Boom!! Boom!!
Explosions ripped through the air as Alice streaked across the battlefield, her movents a blur. She twisted, dodged, and spun, narrowly avoiding the relentless assaults from all directions. The number of Sixth Shackle Realm experts she faced alone was overwhelming—far beyond what any one person could reasonably handle.
Even in her true form, a flicker of doubt gnawed at her. She could feel the edges of exhaustion, the pressure of defeat closing in.
With a sharp cry, Alice thrust her spear forward. Dozens of colossal golden spears erupted into existence, arcing through the air with deadly precision toward her opponents.
Swoosh!!
The golden storm collided with the combined might of her enemies. Five Sixth Shackle Realm experts stepped forward, their barriers shimring and twisting like living armor. The spears tore through the first few layers, shattering them into fragnts of light—but the final barrier held, immovable, unyielding.
Alice’s heart pounded. Her Archetype was a technique of devastating power, capable of annihilation—but against this overwhelming tide, her strength alone was not enough. If it had been just one or two opponents, she would have obliterated them without hesitation. Now... every strike was t with resistance, every mont of triumph fleeting.
The battlefield roared around her, and in the chaos, Alice realized the terrifying truth: sheer power could not carry her through this storm alone.
"I can’t do this for long..." Alice muttered.
As the golden spears were stopped, she dove down and charged at the nearest Sixth Shackle Realm expert.
The spear in her hand blazed with light. Her elental power and dream energy surged like a tidal wave, radiating raw force in every direction.
’The reinforcents Torkez ntioned should already be here... He said it’s not just the Dragon Council,’ Alice thought, steeling herself.
Swoosh!!
The nearest Sixth Shackle expert recoiled at her approach, instinctively retreating. He knew he had no chance against this fearso demon.
But the others surged forward, closing in the mont they saw their comrade falter.
"This demon...!!"
They had already witnessed Alice’s overwhelming power. She was no ordinary threat—she was a monster. None of them could stand alone against her.
Alice’s eyes scanned the advancing enemies. Five had blocked her previous attack, and now six—including the one she charged—were rushing her.
She kicked off the air, accelerating with a burst of speed.
Boom!!
In less than a second, she collided with her opponents, the force of the impact sending shockwaves across the battlefield.
The nearest expert faltered under the onslaught. He conjured a barrier, but Alice’s spear pierced through it effortlessly. He struggled desperately, unleashing a torrent of elental power and rapid combat arts.
Fire and lightning lanced through the air, searing the battlefield. But Alice extended her right hand, and waves of darkness and ice collided violently with the flas and sparks.
Bang!!
The clashing energies erupted into a massive sphere of searing light, sparks flying in every direction.
Without hesitation, Alice thrust her spear forward, shattering the barrier completely. The tip of the spear didn’t stop—it descended relentlessly toward the expert.
"No!!!"
In re monts, the expert was blasted to the ground. His body struck the earth with such force that it tore open the land itself, forming a massive pit hundreds of ters deep.
The other five experts, rushing to intervene, collided with her almost imdiately.
Boom! Boom!
The battlefield trembled under the impact of their ferocious clash.
Suddenly, Alice and her opponents froze midair, their movents halted as confusion spread across their faces.
"What’s going on?!"
Roar!!
A cacophony of roars and howls erupted from all directions. Hundreds of thousands of fierce energy fluctuations surged across the battlefield, shaking the ground and skies alike.
Boom!!
The tremors of raw power rattled everything. Even Kessa, Dragon, and the Hero-rank experts instinctively paused, overwheld as their senses detected tens of thousands of potent energy fluctuations converging at once.
"This is...?"
For a mont, the war itself seed suspended. Every clash and explosion faded into silence as all eyes turned to the horizon.
Countless glowing dots appeared in the distance. One massive formation gathered in the north, another in the south. Both were larger than the combined forces already engaged in the battle—an overwhelming presence that threatened to shift the tide entirely.
...
On the Guardian Fortress, Torkez felt a wave of pressure wash over him. He turned his gaze to the battlefield and saw hundreds of thousands of beings on both sides.
Compared to the forces already engaged in the war, these newcors—whether monsters or humans—were several tis stronger. Though they were still so distance away, the sheer intensity of their presence pressed down on him like a physical weight.
A man approached from behind.
"Sir, the other side has been completed," he reported.
Torkez raised an eyebrow. "Is that true?"
"Yes, Sir," the man confird with a nod.
