The Day the Untouchables Bled – Kingdom 86 & 434

The Day the Untouchables Bled – Kingdom 86 & 434

Years have gone by wherein Kingdom 86 would echo in realms. It was WxD's stronghold, a partnership whose name was so epic that even the most valiant hunters would say their name with care. Their walls rarely came crashing down, their players were adequately stocked with soldiers and commanders, and their cohesion gave them an aura of invincibility. "You don't get at WxD if you want to die," was the phrase among many kingdoms.

But today, all that reputation would shatter.

One of the hunters who had built their reputation across the realms was light—an account both massive in strength and precise in use. light was not an average hunter; he was a strategist, one who watched enemy patterns, castle design, and lines of battle before striking. His expertise lay in infantry, but his true weapon was patience and timing. For weeks, he had been watching and scouting Kingdom 86, waiting for an opportunity to attempt the untouchables.

That came in the form of a player named Theos, one of WxD's pride.

Theos was not just another puffed-up-troop report—he had a past. Once the "shield of 86," he'd survived immeasurable incursions, smashed rallies, and boasted that no one hunter could ever shatter him. His castle was WxD's greatest boast, dominating with over 100 million soldiers in his citadel. But pride goes before a fall, and today Theos's guard would fail.

light's First Strike

light knew the stakes. Even for him, to strike against WxD was a hunt more than a hunt—it was a pronouncement. If he failed, his name would be mocked in kingdoms. If he succeeded, he would have proved that even WxD's legends bled.

The first strike was surgical. With a full infantry assault in mind and his lord leading the charge, light struck Theos's defenses. The impact was thunderous, the hospital alarms ringing through instantly all throughout Theos's walls.

When the dust had cleared, 16 million of Theos's soldiers lay dead, his hospital already captured by the enemy. But the true prize was worth it: Theos's lord had been captured.

In one strike, the untouchable had been touched.

The Massacre Unfolds

But light wasn't finished. He knew that WxD's pride would not let Theos bubble immediately. They would fight to rally, to regroup, to save face. He had minutes in which to turn this into a massacre.

The second punch landed with fatal precision: 17 million troops dead, light under 50,000 casualties. A neat kill, a killer's perfection. With the fifth and sixth punches, Theos's magnificent castle was laid waste—over 100 million troops dead in total, three billion power drained in under an hour.

A silence descended on Kingdom 86's global chat. For years, WxD had radiated strength, invincibility. And now, one of their strongest had been reduced to rubble by a lone hunter.

This was not just a kill. It was a message: WxD was not invincible.

Megatron's Hunt in 434

As light 's massacre shook K86 to the core, a different hunter was creating his own path of destruction in Kingdom 434.

His was the name of Megatron, an accurate spearman whose approach to hunting was quite contrary to that of Lightyear. When light was flashy and destructive, Megatron was patient and calculating—like a knife slowly cutting layer by layer.

His target was a bulging fortress of 17 million warriors, most of whom were poorly trained low ranks. But Megatron did not underestimate anyone—behind all those bodies, there could be traps, generals, or a wall enough to take him by surprise.

The initial solo shattered the outer shell, burning millions of low-rank warriors and exposing the heart of the defense. His spears bit deep, but the target persisted.

The second blow was cleaner, slicing through 2 million tier-4 spearmen and shattering the very center of the castle.

With the third swing, the walls were penetrated. The remaining forces were vanquished in waves, their leaders overwhelmed, their defenses broken.

20 million merits were earned before the dust had settled, and the strength of the target had deconstructed by 350 million.

Two Hunters, Two Styles, One Lesson

light 's pursuit was an exhibition of raw power—a warning to the world that even powerful WXD could not maintain behind its credentials for long. Megatron's pursuit was a more evasive but equally efficient exercise—a show of how patience and concentration could dissolve even enormous armies.

Both hunts threw the kingdoms into chaos. Players cried in their chat windows, alliances panicked to bubble, and the invincibility myth that had protected alliances like WXD slowly crumbled.

Resolution

In hindsight, these hunts were not about troop counts or merits accrued. They were game-changers.

For light, the capture of Theos's lord and the destruction of 100 million troops was more than a victory—it was the destruction of a myth. No coalition, no matter how formidable, could ever claim to be invincible again. Hunters throughout the galaxy were heartened by his triumph.

For Megatron, the search was his steady climb. He was no headline-grabber like light, but his effectiveness made him just as deadly. A hunter who could be used to take out castles piece by piece, without drama.

Kingdoms 86 and 434 were levelled to rubble that day, their defenders speechless, their pride broken. And across realms, the whispers ran:

The untouchables are down. The hunters roam. And no one is safe.