Chapter 2413

2413 - Returning the Favor

The entire universe was still trying to process the rapid expansion of Lord Robin's followers when the incident of the Behemoth Grafour joining and attacking the Syndicate without hesitation was newly added to the discussion.

Everyone began asking... Why?!

What could be said to them? Why were they even offered anything when Behemoths submitted one after another to Lord Robin? A Truth Chosen?

It was worth noting that the Four Great Powers were solitary forces with a certain authority over the Behemoths, but they could not move them!

The Dreamer, the Tyrant, the Archon, and the Lord of Thrones... none of them had a single true Behemoth working under their command!

But Lord Robin, within the span of a few years, had under his command: the Behemoth of Purity, the Behemoth of Time, the Oppression Behemoth, the Savage Behemoth, and the Behemoth of Gravity.

Five!!

He also had Renara and Hedrick, who were currently polishing two galaxies under heavy guard... meaning they would become seven when the two finished!!

No one among the high-ranking figures in the universe spoke of anything but this, along with predictions about when and where this expansion would stop, and whether the other Four Great Powers would allow it.

But the true elite, the actual observers... their eyes were on the strange front.

Not at Zavarus's position, where he is permanently stationed in Sector 107... no, but at Kiryān's.

Helmor the Destroyer is supposed to have camped in Middle Sector 114 and summoned his forces there, forces that will arrive at 114 at any moment, and from there he can take them toward 115 to invade Kiryān once again.

But there was a strange event...

Most of the Cradle Empire's forces in Middle Sector 100 moved to support the Oppression Galaxy.

After it was proven that they were no longer needed once all local powers had been subjugated, more than 700 of Nota's Fleets moved strangely to Middle Sector 115, along with a number of black wasps, or what they have begun to be known as now: the Direct Imperial Guard of Lord Robin.

A large number of Arrays and Royal Soul Masters also arrived as additional support.

Symbolic support also arrived from Arkail, Kaylis, and the Savage.

All of this is somewhat expected...

But what is unexpected is that Kiryān led his army toward Middle Sector 116!!

Kiryān himself took his disciples and boarded a great Space Gate and has already begun attacking the major powers there and subjugating them, while his entire army followed him in a strange and clear mission to tame Sector 116.

Death is literally knocking on doors—Helmor himself, the one who has reached the final quarter of his galaxy, is preparing to invade it once again. But Kiryān has gone to conquer another sector, leaving the task of protecting his galaxy in the hands of the support!!

Compared to the joining of a new Behemoth under Lord Robin, this didn't seem like big news... but to the experts, it was a devastating blow.

Kiryān's action says that Lord Robin's followers acknowledge Helmor's strength, which is why they didn't attack him directly—and at the same time, they challenge him to advance.

It also says their dreams of expansion know no bounds...

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Middle Sector 100—

*Hooooom*

Far from the conflicts, rumors, and speculations, a slender black vessel landed near a vast lake.

"Oh!" A number of unarmed citizens were initially startled by the landing of a strange vehicle in a place not designated for that. Mothers gently embraced their children, and men furrowed their brows in confusion.

This planet had lived in peace for a long time—so long that they had forgotten fear.

*Hssss* Theo stepped out of the Phantom Shadow's gate with a smile, raising his hands. "No need to worry. Go back to your fishing and strolling—nothing will disrupt your day here."

Several attendees shouted that they would report to the authorities if the vehicle wasn't moved or something of the sort, but Theo continued descending as if he heard nothing, his wide smile never leaving his face.

Five individuals descended after him... each one of them had an aura that shook the space around them. Upon seeing them... everyone fell silent once again.

Theo continued walking calmly along the lake shore until he spotted someone. He saw a person wearing a yellow robe fishing on the bank... and slightly changed his direction to head toward him.

When he arrived directly behind him, he spoke while staring at the lake, "Hello."

"...Hello." The person in the yellow robe replied calmly, "It's been a long time since you came to me, Little Theo."

"Yes." Theo nodded seriously, "115 years to be exact... since that day you made me pay a handful of billions to keep your hands away from the isolated zone. Do you remember it?"

"Do you hold that against me, Little Theo?" That person laughed, "You should thank me for giving you that opportunity. If not for me, everything would have collapsed from the start, and you wouldn't have had a chance to show off your strength as you do now."

"You speak as if you knew this would happen." Theo laughed, "If we didn't have the money, we would have been wiped out. If my father weren't a capable man, you would have trampled over our heads. And if we hadn't accelerated our development, our end would have been inevitable after 85 years."

*Thud* The yellow-robed man set his fishing rod aside and slowly rose to his feet, gradually releasing his aura as a Dominator, until he turned and stared directly into Theo's eyes. "What brings you here today, Little Theo?"

*Step* *Step*

The five behind Theo stepped forward slightly, their eyes flashing with a gleam... a gleam declaring clear murderous intent!

The yellow-robed man cast sidelong glances at them, then returned his gaze to Theo's eyes. "All the Millennium Emperors of Middle Sector 100, huh? That's not a sight you see every day." Then he narrowed his eyes slightly and gently tugged at Theo's collar. "What do you want, Little Theo?"

"..." Theo pushed the man's hand away, then lifted his head slightly. "Nothing little about me." He continued, "The Syndicate's presence in Middle Sector 100 is no longer acceptable—kindly leave."

"Have you gone mad?!" The yellow-robed man raised his voice. "I'm not like the secondary offices your people bully in the other sectors—we can turn a blind eye to this for now until orders arrive. But Sector 100 houses one of the Syndicate's main branches. Can you bear the consequences of a collision with us?!"

"Today." Theo flashed a confident smile. "You will vacate this planet and leave today."