-AN: Chapters to fix (21). To anyone who will read this, I want to apologize. I am in a very bad season of my Life and had a ntal breakdown a few days ago. I am better now, and promise to give you the chapters you deserve. Please give so ti. To fix them.-
Tide That Roars, compared to the rest of his army, was quite tiny. He looked like so sort of chira given birth to by the sea. His torso looked like a lobster, but his legs looked like those of a frog.
His arms were oversized for his body, and his claws were reptilian but sharp. He had two raised eyes and a bunch of tubes coming from his mouth.
Despite his rank as Tyrant, he looked underwhelming. But Elian knew better than to be fooled by just outward appearances.
This being was a Tyrant. A king who invaded another world.
There was absolutely zero chance that this bastard was a weakling.
"Kill everyone else. He is mine," Elian declared as he stepped forward.
That single sentence caused the entire battlefield to move. From absolute silence, the rampaging footsteps and clang of heavy tal resounded. The skies, which had never stopped burning due to the Fla Swallows, moved.
Accompanied by the flying shrimp, Burny led the flying nukes as they dived. Below, the Weapons on the ground raged forth like a tide. A tallic ocean that ripped apart anything it ca against.
Bastion and Fluffy led their wolves to pin the new Mantises. Silent and Stil took command of the newbs and raced forward. There was no need for words or battle cries. Like their nasakes, the Weapons just did as they were commanded.
Amidst the absolute chaos, Elian walked leisurely towards the Virexan Tyrant. Surprisingly, the lobster man didn't give his armies a second glance and kept his eyes on Elian. When he saw Elian approaching, he did the sa.
"Elian, I am getting a bad feeling from him; please keep your guard up. I have him in my sights. Just let know when I should unleash the 'Sun.'"
Hearing his lover's worry made the Tyrant smile. Most n would find it insulting to have their partner fuss over them. But to soone who grew up scorned by everyone, the attention felt endearing and pleasant.
"Thank you, Bianca. Please do not overdo it, okay? You already did more than enough forging more Weapons. It's my ti to shine now."
Bianca scoffed, "My ti to shine? Elian, if you could only see the things they are saying in the news and on social dia. You have simultaneously beco the hero and the demon lord of humanity."
Elian couldn't help but chuckle. He was neither blind nor deaf. What the reporters saw, what they said, they weren't exactly being subtle. But there was only one reason Elian didn't mind.
Lions do not listen to the words of the sheep.
"Oh my, how flippant," the witch responded with a giggle. "Though in your case, it certainly is true."
Bianca didn't contest his words simply because they were true. Despite not really claiming Earth, right now humanity could do little to control him. This imnse strength was what terrified and reassured the people around him. Elian knew that too.
And he hardly cared about how anyone saw him. He had the power to change the situation if he didn't like it. It was sothing of soone with both authority and ability.
It was a tool only for nobles, monarchs, or kings.
The curse of power. Now that Elian had tasted it, he understood why so many were drunk on the feeling. Not being constrained by the wills of others was liberating. For the first ti, Elian felt truly free.
As the two sides battled, fire and steel ravaged the surroundings. Wind and dust flew all around as the sheer kinetic energy rocked the entire area. Shockwaves and sonic booms ran amok and terrorized everyone present.
However, Elian's path was free of any disturbance, as was the path of his opponent. No matter what the invaders tried to do to attack Elian, they were stopped with deadly force.
The two Tyrants eventually t.
They both stopped just a re ter from each other. Funnily enough, Elian noticed that the surrounding area around the lobster was calm. As if he were in a bubble, the sounds of battle and chaos vanished when Elian was in front of him.
"I was half-expecting you to attack the mont you could, Tide That Roars," Elian jeered.
"There shall be enough ti to mangle your corpse and eat you. I too am puzzled. I was told this world is inhabited by cowards, yet you face us head-on." Tide then checked around the vicinity and gazed his eyes on Yearns, the moth-like spy Silent captured.
"You even have my Anchor with you. Although she seems to have abandoned her role."
