Reincarnated as the Demon King's Son
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As the echoes of laughter and merriment continued to fill the halls of Lord Drakon's fortress, the atmosphere shifted abruptly. A sudden hush fell over the opulent surroundings, and a ripple of unease spread among the revelers as the cosmic winds seemed to carry an unusual energy.

Aldred's Stellar Seraph cut through the cosmic void, a celestial marvel navigating the vastness of space with graceful determination. The ship's sleek design, adorned with celestial insignias, emitted a radiant glow, symbolizing the fusion of advanced technology and mystic prowess. It served as a beacon of power and unity within the Veil, announcing the arrival of Aldred's formidable forces.

As the Stellar Seraph approached Lord Drakon's conquered planet, its presence disrupted the cosmic winds, leaving a shimmering trail of celestial energy in its wake. The merged technologies of Vortimer's Celestial Schemata and Zarael's Nexus Rings propelled the ship forward, accompanied by the cosmic hum resonating through the Veil.

Within the ship's command center, Aldred stood at the helm, overseeing the approaching celestial body. The Celestial Platoon, a formidable amalgamation of Vortimer's and Zarael's powers, stood ready for the impending confrontation. Their allegiance to Aldred, now a godly figure, strengthened their resolve.

"So this is the star system that is under Lord Drakon? It's impressive that he can conquer this place."

Vortimer and Zarael were standing beside him.

"Based on the information we received," Zaral started. "Lord Drakon conquered this region a month ago and used as their base of operations to expand their territory."

"And what is he doing right now?"

Vortimer waved his hand and a screen projector showed the inside of Lord Drakon's castle.

Aldred smirked. "I am not surprised."

"Why would a man like him come to this kind of place," Shinari said.

"What else would he want? Of course he want power and wealth. But this time, he looks in the wrong place. Does he even know that the planet hold a soul stone within it?"

Vortimer replied: "From the data we received, he seems to have no idea at all."

"What fools!" Aldred laughed. "Prepare for entry," Aldred commanded as the Stellar Seraph descended through the cosmic atmosphere, leaving ripples in the fabric of the Veil. The ship's celestial radiance intensified, reflecting Aldred's newfound divinity.

Meanwhile, in Lord Drakon's fortress, the echoes of revelry continued to resound through the grand halls. The lord, lost in the indulgences of his conquests, remained reclined on his ornate throne, surrounded by generals and pleasure women.

As Aldred's Stellar Seraph breached the planet's atmosphere, a cosmic spectacle unfolded. The ship's celestial glow illuminated the dark sky, casting an ethereal light over Lord Drakon's fortress. The wind, strange and unpredictable, stirred once more, causing a momentary pause in the decadent festivities.

"What is this intrusion?" Lord Drakon demanded, rising from his throne with a look of disdain. His generals, momentarily distracted from their revelry, followed their lord's gaze toward the cosmic intruder.

From Lord Drakon's point of view, the intruders seemingly came out of nowhere. There was no warning or any signs at all from their advanced radar.

The Celestial Platoon were covered with Celestial Schemata's stealth technology. Vortimer was genius at engineering and one of the reason why his army was so deadly was because no one expected them to arrive.

Aldred, with a steely gaze, addressed his crew. "Prepare for planetary descent. We confront Lord Drakon and retrieve the soul stone."

The Stellar Seraph descended with controlled precision, landing in a grand display of celestial power. Aldred, surrounded by his Celestial Platoon and undead army, disembarked from the ship, ready to face the lord.

Lord Drakon, now standing on a balcony overlooking the courtyard, sneered at the audacity of the approaching force. "Fools! Intruders dare challenge the might of Lord Octavius Drakon? Let them witness the consequences of such impudence!"

As Aldred's forces descended upon the planet, the once-opulent courtyard of Lord Drakon's fortress transformed into a battlefield. Lord Drakon, reacting swiftly, barked orders to his generals, who in turn relayed commands to their forces. The once-ebullient atmosphere now crackled with tension and the anticipation of conflict.

Military turrets emerged from hidden alcoves, deploying from concealed positions to form a defensive perimeter around the fortress. Vehicles roared to life, their engines echoing through the courtyard as they moved into strategic positions. Cannons, sleek and deadly, swiveled toward the descending Stellar Seraph, ready to unleash destructive power.

Aldred and his Celestial Platoon could level the entire planet at once, but Vortimer told him that the Soul Stone was fragile and must be treated with care.

Soldiers equipped with jetpacks soared into the darkened sky, forming a formidable aerial force.

Meanwhile, Aldred's forces prepared for the clash. Undead warriors, led by the massive Xer Xai, surged forward with relentless determination. Vortimer's non-sentient robots, armed with advanced weaponry, marched in unison, their metallic bodies reflecting the glow of Aldred's celestial radiance.

Zarael's diverse mercenaries, a motley crew of different races and beings, formed a united front. Humans, orcs, dwarves, midgets, and other fantastical creatures readied themselves for the impending battle.

As Aldred stepped forward, his eyes ablaze with divine determination, he raised his hand, signaling the commencement of the battle. A wave of dark energy emanated from him, empowering his undead and allies with enhanced strength and resilience.

Their power increased by manifold in an instant!

The two forces collided with explosive force. The landscape became a chaotic symphony of clashing metal, arcane blasts, and the roars of mythical creatures.

Xer Xai, in her colossal form, clashed with Drakon's mechanized mechas, each step shaking the ground beneath them. Vortimer's robots engaged in precision strikes, dismantling enemy defenses with calculated efficiency.

Zarael's mercenaries fought with unmatched skill, their varied abilities creating an unpredictable battlefield. Magic, technology, and raw physical strength intermingled, creating a spectacle that resonated with the cosmic winds.

There were even creatures called nagas among them, a creature resembling giant snake with extremely hard scales.

Aldred wondered how those creatures were intelligent enough to become mercenaries.

He asked Zarael this.

"They are a sentient race," she replied. "The nagas are quite formidable race in the galaxy, although their presence are not really felt because they are terrible in advancing their technology. But they do communicate and do trade with other races."

"That's… interesting."