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Urhan’s Archetype possessed terrifying destructive power, but its range was simply too vast. Once unleashed, everything within its domain would be affected indiscriminately.
The entire space within a fifty-kilometer radius had already transformed into a disaster zone. Tens of thousands of massive boulders continued to emerge from thin air before merging together into enormous floating masses of rock that radiated crushing pressure across the battlefield.
Urhan raised his trident high and roared across the battlefield, "Seventh Shackle Realm, fall back! Cast buff and debuff spells!! Eight Shackle Realm, stand at the front and assist me! Maintain the protective spells and prepare the formation spells!!"
The experts immediately moved according to his command.
The Seventh Shackle Realm experts retreated while rapidly weaving spells. Waves of mana spread throughout the battlefield as layers of enhancement magic descended upon Urhan and the others. At the same time, dark curses and suppressive spells shot toward Souta like invisible chains.
The Eight Shackle Realm experts gathered at the front, forming defensive lines around Urhan while powerful protective barriers flickered into existence one after another.
In the next moment, Urhan felt his strength surge.
His muscles tightened as immense power coursed through his body. His aura climbed steadily higher as multiple enhancement spells stacked on top of one another.
This was the advantage of fighting with numbers.
He didn’t need to waste his own mana casting support spells. His subordinates could handle everything while he focused entirely on battle.
Urhan understood their opponent better than anyone now.
Souta was clearly only an initial fifth-stage monster, yet the power he displayed had already surpassed ordinary advanced fifth-stage monsters.
It was completely absurd.
It was like a Seventh Shackle Realm expert crossing ranks to battle a Ninth Shackle Realm expert head-on. Even the most monstrous geniuses in history would find it nearly impossible to overcome such a terrifying gap.
BOOM!!!
The entire Hydro Land City suddenly shook violently.
Massive chunks of rock exploded apart as a terrifying wave of feram swept through the surroundings, causing the very fabric of space to distort and tremble.
Then came the bloodlust.
An overwhelming killing intent flooded the battlefield like a crimson tide, causing countless experts to pale instantly. Some even felt their breathing stop for a moment under the pressure alone.
"Hahaha!! Is it fine?! Can I kill all of you now?!"
Souta’s laughter echoed throughout the ruins like the roar of a bloodthirsty monster.
A figure slowly emerged from the depths of the shattered city.
Souta stared directly at Urhan. Crimson lightning coiled wildly around his body while monstrous energy poured out endlessly from his flesh. Every step he took caused the surrounding ruins to tremble violently.
His aura had become even more terrifying than before.
After slaughtering so many experts, the stat boost from his title, [Slayer], had already reached its maximum.
Souta no longer felt the need to hold back.
There was no reason for restraint anymore.
He could finally unleash his full power and slaughter Urhan alongside all of his subordinates without hesitation.
A grin slowly spread across Souta’s face.
Then blood began pouring out from every pore of his body. Streams of crimson rapidly wrapped around him, coating his flesh in an instant before hardening into armor.
[Blood Armor: Jade Spider]!!
Jade-white armor covered his entire body, sharp and sinister in appearance. Eight massive spider limbs extended from his back, unfolding slowly like the legs of a monstrous predator awakening from slumber. Their razor-sharp tips distorted the surrounding space as crimson lightning crawled across their surfaces.
BOOM!!!
The energy radiating from Souta exploded upward violently.
The surrounding seawater churned chaotically while cracks spread through space itself under the pressure of his aura alone.
Then, with a simple wave of his hand, thousands upon thousands of blood-red webs burst forth.
The webs spread across the battlefield like a living plague, filling the ocean in every direction. Each strand radiated deadly energy sharp enough to slice apart flesh and bone upon contact.
Souta slowly raised his head, his crimson eyes glowing with dangerous madness.
"I will indulge myself in this massacre... satisfying my desire."
His voice carried a chilling excitement that made the surrounding experts shudder instinctively.
"It’s been difficult holding back my emotions all this time..."
A vicious smile spread wider across his face.
"So... defend yourselves against me."
At that moment, Souta completely released his feral nature.
The monstrous bloodlust exploding from his body no longer resembled that of a rational being. It felt like an ancient predator had finally cast aside its chains and descended upon the battlefield to feast.
...
Orha City, the capital of the Creasant Republic.
