The Rise Of A Porter

Meanwhile, on earth, things had taken a turn for the worse.

"Breaking News! Several unconquered dungeons have started to cause numerous breakouts all over the globe. Each and every nation in existence is suffering through the same thing and are being completely overwhelmed by the insurmountable number of monsters pouring out of the dungeons."

The same news was being telecasted all over the world. Which was weird considering no one had the time to idle around and watch television. Those who had even a bit of power in them were busy trying to fight these beasts out. While those who did not have powers were forced to run and hide.

Within just an hour of the dungeon breaks, numerous small countries had fallen down. They had no way to handle multiple dungeon breaks that too on such a huge scale. The monsters that came gushing out of the dungeons were not normal monsters either.

All of them were at least grade A or above. Which meant not only were the humans outnumbered, they were outclassed as well. Something none of them had even imagined would happen in such a short duration.

Requests for Arnold's aid came from all over the planet. He was the only one who could have saved them from such a crisis. Yet he was nowhere to be seen. America wasn't fairly much better than the others either.

Since Arnold had taken away his elite summons with him, only his army of undead and machines like golems and Automatons were left behind. Thankfully, within these ranks, Olympian soldiers were included as well.

Unlike the humans, they had much more experience when it came to fighting against overwhelming odds. On top of that, they also know the weakness of most, if not all, of the beasts that were in front of them.

Also, even in Arnold's absence, they had quite a few capable warriors they could depend on. After all, they had been training to face against the gods. If they couldn't even handle these mortal monsters, how the hell were they supposed to even stand against the being far more superior to them?

"Devon, I need every bit of data you can find on those high-grade monsters. Also, sent that information to every other nation. We might not be able to help them physically but I'm sure the information would at least save some lives."

Nina hurriedly gave everyone their orders while she prepared to head out herself. Aiden was still too young to help them in any way. He was strong... but young and naive. The same went with Orco. He looked like a fifteen-year-old, but he wasn't. Nina could not let either of her sons get caught in the line of fire.

Thus with help of magic, she had put both of them to sleep as she knew they would not have let her go and fight by herself. They might hate her for it later, but that was the right thing to do... as a mother.

"Already sent them everything," Devon replied.

Even he was dressed in his battlesuit. A much better and evolved version of the Armour that he had used to fight against Arnold all those years ago. The situation was so tense that at one point they even contemplated the choice of bombarding the dungeons with nukes.

But considering what happened the last time they did so, their plan could massively backfire. Unlike before, they could not afford anything backfiring. Thus it was decided they would give it all they had and try to push the monsters back. If they failed and the end appeared to be inevitable they'll nuke everything.

The other countries had been asked to do the same. However, Devon doubted anyone of them would do such a thing. Not because they didn't want to, but because they wouldn't get the time to. After all, they were being attacked from all directions and through every kind of being.

Also, they were under attack from land, air and even the sea. The skies had turned red with all the fire and smoke, much like the sea and the land. It truly looked as if the judgement day was upon them and the world was going to end. It was just a matter of when and how.

Somewhere else, in the USA, Allen and Nathan were looking over the carnage caused by the monster while their respective teams prepared to walk into the mouth of the devil...

"May God help us all..." Allen absentmindedly mumbled.

"Praying to the ones who had caused this mess? Not a good idea, in my opinion." Nathan laughed before wrapping his hand around his brother's shoulder.

"Everything is going to end and you're still joking?" Allen brushed off Nathan's hand.

"That's the entire point! If we are gonna die, better die while laughing." Nathan's smile got even wider, "Either way, I don't think that bastard will let anyone die. Not like this."

"You mean Arnold?" Allen asked, "Hm... I would like to think he would come and help us too. But we can always trouble the guy, can we? I don't know about you but I'm tired of being saved by him again and again."

"It feels weird... as if it was just yesterday when I used to be stronger than him. Haha, now I can only be stronger than him in my dreams..."

"Nah, you'll be too weak even in your dreams."

The brothers started throwing punches at each other playfully. They might be acting all calm and collected, but it was because both of them knew they weren't going to survive for long. The monsters were too much for them to handle.

However, it seemed their luck just got even worse. Yet another portal opened up in front of them and it was much bigger than anything any one of them had seen before.

"You motherfcker! I told you not to pray now look, another one of those fcking portals popped up!" Nathan smacked Allen in the back of the head before turning towards the portal.

What happened the next moment could only be described as a wonder. Thousands upon thousands of fire giants walked out of the portal as Allen and Nathan got ready to fight till their last breath. However, the giants completely ignored them and rushed towards the other portal. The one which had been pouring monsters out.

"Just leave this to us, pussies."

Suddenly the two of them heard a familiar voice and there they saw the one who quelled all of their doubts and fears away. It was Bad-Breath on top of the last fire giant that walked out of the portal.

"Are they his summons now?"

Bad-Breath nodded her head, but he was clearly annoyed by Allen's stupid question. Of course, they were Arnold's summons. Who the fck other than him could even pull something like that off?

"Master is already on his way. but sent us first while he took care of something. We'll take care of the monsters. You guys just focus on evacuating the civilians."

"Got it!" Both Allen and Nathan replied simultaneously and rushed to work.

"I told you he'll save us!" Allen exclaimed in his excitement.

"Seriously... this guy never ceases to amaze me.. Haha!" Nathan replied with equal enthusiasm.