Elian raised his hands and shrugged his shoulders, "For what it's worth, I had nothing to do with that. She wanted to revolt against your planet for her own reasons."
Tide's facial appendages whisked upward as he made a scoffing sound.
"While I can understand her motivations, she is nothing but a traitor." The lobster man paused before gesturing to Yearns.
"You don't intend to accept her in her faction, do you? If she betrayed us, she would betray you too, it's literally her talent. That's what Radical is."
Elian couldn't help chuckle. Here he was discussing with a monster who had noodles for a mouth, and he felt more relatable than the humans around him.
"Yeah, I know. I placed a bomb in her brain. She will die the mont she betrays ."
The eyes of Tide turned into slits as he made gurgling sounds.
"I look forward to it. No one else wanted her because she kept saying Virexar would lose if we left the Iron rank."
"Don't worry. I promise you Virexar will not fall even after you die."
"Oh? And why is that?"
"Yearns offered it to as an Axis world. Once I settle my matters here, I will help her overthrow your world's Tyrant," Elian smirked.
Rather than get angry, Tide lowered his head and suddenly made bubbles co out the side of his face. "Well, it is what it is."
"You're not angry?"
The lobster man shook his head. "Why would I? The crucible encourages revolutions. Tyrants have to fight their own as much as those outside. Anyone who joined this ga is resigned to this fate."
Elian couldn't help but clench his jaw. Now that he thought about it, Tide was correct. Yearns was soone weaker than their own Tyrant, so she borrowed Elian's power to overthrow the current ruler of Virexar.
In the future, even if he reigned on Earth, a future 'Yearns' might do the sa to him.
But before Elian could even fret, a comforting voice echoed in his mind.
"That will never happen with us, though. Because we are family. I will never allow it."
With an affectionate warmth spreading through his chest, Elian thought with full certainty.
I know. Thank you for being mine, Bianca.
"You're supposed to say the L-word now," she teased.
Maybe later.
"Tsk."
Elian's conversation with Bianca was interrupted when Tide ca closer.
"Elian Reed. I have only one question before we begin. Did you kill Veiled Chorus?" The enemy Tyrant as he towered over Elian.
"I did. I pierced her heart and shattered it."
Veiled Chorus was the real na of the Red Swarm Tyrant, the Arachne monstrosity that led the red ants in the dungeon break.
Tide flinched and hung his head; Elian could hear his gigantic bear sized hands clenching.
"I see. And the Beetle King?"
"I crushed him into a ball the size of an orange."
The Lobster man didn't reply but simply stood there. Confused about how it was even possible, Elian saw the face of enemy Tyrant show sadness, regret, and grief. His round eyes even began to leak a green fluid as if he were crying.
However, Elian felt no sympathy, only surprise.
"Was she your lover?"
"Not really. She chose the Beetle King over ," he replied weakly.
The sorrow radiated from the humanoid lobster.
"Then, you ca here to avenge her? I thought you all wanted the Psychomancer? At least that was what Yearn's said so."
"They did; Chorus and I didn't. She wanted to rule, I just wanted to be with her."
Elian couldn't help but marvel at how different Tyrants were. There were those that lorded over others like Sunny, tricked others like Strength of Winter, and selfish bastards like Tide Who Roars.
Suddenly it made sense why Tide hardly cared that the army he brought was on the verge of being annihilated. He probably joined this invasion all to avenge his beloved.
He ca here to kill or die trying.
Understanding his compatriot a bit better, Elian sighed and replied in a warm tone. "Don't worry, friend. I will send you to see her soon."
"Elian, you are too boorish," Bianca scolded. "He is mourning his dead lover."
Not really, Veiled Chorus didn't even bother to bring him. He is just a simp for a woman that didn't even care about him.
"I know, but can't you be nicer?"
Why? I am going to kill him anyway.
"Ugh. n," his lover scoffed.
Ignoring Bianca, Elian waited for Tide's answer, and it was him hiding his eyes into his head and a hardshell covering his face like a visor.
"No. I will only see her once I offer your body and soul to her mory."
"Suit yourself. Charade golem."
The two Tyrants paused and then clashed.
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