Just hours after the Realm Wave stabilizes time between realms again, Randel and Syl returned to the Ogre conglomeration headquarters, carrying an entire long-term storage locker worth of ancient goods in their ether storage systems. A series of transmissions are sent to 3rd and 2nd Class Orcs, along with Red Ogres on Torvak's old payroll. Over the next few hours, the entirety of the storage locker's contents is delivered through fast travel orbs by carriers who have no idea the Warlords are still alive. Many believe they are just delivering normal products to the top floor of the High Orc Tower, conducting business as usual to the remaining strong High Orcs in charge. A hatch on the top floor of the tower opens and closes for hours as Torvak brings all their work materials to Asic, who looks much better than he did three days ago. The High Orc stands up from his throne, which was covered in medical mana and ether tubes, and opens up one of the many crates from the fortress. Once opened, a bright white light shines out, illuminating his face in the dark tower. "I've waited all my life to craft something with this... It looks like the time has come." Down in the Lower Realm, on Kelfar, the three True Cored Generals attach small yellow monitoring crystals to their status so those up on the moon base can see their actions. Raven replies through their link before anyone else. "We'll stick to the plan, and stay a safe distance away. I'll make sure of it. But once we shift their path, I'm quite curious about the sword wielder's fighting style. It uses two blades just like me." "I'll help move them, but I'm not interested in fighting." The three leave the base and fly through the barren lands that the commanders already cleared out. The corpses of many looted demonic beasts still litter the ground, and weaker 3rd Class beasts feast on them, but the generals do not stop to eliminate any more of these threats. A bright hologram of the globe shows which areas have been fully searched and rough coordinates of where the Kings are, updating whenever one sends a big enough shockwave to be visible from the moon base. Live trackers on their surveillance devices show their moving position on the demonic world as well. Now that they are off the moon base and do not have weaker humans nearby, the three generals pull a full 4% of stats each and let down the barriers they've been summoning, allowing their entire auras to leak out. As they fly through a rocky mountain region, about 10 kilometers above the ground, two massive orbs of yellow light expand off of Arie and Raven. The two of them fly up front while Abby trails behind, forming a backward triangle formation as they head toward the Kings. The moment these two enormous orbs of divine energy expand and tether to the absurd levels of raw stats being infused into their systems, the mountains below their feet begin to crumble, fracture, and even compress instantly into flat sediment from the immense pressure above. Raven's aura is bright white and yellow, pushing the demonic energy in the air away from it, while Arie's melds with the environment a bit more evenly. While his distorts the atmosphere, it doesn't necessarily push it away. It just takes control of the active demonic energy and Qi floating through space. 𝐫ÃɴОＢΕș Abby, on the other hand, has a bright yellow aura tinted with sparkling green light that erupts from her True Core once she allows her mana control to burst out. However, it phases through the atmosphere and ground beneath her with ease, not affecting it at all. It's as if her entire aura and presence are an illusion. This release of powerful auras sends shockwaves through the demonic energy covering the surface of the globe. Even though they're tens of thousands of kilometers away, this massive display of power sends cues into the Kings' psyches, alerting them that new danger is on the world. Over the millennia, armies have come to this world and tried to do exactly what these generals are attempting now. What seemed to be a random battle path at first is actually an instinct to protect their world's greatest treasure—programmed into them so long ago that they do not know who did so or what they are even protecting. All the degraded minds of these two Kings know is that if something strong exists on this world, it must be eliminated. That includes each other. Allowing someone else to come close to the throne would be a fate worse than death. While most parties that have come to this world have True Cores of their own, and others have even hit full saturation, it usually takes months—if not years—to even make it past a single 1st Class Demonic Beast on the outer edges of this world. The genes, combat prowess, and even raw stats of these monsters have been mutated to such an immense degree that it is unlike anything Alveron or any of its past trade allies have ever seen. Ensure your favorite authors get the Keep reading on NovelHub - where stories come alive! Read this novel on Royal Road. Then again, none of them have ever gotten their hands on a Noble Grade World before, nor do they have a reference for what one would even look like if they did. A 1st Class World is considered the peak of the Lower Realm to those that aren't Demons. Those that know of the location of Noble Grade Worlds are instantly killed off or enslaved by one of the Five Great Families, and their worlds are all seized. So, what seems to be a mutated testing ground for a Demon Army in the past is only half true. Most of the species on this planet are not native and have been artificially strengthened and tested on by Demons of the past. This is the remnant of a long-forgotten Noble Grade World that has degraded over time to show the average energy readings of a 1st Class World, but its strongest warriors have remained to carry out the orders of their Demonic Lord. Despite this being the peak of a World-Class in the Lower Realm, a small group of humans killed off two-thirds of its population in just a few months. Now, three more humans float above the destruction, en route to conquer a world that has been forgotten in time by ancient higher life forms. Her eyes glow bright green, and a pulse of hot, sparkling aura envelops her body, making her grow in size about five times over, while simultaneously making her being seem opaque. The demonic clouds part for hundreds of kilometers on both sides as the arrow tears through the world. A cold vibration surrounds it, one that for millennia has made every demonic beast that has ever stepped near it bow down to its King. However, Abby crosses her arms and doesn't move from her position, floating in the air. The bright yellow arrow flies right through her, as if she isn't even there... Simultaneously, Raven activates her Divine Stealth Skill to disappear from the world's senses, further cloaked by the thick demonic energy swirling through the air. While the Demonic Berserker King's sword strike was in direct route for her exact location just moments ago, it is impossible to direct the attack any further, as the target is gone... Join the discussion! Login to share your thoughts and connect with other readers. No comments yet. Be the first to comment!