The Empyreal Gem Master

A deathly cry of a Tier 6 Beast rang out across the battlefield as many heads turned ashen due to it!

A Tier 6 Beast Commander.

What did such a distinction mean?

For one to fall, groups of Tier 5 Ascendant Humans led by at least one Tier 6 Ascendant Human were required!

Yet, there were no Tier 6 Ascendant Humans here.

Only Beasts, and three humans with crimson wings of Lightning.

Faced with such a reality, the other Tier 6 Beast Commanders couldn't help but feel a sense of dread for their own mortality, their bodies instantly erupting with all their power!

"AWUU!" A Tier 6 Orc Commander bellowed out as his body enlarged.

From towering over 10 meters, his crystalline black skin and body enlarged to tower over five times in size as its eyes were red while looking at the Flame Hound.

It swung an equally enlarged club in its hands towards the beast as…

SAA!

BOOM!

The massive Flame Hound evaded as if it were a crimson phantom.

The large club smashed the frozen earth and caused a crater, with this Orc only being able to move its eyes in shock as it saw the figure of the Flame Hound already flashing behind him- its claw swiping down at a speed it couldn't avoid as a booming sound more terrifying than what it produced echoed out!

His obsidian body was caved into the earth while his life force cried out in dismay.

In another area.

A Tier 6 Peacock and an Elven Beast Commander stood side by side, an entire forest blooming around them defensively as large trees rose from the glacial surroundings!

[The Forest of Life]!

[Regal Fervor]|

Two abilities that complemented each other and overlapped rose up as the Beast Commanders sought to give themselves time and defend.

But…

BOOM!

The blooming forest cracked apart as the huge trees were overturned.

Dense and massive vines crackling with lightning erupted out as in the distance, Nueire glared at them coldly.

The Gem Masters from the city of Carthage on her back looked at everything happening with sheer incredulity as they didn't even know how all of this was possible.

But many scenes like this occurring across the front of the battlefield showed a single thing.

A disparity in power.

And surprisingly, it wasn't favoring those that one would expect!

"GAH!"

The Tier 6 Orc Commander that was smashed onto the earth wheezed out a breath as its eyes shook questioningly.

It wasn't dead?

Its eyes shook as the figure of a Flame Hound stood above him coldly, while in the distance, tens of thousands of Orcs from the army roared out with madness while ignoring everything- seeking to come and save him!

Yet the moment they neared the storm of lightning surrounding all the Titanic Beasts…they were forced to come to a stop and pull back, or they were killed right away.

It was maddening.

The Tier 6 Orc Commander felt all of this closely as its mangled body couldn't even rise up.

The claw of the Flame Hound pressed on it painfully as its very torn skin was being cooked from the sheer temperature of the flames surrounding the Flame Hound.

Painful.

It was too painful!

If it was going to be killed, why not make it quick?!

The moment this question rose, the bloodied eyes of the Orc Commander saw a flash of crimson light.

And moments later, a Young human whose eyes caused him to feel even colder appeared above.

His body was floating horizontally in the skies in an eerie manner as he floated down while voicing out calmly.

"Will you live or die?"

…!

He asked such a question as if he was mocking the Tier 6 Orc Commander.

Shame and fear filled the mangled Orc down below as his blood burned bright, his eyes becoming firm as he wanted to roar out!

But…

"Will you submit and live, or will you die with pride?"

His question expanded. Chapter Continue:

The pupils of the Tier 6 Orc Commander constricted greatly as it gave a brief glance to the deadly Flame Hound that seemed to just be waiting for orders, as well as the other massive Beasts and that powerful titanic Human facing the Beast Lord.

'Ah…'

Things finally clicked.

They were wrong from the very beginning.

They hadn't even managed to pinpoint the true enemy commander standing opposite them!

The Orc Commander looked at the eerie terrifying young human above it as it began to laugh with bloody tears and broken pride.

"Gaha-ha…live. I want to live."

…!

Nobody wanted to die.

Certainly not extremely powerful entities that had gained a taste of true power!

From above, a golden beam of light erupted from the chest of Alexander and went towards the heavily injured Tier 6 Orc Commander.

Closer to the Walls of Anan, but far in the skies, the massive figure of the Peacock was actually towering over 30 meters as it faced both Azazel and Claire, with Azazel and the Beast Lord looking like massive buildings smashing each other in the skies while Claire radiated rivers of scorching lightning!

CAA!

The Beast Lord cried out with a sense of anger.

"Are you all not listening?! Do not force me!"

As her voice boomed out, her beautiful head shone as a massive green crown appeared above her.

The crown was inlaid with thousands of Gems and radiating ecstatic power as it instantly released a blast that pushed away Azazel and Claire.

The eyes of the Beast Lord were ferocious.

"Do. Not. Force. Me!"

She seemed utterly enraged as she boomed out at this moment!

Behind her, a vibrant feathery tail vibrated with wonder as the green crown that had just appeared caused a shocking aura to spread across the battlefield.

What was this? What type of weapon could be this heart-shaking?!

"I say again, Fellow Gem Masters, can we have a discussion?"

Her words brimmed with confidence and power that seemed deeply ingrained in her!