The two tiger-men could no longer contain their rage.
More than worrying about whether they could win the fight, they despised being completely looked down upon by their opponent.
Taking deep breaths, they crouched into fighting stances.
As their aura rose, white mist began swirling around them.
Like clouds, the misty energy rotated around their bodies.
The flow of energy gathered from their limbs to their chests, then circled around their spines and waists before enveloping their limbs again.
[Combat Stance]
The nobles present noticed something different about these two tiger-men's aura compared to before.
At this moment, their presence felt more steady, their power more abundant.
Of course, Viktor also noticed this change.
As they entered combat mode, the two tiger-men before him revealed their health bars and levels.
Lv49
Lv47
Moreover, both tiger-men shared the same class—
"Martial Artists."
Viktor smiled faintly as he observed them, while his coat began to transform.
The originally fresh stream-like blue stripes gradually merged with a pale hue.
That flowing azure, previously reminiscent of a gentle stream, became more turbulent after combining with the white.
Like two forces intertwining, accompanied by surging collisions.
Huge raindrops were pouring down, striking Viktor's coat.
It seemed as if each raindrop brought with it a unique power.
The status bar below his health kept flashing, with various buff effects rapidly appearing.
The Water Calamity's enhancement caused his combat power to stack layer by layer.
The rain fell faster and more violently.
Suddenly, fierce winds arose.
Terrifying whirlwinds spun around Viktor, with wind currents gradually wrapping around his legs, blurring his indifferent expression.
Between the raindrops, a sinister smile seemed to gradually emerge.
The Wind Calamity's speed allowed him to move as swift as the wind itself.
Under the cover of the hurricane and torrential rain, emerald natural elements slowly merged into Viktor's body.
The Wood Calamity's stamina and regeneration granted him the most powerful physique.
Now, he had truly entered his optimal state for close combat.
The fierce winds kept sweeping through the damaged venue, while the dark clouds above the dome were stirred by these chaotic gusts.
The already crumbling dome began to shatter and collapse.
In an instant, it was torn apart and swept into the hurricane, completely merging with the chaotic downpour.
The torrential rain hammered against the golden ground, creating thunderous impacts.
Suddenly, the chaotic rainfall froze in mid-air once again.
In this suspended rainy night, it seemed everything here was under Viktor's willful control.
"Then let me show you—"
His voice drifted like the wind, so gentle it seemed to completely disregard the enemies before him.
"The gap between us."
...
Thousands of demi-humans rushed through the night like a black torrent, sprinting along the edges of the royal city.
They charged into the deep forest outside the city, stealthily moving through it.
The downpour easily soaked all the demi-humans fleeing the royal city.
Those countless raindrops falling on each demi-human brought a cold yet slightly heavy sensation.
No one could have imagined that this terrible rainstorm would cover the entire royal city.
Even after running beyond the city walls, this torrential rain continued to follow them.
The eagle-people flapping their wings in the sky had to exert tremendous effort with each wingbeat through the wind and rain.
What would have been an easy journey for them had now become extraordinarily challenging.
The demi-humans dared not take the main road, forced instead to run along muddy paths deep in the forest.
After all, the main road was too conspicuous, and they could easily be spotted by reinforcing troops.
After the exhausting long-distance trek, many demi-humans were completely drained, panting heavily with increasingly chaotic steps.
Most of the rescued demi-human slaves leaned against tree trunks, stopping to catch their breath.
They hunched over, gasping for air.
The eagle-people in the sky struggled to flap their wings, screeching in sharp voices.
With an exasperated tone, they shouted down at the mass of demi-humans below:
"Do you want to get caught? Do you want to return to those dark rooms and continue being slaves?"
"If not, then keep running!"
At these piercing words, countless demi-humans who had endured imprisonment and hunger forced their weakened bodies forward, continuing ahead with all their might.
Suddenly, several leopard-people at the front of the group came to a halt.
Their ears twitched, as if they had heard something.
From the dense forest nearby came the sound of bone armor clashing with steel armor, approaching them with a clattering noise.
The sound grew clearer and clearer.
As if it was right beside them.
The army!?
The demi-humans' hearts skipped a beat, then began racing frantically.
Though their group was numerous, most were just rescued from underground cells.
They were starving, severely exhausted, physically weak, and had no fighting capability.
