“Well then, let us start. Send out all of your Regalons. When seventy of them are dead, we shall stop.”
Almond coldly smiled and replied as he looked at the clan leaders, “As for me, I will attack randomly. You can also do whatever to stop me.”
“As arrogant as always,” Karvalheim clan leader laughed, his eyes ruthless. “Sure, do whatever you want if you can.”
Behind them, the two hundred Supreme Emperors directed their intents at the hundred Regalons behind Almond, all of them smiling and looking like they were hunters watching their prey.
“Allow me to start,” Almond said and disappeared.
BOOM.
A chaotic thunderclap resounded the moment Almond vanished.
In his place, only a flickering afterimage lingered—and the space behind the Bralamir clan leader cracked as he appeared there. A split moment later, five Supreme Emperors nearby going towards Regalons were bisected at the waist, a clean cut that let no blood fall before a storm of blades suddenly devoured each of them separately as their body crumbled into motes.
Instant execution move—Devouring Blade Storm.
“What—!”
Almond blurred again—no teleportation, no space skip, just sheer velocity so dense that the surrounding cosmos wheezed with pressure. His sword howled, drawing glimmers from the Arcadia Spectrum as it sliced another enemy’s body into four gleaming pieces.
‘WHAT IS GOING ON?!’
The Big Ten clan leaders were shocked to their core as their will roared while clashing against Almond.
‘Suppress him—NOW!’
Twenty auras erupted at once.
The strongest twenty Supreme Emperors, ten clan leaders, and ten of those sent from the Third Layer—made their moves, their synchrony impeccable. Ten barriers locked the space around Almond, while ten control techniques locked on him. Time-locks. Gravity cores. Mind-anchors. Petrification Seal. Aetherial clamps. And so on.
Into the extremes of time, the clan leaders exchanged thousands of thoughts in one moment as they went all out, entering Hyper Plane at their strongest.
‘Why are his stats so high?!’
‘That’s one of his abilities! It displays the same frequency as his battle state against Griminion Waves.’
‘But he has over 45k in Body, Mind and Soul! He had never boosted himself so high before! Even I am barely reaching 35k by using everything I have, including my artifacts!’ Bralamir clan leader felt utter fear borne out of a sudden premonition.
He has been the strongest Supreme Emperor for a long. Even now, he was the first-ranking Supreme Emperor in terms of pure combat power. But now, he just watched someone surpassing him.
‘According to the data you’ve sent of him, we’ve found out that there’s a high chance he has comprehended some powers of the Maw of Forgotten, Oblivion.’
‘But truly, you were right. We must get him to our side. That Geneline can make our alliance reach new heights!’
‘My artifact just broke! He is overpowering our constraints on him!’
‘He can’t do anything to us, but others…’
‘Continue to suppress him!’
Space warped—Almond was gone again.
And then—BOOM.
A sonic cascade echoed as one of the clan’s ships split in half behind them while waves of vibrating blades numbering millions shredded through twenty-two enemy Supreme Emperors who were killing Regalons at once.
‘Fuck! Stop him!’
Almond reappeared with his sword embedded in a fallen foe’s head, pulling it out and spinning midair, launching himself toward the next one with whirlwinds at his feet.
As he spun, a visible ocean waves-like phenomenon spread around him made of Astral Auralith based Prime energy. They released circular sonic waves that shaped into ultra-fast blades and targeted Supreme Emperors as they were forced to flee and defend for their lives instead of attacking Regalons.
Suddenly, CRASH!
A brutal hammer of compressed suns struck him from above—but it passed through an afterimage.
Almond had detected it even though it was a joint move where the attack appeared just a hair’s breadth above him while breaking into his absolute domain.
Almond’s absolute domain prevented any external phenomenon from occurring within 50 meters of him.
However, this attack appeared, and it was supposed to be a sure hit.
But Almond could react the moment his domain broke even though it was a moment of an instant thanks to his current state.
He was so overpowering right now because he finally used one of his trump cards—the true spirit of one of the Hollow Defilers.
He had three and using Spirit Drape on one of them temporarily gave him all powers of the Hollow Defilers.
Another five Supreme Emperors died with a line drilled through their neck before bursting into sparks, still unsure where Almond had come from.
All the while, the Regalons fought, each one connected to their clone with spirit-link precision.
Some were slashed down instantly—trapped or ambushed by overwhelming force—but most moved with coordination. Teams of three or five, altering terrain, unleashing signature domain arts—burning the sky, cutting space, raising storm call barrages, and dragging their foes into a myriad of ability-barrage.
However, Almond was a comet of destruction amidst the chaos, a singular fear that danced above these Supreme Emperors of Big Ten.
All of them had their hearts pounding with fear as they remained cautious against Almond while trying their best to kill Regalons because they wanted to finish this as soon as fucking possible!
