Turoon stared at the headless body of the demon floating in the silent void space, his mind churning with turbulent thoughts.
When he had first started fighting Molar, if soone had asked whether he was confident in killing him in a head-on battle, he would have shaken his head.
It wasn’t because he was weaker than Molar. It was simply because both of them stood at the very peak of Rank Five, and their strengths were on a similar level.
He couldn’t kill Molar easily, nor could Molar kill him.
The battle between the two of them had mainly been to keep each other occupied, ensuring that neither could interfere in the clashes between the other lower level demons and dragons
After all, a peak Rank Five Core Evolver, soone just a step away from becoming Rank Six, could annihilate a vast army of hundreds of thousands lower rank core evolvers with a single move.
The sa applied to the other Rank Five Core Evolvers present in the armies of demons and dragons.
Most Rank Five Core Evolvers were engaged with opponents of equal level, while one or two were specifically tasked with suppressing shockwaves and unforeseen attacks generated during high-level battles, as such aftereffects could wipe out entire armies within seconds.
But now, looking at the corpse of the fallen peak Rank Five demon, Turoon couldn’t help but feel dazed.
’He didn’t even actively participate in the battle and only supported from behind. Yet even with just his support, it beca so easy to kill a peak Rank Five Core Evolver. ’
A trace of fear appeared on Turoon’s face as he wondered what would have happened if, instead of him, it had been Molar receiving Evan’s support.
Although the main reason Molar was killed was because both he and Turoon were evenly matched and Turoon gained a decisive advantage the mont Evan joined him, it was still terrifying, in Turoon’s eyes, that with just a few support abilities, Evan had caused a Rank Five Core Evolver to die.
Unlike Turoon, Evan wasn’t surprised by the result, as he had already anticipated it.
Moreover, the strength of his Gaze of Monarch skill primarily depended on the level of his spiritual power.
And unlike the rank of his core, his spiritual power was already close to the peak of Rank Four, with a purity so refined that even Rank Five Core Evolvers would feel inferior in comparison.
Using Gaze of Monarch with such overwhelming spiritual power was no trivial matter. Even though it had only been applied for a brief mont, it was enough to severely affect Molar.
Although Molar had eventually managed to break free from its effects, by then it was already too late.
Evan had chosen the perfect mont for Turoon to unleash his strongest attack.
Evan gazed at the demon’s headless body with gleaming eyes, his lips curling into a satisfied smile.
’The body of a Rank Five Core Evolver who is just a step away from Rank Six. It should be enough to push my core to the middle level of Rank Four, right?’
As this thought arose, Evan couldn’t help but feel excited.
At the sa ti, he recalled one of the rewards he had received from the Will of the Earth after destroying the Azrogoth World. (Chapter— 1245)
’Once I reach the middle level of Rank Four, I can use the Minor Rank Advancent Orb given by the Will of the Earth to imdiately beco a peak Rank Four Core Evolver.’
Just the thought that he was only a single step away from reaching the peak of Rank Four made his heart pound with anticipation.
He imdiately felt the urge to return to the closed world of the Dryads, drain Molar’s body completely, and advance to the middle stage of Rank Four.
’It hasn’t even been that long since I beca a Rank Four Core Evolver, and I am already nearing the peak of this rank.’
Evan couldn’t help but marvel at his own growth speed, feeling that his current rate of advancent was even more terrifying than when he had been at lower ranks.
For most people, the higher their rank, the harder and slower it beca to advance further.
But for him, it was the complete opposite.
’It’s all because of the Primordial Rune of Absorption. This thing is practically a cheat.’
Evan stored the demon’s body into his shadow storage and finally turned his attention to Turoon, who stood obediently at a distance.
’What should I do with him?’ He pondered with a thoughtful expression on his face.
After a mont of consideration, he spoke.
"What are your thoughts about Anastasia?"
"Huh?"
Turoon was caught off guard by the sudden question.
However, when he noticed Evan’s narrowed eyes, eyes that seed to determine his very fate depending on his answer, cold sweat broke out across his back, and he began to think carefully.
’My thoughts about Lady Anastasia.’
He remained silent for a mont before answering honestly.
"I think she is very powerful, and I deeply respect her."
"Hmm..."Evan stared at the dragon without speaking.
Despite Evan’s lower rank, Turoon felt an overwhelming pressure under his gaze and unconsciously gulped.
"You know, I was the one who defeated Baphot and Eldraker and threw them into the void space of the Tomb of the Ancient to rot."
Turoon forced a wary smile upon hearing this and nodded.
"As soon as I saw you earlier, I had already guessed as much. After all, there aren’t many people in this world capable of trapping a monarch and the King of Dragons."
Evan smiled faintly at his response before finally asking the question that truly mattered to him.
"Once Eldraker returns, he will most likely attack and Anastasia in a fit of rage..."
Evan slowly walked toward Turoon, his voice gradually turning cold.
"When that ti cos, who will you support? Eldraker, whom you call your king... or Anastasia, the true ruler of your kind?"
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