Chapter 208

Chapter 208

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Leylin looked at the tantrum battle with intrest, he was intrigued about the combat style and techniques of these world inhabitants.

Leylin has kept his army in battle ready stance for a long time in fact they were always ready to march out as soon as Leylin orders and this was because he didn’t want give other continents any chance to gain any leverage. He wanted to sweep in and destroy the Ancestor gaining full control of the continent immediately taking control of the situation in left over places and isolate the outside forces keeping them at bay.

Leylin strategy is very simple, divide and conquer; conquer and digest; digest and integrate; integrate and rule.

Instantly, many fighters appeared on the massive city walls of Rueh, radiating light that shaped itself into many forms with destructive power as it attacked the defensive formation of the city.

The higher rank cultivators attacked from the behind using spell like attacks. The Spirit Cultivator have many styles of fighting and the most eye catching one is the wand wielders who throw attacks channeling their spirit thread force into various chanting spells.

*Boom!*

Flames! Tongues of flame shot out, swallowing the Atma Clan and Azad Army nearby. They gradually grew larger, slowly spreading out further.

Raging flames burned like a giant torch in the middle of the battlefield, inflicting innumerable casualties.

Maroon stood right before the city gates, which were being destroyed. His pale face recorded no feelings but his eyes were flashing with myriads of emotions at the sight before him. The burning corpses had a pungent odour which sent shivers down his spine.

After waiting for the fire to burn out, the attackers charged to the base of the walls and were about to enter battle with the city guard.

Out of the corner of his eye, Maroon noticed Leylin standing still midair without doing anything. His face was indifferent to the conflict below as he stared straight at the largest tower of the Rueh city.

To Leylin only those who survived this baptism of blood and fire are good enough for further nurturing. Although Leylin wants to preserve them for future uses, he understand that useless mob without real ability isn’t the way to go. And these hot blooded youths need to experience real fighting experience and stand at the edge of their life.

“This is the end of my lifelong grudge huh, Strangely I don’t feel anything!” Maroon looked at the city gates being conquered and demolished and understood that the Atma Clan dooms day is today but he didn’t feel neither happiness nor sorrow. For him, this is now a task to be accomplished for his master.

As Maroon was thinking these things suddenly the sight of his beautiful and angel like daughter appeared in mind and what would her future be if he didn’t complete this battle successfully, instantly his will to destroy his enemies become more firm and resolute.

“But surely enough it feels like a burden is lifted off my shoulders.” Maroon sighed as his eyes steeled and he immediately took the command giving out various orders.

Outside the walls of Rueh, the war raged on. Under the organized command, the battle power of the army had risen by several levels. Rueh City was embroiled in intense battle, with the weakest rung suffering the most casualty.

The lack of numbers were apparently clear now as the gates were overwhelmed and finally crushed as the army poured instead.

Under such high pressure, the atmosphere in grew increasingly heavy. A sense of an impending crisis enveloped the hearts of the Atma Clan members.

Fluorescent light exploded at the walls, revealing unending defensive runes cracked. Large amounts of energy particles brought with them a terrifying destructive power, launching inwards against the Clan members.

The charging Clan members to intercept the army were injured by energy particles of multiple elements, covering their bodies with wounds. It resulted in a rain of flesh and blood.

A few of the more powerful ones dodged the attack. They climbed up on the carcasses of their comrades and clashed with the soldiers on the walls.

In a moment, blood and fire exploded!

The Army and Clan fighters on the walls bellowed, and all sorts of spells and energy fluctuations were released. Numerous carcasses fell from the walls.

Both the party knew that today would be the end of this long conflict as the horde of soldiers continued to charge with reddened eyes, unfearing of death.

*Tak tak tak!* Regular explosions sounded. The elite team of Azad army seemed to have received an order, as they began to advance.

“Attack!” One of the general rushed towards the wall, brandishing the black lance in his hand.

Multiple snowy-white pointed javelins were sent thrusting like blooming flowers, and a few soldiers in leather armour collapsed, blood splattering everywhere. Amongst them, there was even an elder of the clan!

In front of the elites who have received the learnings of Maroon granted by Leylin, regular soldiers and knights could not take on even a single blow, and only high level combatants had a chance to win.

Soon, the Country Monarch clashed against each other elevating the casualties further ahead and the Quasi-Continent also faced off. Maroon stood before his father and the three generals took the remaining Quasi-Continent elders and the last remaining General of Azad Army took care of the higher number of Atma Clan monarchs.

“For him to not come out even now, it’s seems the Ancestor is preparing for something.” Leylin commented, watching the scene below but he had enough of waiting around as he was bored now.

At this moment, the warriors below felt a terrifying soul shaking bursts of spiritual force like a tornado hitting them as it aimed at the Main Tower of the Azad Clan. Leylin is taking the fight to the Ancestor in his home ground not waiting to snoop him outside.