‘Contain that bastard! Follow my art!’ Karlvalheim clan leader screamed in the soul network, utterly furious as he saw Almond killing his son and other people.
Twenty strongest had now closed in properly.
An ocean of threads made of memory and probability wrapped around Almond’s legs, shoulders, and waist—followed by a tri-layered magnetic hellwheel that caged him like a collapsing sun.
His sword dimmed—his knees buckled.
A stone colossus slammed him from the side—the Ulmarkon clan leader’s body was a continent of force. The hardy warrior’s strongest move blasted Almond across the battlefield like a ragdoll while containing him in several seals and barriers to prevent him from escaping.
However, if they thought they understood Almond’s ‘teleportation’ with that, they were mistaken.
A howling rip in space opened—Almond had pierced through the battlefield with a blinking nova of kinetic implosion by first expanding space for him by creating oscillating waves, enlarging the traveled distance and then shrank the distance in an instant by cutting it, which resulted in an extremely fast and horrifying stretch of him.
Literally, the foundational spacetime of the second layer was shattered as thirty-seven Supreme Emperors died, including the Gibrelin clan leader and Nizahir clan leader.
‘Motherucker!’ Big D’s jaw had dropped to the floor, as well as other Supreme Emperors behind him who were watching.
Almond reappeared, but what he just did consumed a lot of Spirit Drape’s power, and he wasn’t left with much.
The eighteen strongest Supreme Emperors targeting Almond felt that and made their move without wasting time.
‘You all kill Regalons fast!’
‘Fuckers! Is it that hard to kill those bunch?!’
Almond’Astral Auralith roared with Spatial Echo veiled with Vibrant Sandstorms crackling with colorful lightning that created crystals turning into dust and expanding the storm.
The storm expanded into massive heights as it traveled at Hyper Speed 3, instantly obliterating any Supreme Emperor that got caught.
Everyone tried to get away and run.
Suddenly, Almond was frozen completely.
A vine of quantum-cracked dark green roots had latched onto his soul—not just his body.
Almond’s will roared and he used his Unbound Blade, cutting the roots.
Behind him, one of the twenty Supreme Emperors activated a Dimensional Blood Mark—pulling him backward in time by four seconds.
Almond wasn’t given time to resist it, otherwise, he would have forcefully severed that effect.
And so, the vine of quantum cracked roots reappeared, latching onto his soul.
In that moment, a barrage of control and attacking abilities struck him.
Almond roared and burst out, forcing out more power again as the Spirit Drape’s duration reduced fast.
The space ruptured. Almond exploded his body with Oscillating Disintegration before he remade himself away, forcefully severing and breaking away from their suppressive effects.
Still—he was now being worn down.
Even as he killed enemy after enemy—he was hit.
Struck. Pinned. Ripped open.
Space and light shattered in flashes of myriad colors around him. Time fractured. Energy from all directions compressed onto his form like oceans pressing against a single spark.
And the Regalons fell.
One by one.
Despite their valor, coordination, and relentless aggression, the enemy outnumbered and overpowered them. Sixty-five. Sixty-eight.
Seventy.
“Stop!” Almond shouted as he also stopped, his eyes red as he looked at his remaining Regalons. “You’ve killed enough!”
Big D sucked in a cold breath. ‘Fucking hell I almost shed a tear!’
The other Supreme Emperors behind Big D looked at each other and made crying faces. They almost wanted to pull out their hair!
They just freaking witnessed madness in the flesh!
Almond was acting like he was at a loss seeing 70 of his Regalons, who were not even real die, when he fucking killed 143 Supreme Emperors of Big Ten, including two clan leaders, and one descender from the third layer!
At the moment, the clan leaders were so angry that they wanted to kill Almond after seeing their remaining Supreme Emperors.
However, the other nine descenders were instead happy, nay, overjoyed.
‘We need his Geneline in our alliance!’
‘I’ve got all the data. Let’s send it to the third layer. He is our ticket to the upper floors.’
‘For two thousand years, our alliance remained at the bottom despite the members changing, but no more!’
The clan leaders had to cool down after hearing all of that.
“Our business here done now, Regalon!” Bralamir clan leader said with an indifferent expression. “Go back with your thirty Regalons. And yes, you are not participating in this Ascension War Zone. Go back and come to Arcadia Spectrum later.”
“If you do not obey this, we will launch a full-on attack on the whole House of Regalon with the goal of complete eradication,” the Karvalheim clan leader said as he grunted coldly.
“Now, scram.”
“I’ll remember this,” Almond said, his eyes still bloodshot.
The Big Ten clan leaders almost blew their top again. Remember what?! You killed way more of our Supreme Emperors!
‘Brat, stop it already! I am dying!’ Big D was laughing his ass off on the ship after leaving an avatar outside.
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