The city was bustling and peaceful as usual. Crowds filled the streets, merchants shouted their wares, and countless lights illuminated the underwater metropolis.
Then everything changed.
BOOM!!!
A terrifying wave of energy suddenly swept across the distant horizon, shaking the entire city. Buildings trembled while the surrounding seawater churned violently.
The peaceful atmosphere shattered instantly.
"What’s happening?!!"
"I don’t know!!"
"This level of energy isn’t normal!!"
Panic quickly spread through the city. Even ordinary civilians could feel the overwhelming pressure coming from afar. The energy fluctuations were so immense that the seawater itself felt heavier, making it difficult for some weaker beings to breathe properly.
Everyone understood one thing immediately.
Extremely powerful beings were fighting somewhere in the distance.
And the battle was so monstrous that even Orha City could feel its aftershocks despite the enormous distance separating them.
...
Aqua Mountain Mansion, the residence of the president of the Creasant Republic.
A tall figure nearly three meters in height stood silently above the mansion. Purple scales covered his body while two pairs of powerful arms rested at his sides. A long tail swayed slowly behind him, radiating an oppressive aura.
This figure was the president of the Creasant Republic, Armante Orhano.
Armante stared toward the distant battlefield with a grave expression.
He recognized the energy signature coming from that direction immediately.
"President... these energy fluctuations...?"
A woman standing beside him spoke hesitantly. Her expression was tense, as she too seemed to recognize the source of that power.
"I know," Armante replied with a slow nod, his brows furrowing deeply. "It’s Urhan’s energy."
His voice turned heavier.
"Earlier, Urhan informed me that something happened in Hydro Land City. It seems a massive battle has broken out."
Armante narrowed his eyes.
The violent fluctuations spreading from the battlefield were enough to make even him feel uneasy.
Whoever Urhan was fighting was powerful enough to force the Supreme Commander into a full battle.
That alone was terrifying.
There were barely any beings in the entire Depths of Banquet capable of fighting Urhan on equal footing.
"President, perhaps this has something to do with the war between the Bodam Kingdom and the Tarrant Nation," the woman suggested cautiously. "Maybe we’ve been dragged into their conflict."
Armante shook his head immediately.
"No."
His eyes remained fixed toward the distant horizon.
"Even if those two countries wage an all-out war, it shouldn’t affect us to this extent."
A faint pressure leaked from his body as his expression darkened further.
"There are only a handful of beings capable of fighting Urhan directly... And almost none of them would come here."
The Tarrant Nation possessed terrifying figures such as the Matriarch of the Rulman Household, the Cave Leader of the Water Bison Clan, and the Leader of the Sea Humans.
All three were elders of the Supreme Council.
Meanwhile, the Bodam Kingdom had even more monstrous existences such as the former King of Bodam, the Clan Leader of the Kraken Clan, the Patriarch of the Waterfield Family, the Angler Queen of the Angler Cave, and the Alpha of the Sea Wolves Clan.
Every single one of them stood at the Ninth Shackle Realm or were Advanced Fifth Stage monsters.
They were beings capable of shaking entire countries with a single decision.
Their influence spread throughout the whole Depths of Banquet, and even the Creasant Republic constantly monitored their movements. Any one of them making a move could trigger a catastrophe large enough to plunge the entire region into chaos.
Armante’s expression grew heavier.
"Issue the highest-level alert immediately," he commanded in a deep voice. "Gather every available soldier and expert. Mobilize all nearby forces and head to Hydro Land City at once. Provide support to the Supreme Commander."
The woman beside him stiffened before bowing quickly.
"Understood!"
Armante himself was also a genuine Ninth Shackle Realm expert.
Although he was not as overwhelmingly powerful as Urhan, he was still one of the strongest beings in the Creasant Republic, a figure who stood above countless experts.
The moment his order was issued, the entire nation erupted into motion.
Alarms echoed across cities and military strongholds. Massive formations lit up one after another while communication arrays transmitted urgent commands throughout the country.
Experts rapidly armed themselves.
Support units hurriedly gathered supplies, medicine, and formation materials. Military fortresses that had remained dormant for years roared back to life as gigantic defensive weapons slowly activated.
From the lowest-ranked soldiers to the strongest experts of the republic, everyone moved frantically.
The atmosphere of peace that once covered the nation vanished completely.
A storm was coming.
And the entire Creasant Republic was preparing itself for war.
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