*Boom*

A phantom of an overbearing White Tiger carrying irresistible wind strength and revolting tornadoes appeared behind Leylin as his forcefield attacked the building and a silver defense shield immediately conjured and faced him off.

‘Hmmm…It seems that the Ancestor have a reason to stay inside there, if my guess from the stimulation and assumptions made by A. I. Chip scanning is correct then that structure is similar to that of a Magus Tower!’ Leylin stroked his chin, thinking of something, This current predicament would mean that Ancestor would have a superior advantage against Leylin by fighting there. ‘He wants me to be impulsive and try to crush me with an advantage but it wouldn’t matter either way.. ‘

Leylin immediately went inside the area of influence of the Tower without carrying of the plans of the Ancestor and sure enough, he was correct.

His eyes sparkled, and soon after he suddenly lifted his head and looked into the sky just above the Tower.

A small black dot grew larger and larger, pressing down like a small mountain. The approaching figure was that of matured but young man whose body was ghastly pale in color and had extremely bewitching patterns on his slim body like an artistic tatoo. His body was draped in a black and gold royal clothes, the white clear eyes leaving a deep impression.

“It’s the Ancestor! Oh God, The Ancestor has come finally!” Red who was facing Maroon burst out in maniacal laughter. Red has tried everything he could to kill Maroon, the sinner of the clan but he was easily squashed by him, midway through Red was sure that Maroon was just playing with him and the gap between them is unbelievably high.

Red understood that had no way to defeat this previously unadorned, filthy, servant born bastard of his. Even with a forbidden technique and sacrifice of many clansman he is still too weak against Maroon.

Maroon has killed everyone who ever mattered to Red, Maroon has brought their family to this state and today he is eradicating their whole line. And he could do nothing but witness at the fall of his Clan.

Red broke down and Maroon eye held no sympathy for him, “Let’s just end your misery old man. Go meet your family in the afterlife.”

Maroon didn’t have any desire to prolong his misery, he had many thoughts of torturing him back in his younger days but after this much time has passed and gaining so much experience he just wanted to end this soon and become a father that his daughter deserves.

Maroon held a longsword in right hand and a bone wand in his left and with a whoosh he arrived before Red who has knelt down before the Ancestor. Emotional tears flowed down from his eyes.

“Oh Great Ancestor, you’re finally here! This criminal has committed a grave mistake, we need you to judge him! —”

Maroon raised his wand and chanted strangely as he shouted, “Frost Lord Rage!”

Before Red could finish speaking, a faint blue light enveloped it in a moment, turning him into an ice sculpture.

Maroon walked near the sculpture raised his sword and crashed in against Red’s sculpture as web of cracks emerged on this sculpture, covering it up entirely before it shattered into pieces. It sounded like a glass cup had fallen to the ground.

Red, along with the ice sculpture, had turned into dust. Faced with such strength, even the powerful Grand Elder fall right before the disbelieving eyes of the Clan members breaking their moral.

Maroon looked up and saw the figure of the two unfathomable experts staring at each other as he muttered, “This battle is no longer ours, it is the battle of the emperors!”

“Kill them all! Glory To The Supreme One!” Maroon raised his longsword as he roared and the Azad Army increased their momentum.

While the battlefield was engulfed in another frenzy, Leylin and the Ancestor didn’t care as they looked at each other.

“You are much younger than I thought you would look.” Leylin said looking at the strange yet charming youth before him.

“You really are at Sovereign level but how is this possible!?” The Ancestor looked at Leylin with bewilderment and fear.

“Hello, Ancestor of the Atma Clan and ruler of Sahasrara Continent!” Leylin bowed.

“There are only seven seats and usually there could be only seven Continent Sovereigns unless one passes aways and another ascends. To ascend into Sovereigns ranks without a seat can only mean one of two possibilities.” Ancestor looked intently staring straight at Leylin trying to figure him out.

“Oh What would that be, care to enlighten this junior!” A mocking smile emerged at the corners of Leylin’s lips. He was also rather intrigued by his reaction especially the unbelievable expression regarding Leylin being at Sovereigns rank.

“This cannot be!?” The Ancestor didn’t reply to Leylin as if he didn’t hear but said something which was both his confusion and his understanding.

“Let’s make this easy, just step down and accept me as you ruler and I would spare you.” Leylin said icily, he waited for the Ancestor to reply and elaborate about the previous statement but he only staring straight at Leylin with confusion and an incomprehensible expression.

“No matter who you are, you shall perish since you dare to come before me.” The Ancestor snapped out of his confusion and said indifferently as a powerful undulation erupted from his body.

“That would be a great pity!” Leylin shook his head, as if he was feeling sorry for the Ancestor’s irrationality.

A blood-red light shot out of the eyes of the Ancestor in a flash. As if the entire earth was shaken, thunder roared and his entire body jumped into motion from his stationary state, coming before Leylin as if he had broken through the boundaries of time and space.