Torkez exhaled, a rare hint of relief crossing his features. "Good. It’s earlier than expected, but this works in our favor. Casualties will be far lower."
The news ant they could begin their retreat. The evacuation could finally comnce.
’This is good... but dangerous. With the arrival of those creatures, the situation will only escalate. We must be ready to evacuate,’ Torkez thought.
He knew this was the mont he had been waiting for. One misstep now could spell disaster for all of Astros.
"We’ll retreat slowly," Torkez said, his voice calm but firm, setting the plan into motion.
ROAR!!!
Powerful roars reverberated across the battlefield.
The monsters of Astros froze, glancing around nervously. It was unmistakable—this was a language of monsters, a warning of overwhelming power.
Just outside the [Five Elents Barrier Formation], Souta waved his hand, and the dreamscape dissolved. Among the three Hero-rank experts he had been fighting, one lay dead; only two remained, their expressions dark and tense.
"What’s going on?" one of them muttered.
"I... I don’t know," the other admitted, eyes scanning the shifting battlefield.
"Look."
They turned toward the horizon and their eyes widened. Relief and apprehension warred within them. They were elated—the reinforcents that had been targeting the Blood Lightning Monster had finally arrived—but they also felt the chill of uncertainty. Another massive force had appeared unexpectedly, and its scale was terrifying.
Souta’s eyebrows rose in surprise.
’They’re here,’ he thought.
He had expected their arrival to be delayed. He hadn’t anticipated them arriving just in ti.
In the south of the battlefield, a massive force of monsters surged forward. Low-level creatures stampeded across the ground, while high-level monsters soared above, their wings slicing the air.
The earth trembled beneath them, and the sky seed to boil with countless energy fluctuations.
It was like a living tide of monsters, unstoppable and relentless.
ROAR!!
Their deafening roars and howls sent shivers through the humans and demis alike.
"The Emperor!!"
"For the Emperor!!!"
"Kill!!"
"Destroy!!"
The unintelligent monsters acted on pure instinct, charging forward with no fear, no hesitation, and no thought beyond the battlefield ahead.
Far to the north, another massive force advanced. Their numbers dwarfed even the southern horde—nearly three hundred thousand strong, their collective presence radiating overwhelming power.
The battlefield had grown impossibly large, a war zone teetering on the edge of total chaos.
Swoosh!!
Doranjan, Kessa, and Erkigal fell back, standing beside Souta. The enemies hesitated, wary of approaching further.
Erkigal looked around, her expression grim. "This is getting out of hand. Casualties will be catastrophic. Countless beings will perish."
Souta shrugged. "They ca at first. I haven’t even done anything yet—they’re just rushing to their own doom."
Erkigal’s gaze shifted to the battle inside the [Five Elents Barrier Formation]. "It’s true you have a demon as your subordinate. Is she their target?"
"I don’t know. Maybe it’s both of us," Souta replied.
The two massive armies didn’t pause. In minutes, they collided in the middle of the battlefield.
Boom!!
Chaos erupted instantly, as if two tidal waves of destruction had slamd into each other. The force of impact ignited countless explosions across the terrain. Powerful beings tore rcilessly through enemy ranks, claiming hundreds of lives in seconds.
From the Guardian Fortress, the Astros experts began a silent, cautious retreat, avoiding the center of the battle entirely. But Souta knew his role: he had to remain, at least for now, at the heart of the war.
Souta, Kessa, Doranjan, and Erkigal surged forward.
Erkigal raised her fist, and a wave of searing flas erupted outward. Even as a Seventh Shackle Realm, her power affected nearby monsters, incinerating many instantly.
Kessa unleashed volleys of [Bestrou] in all directions. With the overwhelming numbers of enemies, she didn’t need to aim—each blast struck multiple foes, carving through the ranks effortlessly.
Doranjan barreled through the battlefield, his massive dragon body crushing enemies on impact. His wings slashed through the air, sending powerful energy blades slicing hundreds of foes at once. Even the lowest-ranking enemies were annihilated under the full force of his best feram, his two fifth-evolution-stage monsters leaving nothing but devastation in their wake.
anwhile, the enemy Hero-rank experts struck with equal ferocity, cutting through their army with deadly precision. Monsters fell left and right, the battlefield soaked in chaos.
In just a single minute, the death toll surged to unimaginable numbers. The war had escalated beyond any asure, a storm of destruction no one could hope to contain.
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