Is that a Wisp?
chapter-1561-30041322

"We'll still need around ten minutes to finish laying down the formation," Feifei responded immediately.

"Ten minutes…" Dur-Te-Sara muttered, falling silent for a moment before sighing as she stared at the explosions from the Mong Realm Gods that used the power of the Spark. "I hope we have enough Gods to last that long."

"The resource reserve in the Mong Realm is holding up enough," Feifei replied, calculating everything that was happening throughout the entire alliance, forming the brains of the operation. She, Soren, Yloka, and Heavin formed the strategic headquarters that calculated everything.

Of course, even though he was sealed, Heavin was able to communicate with them through the Kun Realm Soul Trading Hub. After all, that was part of his body as well.

Plus, his Extreme Soul capabilities allowed them to devise the means to constrict Warakh in place so that they could take their time in killing her later.

The first part of the plan was the Mong Realm Gods. By exploding, they were also injecting the power of the Spark into Warakh's body.

Every time a Mental Attack was unleashed on her, these Sparks would travel using the gaps they created to spill into her mind, little by little.

Eventually, the Spark would take root in her mind, turning her into a trump card strong enough to take down another Primordial Beast with her.

But of course, the mind of a Primordial Beast was on a whole other level of structural stability. Even after injecting dozens of full-powered Sparks into her mind, nothing was happening. This was why they needed so long to finish the process.

The entirety of the Mong Realm Gods would have to die at least a couple of times before they amassed enough Sparks in her mind.

Unfortunately, it was easier said than done as Warakh roared, unleashing a beam that vaporized dozens of Gods. Some were from the Mong Realm, while the rest were from the other realms.

And these Mong Realm Gods that were killed by her beam wouldn't revive anymore.

"Kyaaa!" The Mong Realm Spirit screamed in shock before tearing up with a vengeful look, sensing its foundation fall as four of its representative Laws vanished for good, never to return. The greater the number of Gods that died, the greater the damage to its foundation.

And if enough were to die before the laws of the Mong Realm adjusted itself, it might even collapse due to the structural instability.

The Mong Realm might begin to collapse like the Tilk Realm.

And worst of all, due to the 27 Vassal Realms surrounding it, if the Mong Realm were to go down, they too would be caught up in the resulting chaos. After all, a Greater Realm's destruction would be stronger than a realm's destruction, the resulting spatial storm being enough to wipe out all Vassal Realms.

Boom!

"Keuk!" The Dolk Realm Champion grunted in pain, being sent flying away by Warakh's attacks, muttering in shock, "E-Even after being assisted by two other Laws, I'm still not her match?"

"Even if you were to wield a dozen laws, you wouldn't be my match." Warakh grinned as her throat had already healed by now. To buy more time, she expended the energy in her to heal herself, recovering faster than the damage being dealt to her.

She unleashed a shockwave, sending most of the nearby Gods flying, clicking her tongue when a spatial storm barrier appeared to protect them from harm, snickering as she gazed at the Dolk Realm Champion."You've lost the moment your God King died. None of you are even close to his level."

"The Garg Realm Champion is somewhat decent, but he's no match for my companion. Your death is assured." Her voice thundered all across the TTT as even the mortals, including the newborn, could hear her thundering voice, shuddering in response. "Your fate is one of demise."

"Give up and be assimilated into the storm."

"As if!" A loud roar resounded as Dur-Te-Sara personally took action, having noticed Warakh healing faster than she was sustaining wounds, no longer having any intention to command the troops, aware of what needed to be done.

Her figure vanished before reappearing above Warakh, punching forth once as, surprisingly, her attack grandly dented Warakh, surprising her.

"So, you're the God King's wife. No wonder." Warakh just muttered when suddenly, a mighty blow toppled her, breaking a couple of her bones as Dur-Te-Sara's might erupted in its entirety before suddenly turning her body ethereal.

Her representative law turned into meridians that highlighted her transparent body as they flowed in reverse, congregating into one place as Dur-Te-Sara transformed into an arrow and flew into Warakh's destroyed mouth, sensing mild fear creep up in the body language of the other party. "You were cocky earlier?"

"Dammit…!" Warakh was shocked before unleashing an energy pulse, desperately calling for help as immediately after, Turmul rushed in, puncturing a hole.

Dur-Te-Sara had just activated her power of the Spark, grinning as her body exploded into a terrifying maelstrom when suddenly, every God was slack-jawed, staring in shock at what had just happened.

"W-What?" This was her final thought before Dur-Te-Sara s' consciousness vanished. She stared incredulously at the pair of claws that had appeared mysteriously, grasping the explosion she had resulted in, the strongest the Mong Realm could throw with the power of the Spark.

And this entity was casually clutching it with his claws, containing the explosion while barely suffering mild scratches before soon, it clenched them, snuffing out the mighty explosion that would have critically injured Warakh.

With the explosion snuffed out was also the hope harbored by the Gods that they had a chance at winning this war against the Primordial Beasts.

"I told you to be careful, right?" A heavenly voice resounded through the place, unleashing a terrifying pressure on all the Gods. Some of the weaker Gods directly burst, unable to handle the pressure he emitted.

"H-How is this a Primordial Beast of the younger generation?" The Dolk Realm Champion muttered, pale-faced as he stared at the entity that was at least twice the size of Warakh. "He's an Adult Primordial Beast at the very least."

His words rang in the ears of everyone, causing them to lose all hope, for this was the opponent that they wished to fight against the last. After they had taken care of every other Primordial Beast, the strongest Primordial Beast dispatched to ensure the Gods lost the war, leader of the Primordial Beast representatives…

Kun Peng—Zeit!