Therefore, very few demi-humans could actually engage in combat with the army.
Moreover, those combat-capable demi-humans needed to protect those who couldn't fight.
With such large numbers, they had no time to escape.
At this moment, they could only hope this sudden military force wasn't too numerous.
The demi-humans' ears trembled slightly, their eyes full of vigilance.
The clattering sound of military footsteps approached from afar, echoing in the demi-humans' ears.
Along with these gradually approaching footsteps, the collision of bone and steel became increasingly clear and prominent.
Until those crisp footsteps finally stopped before them.
The escaping demi-humans collectively froze.
They hadn't expected that this military force really wasn't large, numbering less than a hundred.
Though they wore excellent equipment, the cat ears and dog ears swaying atop their heads revealed their true identity.
This was a force composed of demi-humans.
"So, they're our kindred?"
The eagle-people in the sky breathed sighs of relief.
Meanwhile, the leopard-eared demi-humans retracted their fangs.
The panting bull-people who had already dug holes in the soil with their feet gradually calmed down.
Though they didn't know where these kindred came from, the demi-humans relaxed.
The eagle-person flying in the sky couldn't help but look down.
Just as she was about to ask these kindred about their origins—
Suddenly, a black shadow instantly crossed the night sky.
The eagle-person was slightly stunned.
When she looked down again, she saw a jet-black crow silently landing on a cat-girl's head.
The crow's appearance caused all the demi-humans to feel surprised and confused.
Especially its single eye, which appeared particularly strange.
After Vega's gaze swept across these demi-humans, roughly surveying them, it finally spoke:
"Only a few thousand people?"
"Well, better than nothing."
???
A talking crow?
The demi-humans looked at each other, somewhat at a loss.
A crow that could talk?
Was this their imagination?
However, Vega quickly demonstrated to them.
This crow didn't just talk.
It bowed deeply to these confused demi-humans, as elegant as a gentleman.
"Allow me to introduce myself."
"I should be... an evil god."
As these words fell, it seemed even the surrounding air froze for a moment.
In this instant, the demi-humans suddenly felt their bodies being tightly gripped by an invisible giant hand, unable to move.
Their beast-like ears also stopped trembling under this terrifying pressure.
Even the eagle-people in the sky were frozen in mid-air, completely immobilized.
Yet strangely, their bodies seemed to be supported by something, suspended high in the air.
Suddenly, the rain stopped.
A deep blackness seeped out from Vega's body, circling past the cat-girl's head and slowly sinking into the muddy ground.
This darkness quickly spread across the ground, weaving together beneath the feet of thousands of demi-humans.
The next moment, the surrounding world began to distort, as if ink had been splashed on it and arbitrarily stirred.
A green mist rose up, swallowing countless demi-humans whole.
Even the surrounding forest became distorted and chaotic because of this.
In an instant, a deep emerald infinite space appeared before everyone's eyes.
Eerily green smoke filled the sky, while a deathly still and oppressive atmosphere enveloped the demi-humans.
The next second, they appeared in a sea of golden wheat.
The tall golden wheat field nearly swallowed half their bodies.
The endless golden waves of wheat bent in the wind, like rising tides, waves of motion floating on the glittering golden light.
The light reflected brilliantly in the demi-humans' deep eyes, casting scattered golden sparkles.
This golden wheat field seemed out of place in this chaotic realm.
As if in this deathly land, any sacred thing was an absolute sin.
Suddenly, the vast sky was quickly devoured by black ink, spreading in all directions.
Accompanied by a chill that penetrated into every demi-human's heart.
At that moment, the demi-humans collectively looked up at the sky.
In that dark sky, a strange single eye opened.
That giant eye carried infinite depth, with countless tiny compound eyes within its pupil.
Dense and numerous, like horrible things extending from rotting mud.
From those compound eyes, numerous twisted tentacles gradually crawled out.
Like unspeakable obscure things, twisting their bodies in mid-air.
That giant eye reflected all the golden waves and demi-humans below.
Along with deep and chaotic voices surging from all directions, pouring into every demi-human's ears.
"Although Viktor promised to let you leave, however—"
At this moment, the distorted words seemed to flow through their blood, penetrating their entire bodies and reaching deep into their souls:
"I haven't said you could go yet."
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