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Translator: Ashish
Translation Checker: Silavin
Spring passed, autumn came, and in the blink of an eye, two years had gone by.
Two years—while not long in absolute terms—felt like two decades, or even longer, in this era of newly awakened Spiritual Energy.
In those two years, the war between Earth and Elysia had reached its final stages.
As one looked around, the entirety of Elysia was marred by craters, both large and small, scattered across the continent like the remnants of a meteor shower. These craters were not mere natural formations but the aftermath of fierce confrontations.
They bore witness to the final, desperate attacks of Natural Disaster-Class Transcendents in their last moments of fury. Each battle, a clash of titans, had left its indelible mark on the land, reducing Elysia to a landscape of devastation and ruin.
But it was precisely this level of destruction that allowed the war between worlds to approach its conclusion in just two years.
*Roooooooaar…* Suddenly, a majestic roar shook the heavens as endless darkness rolled in from the horizon.
If one looked closely, they would discover an immense and majestic Black Tiger galloping at the forefront of the waves of darkness.
This was Dark Tiger, the Commander of the Legion of Darkness—one of the seven Natural Disaster Legions of Misty Mountains. After devouring the Dark Element Fruit, he had transformed into the embodiment of the abyss, gaining dominion over darkness itself.
In two years, after countless brutal battles with the Troll that ruled the Forest of Trolls, Dark Tiger had grown to become a top-tier Natural Disaster. His fearsome combat power was now capable of rivaling a Demigod.
Meanwhile, in another direction…
*Screeeech…* A sharp yet melodious cry echoed through the sky as a dazzling light lit up the horizon.
Immediately after, a towering white pillar of light descended, piercing through the clouds.
At the center of this pillar, a magnificent pair of butterfly wings spread wide, radiating an aura of holiness and warmth that instantly enveloped everything.
Visible to the naked eye, countless Mutant Beasts still dripping with blood had their wounds mended. Even their energy and vitality began to recover.
“It’s the Butterfly Empress! The Butterfly Empress is here…”
“It’s really her—the legendary Butterfly Empress who can shatter the sky with her light.”
…
Excited voices rang out across the land as Earth’s powerhouses looked on in awe. The Butterfly Empress, Commander of the Misty Mountains’ Legion of Light and the Embodiment of Light herself, had made her presence known.
Though she seldom took to the battlefield, her role was nothing short of indispensable in the war against Elysia. Each appearance of hers was a beacon of hope, lighting up the skies and healing every ally in her path. Her mere presence had undeniably reduced the casualties on the battlefield, offering a lifeline to countless warriors.
In truth, every surviving strong warrior owed her a debt of gratitude, a fact that elevated her to near-reverential status among the invading forces of Earth.
As a matter of fact, many remarkable individuals had emerged among Earth’s powerhouses who survived the invasion.
From the Four Heroes of China to the Three Scourge of America, and from the Seven Emperors of the Sea Clan to the newly risen Ten Fiends among the Mutant Beasts—each was a formidable force with extraordinary combat prowess. Some of these figures possessed strength that could rival even Demigods.
Yet, this list did not encompass the Powerhouses of Misty Mountains. Misty Mountains had grown to an overwhelming level of power—so immense that it was almost suffocating.
To the extent that Misty Mountain had transformed into a supernatural force in its own right.
As far as people knew, each of these famed and powerful individuals had become Honorary Guests of Misty Mountain.
And what did that mean? It needed no explanation.
These warriors, having emerged from mountains of corpses and seas of blood, had honed their skills to perfection. In terms of combat strength, or anything else, they far surpassed ordinary warriors.
When they eventually returned to Earth, the entire balance of power on Earth would change drastically.
And yet, all these fearsome powerhouses had become Honorary Guests of Misty Mountains.
Because of this, there were even rumors that the invasion of the alien world was merely a trial set by Misty Mountains to select the strongest powerhouses.
…
Just then…
*Rooooooooaar…* A thunderous Dragon Roar shattered the horizon as a sprawling mass of oppressive dark clouds, heavy enough to crush the land, rolled in.
Simultaneously, the overwhelming Dragon Prestige of one of the most formidable races—the apex predators of the food chain, the Dragon Clan—descended upon the earth.
*Thump, thump…* The ground trembled and cracked under the immense pressure.
Peering into the storm clouds, one could make out colossal Dragons soaring through the tempest.
Among them, the most fearsome was a Purple Dragon. It seemed to wear a crown, and its palm-sized purple scales crackled with lightning.
The sheer Dragon Prestige radiating from it summoned an endless sea of thunderclouds.
This was the Tenth Great Beast of Misty Mountains, the leader of the newly emerged Dragon Clan—known as Lightning Dragon—Little Tenth.
As cold and aloof as the legends described, a mere glance from him felt like a freezing jolt to the soul. His power was as formidable as the tales suggested, and even the unintentional aura emanating from him made the pupils of Earth’s powerhouses and the Dark Tiger Clan contract in fear.
“Demigod…” murmuring to himself, Dark Tiger looked at Little Tenth with a hint of surprise.
[Who would have thought that in just two years, just two years, he would step into the Demigod Realm, becoming a fearsome Transcendent on the verge of Tier-5. As expected of Misty Mountain’s most legendary prodigy, his talent is simply extraordinary. But what’s even more frightening is that he is different from other Demigods. At the very least, no other Demigod has given me such an overwhelming sense of oppression.]
*Haaaaaa…* Suppressing the shock in his heart, Dark Tiger took the initiative to greet, “Long time no see, Venerable.”
Dark Tiger’s majestic roar pierced through the skies, his voice echoing for kilometers.
The aura and majesty emanating from him rivaled that of an ordinary Dragon.
“Indeed, it has been a while, Dark Tiger…” A gentle response came from the depths of the storm clouds, as Lightning Dragon’s gaze toward Dark Tiger softened.
As a matter of fact, the title ‘Venerable’ was reserved exclusively for the Ten Great Beasts of Misty Mountains.
It had nothing to do with strength or other qualifications. The Ten Great Beasts held a position in Misty Mountains second only to the Divine Tree, with supreme authority over all of Misty Mountains.
However, it was rumored that among the Ten Beasts, only Lightning Dragon, Sarcosuchus, and White Tiger were still active in the world. The others had seemingly vanished.
However, those in the know were aware that they had not disappeared. Rather they had been summoned by the Divine Tree and were training in a secret location.
Today, the gathering at the center of Elysia was a direct order from Misty Mountains’ First Great Beast—Nine Tails!
One more thing that was noteworthy was the term ‘Great Beasts’ was not something most dared to use.
Many had already begun referring to them as the ‘Ten Divine Beasts under the Divine Tree!’
In fact, the name ‘Ten Divine Beasts’ had already become legendary throughout Elysia.
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