devastating force, smashing through ant formations like paper. The Oni's crimson skin glowed faintly as its rage fueled its strength, and with each roar, it unleashed shockwaves that threw enemies off their feet.

Even the larger, elite ants were no match for the Oni. It grabbed one of the creatures by its mandibles and hurled it into a group of others, crushing them under the weight of their comrade. The Oni was a whirlwind of destruction, tearing through the battlefield with relentless ferocity.

Alrahzar – The Death Demon

Wherever Alrahzar walked, death followed. The Death Demon's skeletal frame radiated a dark miasma that drained the life from everything around it. Ants that came too close to Alrahzar collapsed to the ground, their vitality stolen before they could even attack.

Wielding twin scythes of dark energy, Alrahzar moved with eerie grace, cutting down enemies in wide, sweeping arcs. Each swing of its scythes unleashed waves of necrotic energy that spread through the battlefield, withering the enemies it touched. The demon's presence alone was enough to break the morale of the ants, as even their elite warriors trembled in its shadow.

Lyre – The Naga Empress

By the coastline, Lyre, the Naga Empress, controlled the ocean itself. With a flick of her tail, she summoned massive waves that crashed against the shoreline, sweeping away entire groups of ants. Her serpentine form moved gracefully through the water as she conjured water spears, launching them with deadly accuracy at her enemies.

Lyre's hypnotic song echoed across the battlefield, lulling weaker ants into a trance before they were dragged underwater by tendrils of water. Her mastery over the aquatic elements ensured that no enemy could approach the island from the sea.

Vargan – The Red Hob Shaman King

Meanwhile, Vargan stood beside the cameraman, his imposing presence serving as a deterrent to any nearby threats. Though his role was to protect, the Red Hob Shaman King was no passive observer. When a group of stray ants attempted to approach, Vargan raised his staff and unleashed a fiery explosion that vaporized them instantly.

"Stay close to me," Vargan said to the cameraman, his deep voice filled with authority. The cameraman, though nervous, felt a sense of security as he continued to document the battle from a safe distance.

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