Chapter 2468

2468 – The Battle of Determining the Scales - 1

Three years later—the year 788 after the Coronation

Mid Sector 90—next to the Buffer Zone

Today… is the day the horde forces arriving from Mid Sector 89 will arrive.

Based on the spot they entered from and the angle of entry that was observed, they will inevitably emerge from here, as there is no way to change direction inside the Buffer Zone.

Accordingly, the armies belonging to Lord Robin were gathered.

Renara at the front, wearing golden armor streaked with black, even her nine tails were adorned with pieces of golden armor like bracelets that added to her splendor, holding a Thick Spear emitting an ancient aura and closing her eyes… waiting.

Behind her stood Grafour, the Behemoth of Gravity, in full armor holding a round hammer; a huge man over two meters tall, with a square face, and protruding jawbones, with an intense aura and even more intense pressure. And behind him his sons stand in rows, thirty of them… he came to fight to the end, but the expressions of anger and resentment dominating his face say that he has not yet resigned himself to the situation.

On his right stood Arkail, the Behemoth of Time. For the first time in countless years, Arkail wore armor… light blue armor mixed with white, holding a Scepter in his left hand, and carrying an Hourglass on the palm of his right hand. Behind him stood thirty of his sons as well, all armored and fully armed.

To Arkail's right, a massive purple dragon circled, slowly rotating around itself, emitting a mighty Aura. It was Zavarus, and behind him were ten of his sons, each having already taken their savage form — a winged tiger or a giant turtle — but the most eye-catching of them all was Zarion, his eldest son, who had taken the form of a shining silver dragon.

On the other side, next to Grafour, stood a man with disheveled clothing and long tied hair, wearing a dark blue robe belonging to the Soul Masters, and beneath it, armor belonging to close-range fighters. In his right hand, he held a great spear that could be used for both severing and thrusting, while his left hand was covered by several miniaturized spiritual arrays.

It was Kiryān, the Behemoth of Oppression, and behind him were ten of his closest disciples.

And behind them all stood Kaylis, wearing a crimson dress brimming with vitality and combat energy, and behind her were thirty of her sons and daughters.

And behind all of this stood Omis and Omira, along with Glacion from Sector 99, the Six Greats from Sector 101, and a number of Guardians, Monarchs, and Soul Masters above the seventh star who had been subdued in the Sectors from 90 to 117, totaling thirty.

With a total of 140 Dominators, before them were five Behemoths, and before them all stood the Emperors Killer, Renara.

The terror and pressure of that Formation were almost indescribable. Although every Behemoth was forced to leave a number of his sons and disciples behind to protect his lair, and each one of them left behind as many as the danger surrounding him warranted… the Formation possessed a power the universe had not seen in a very long time.

At what point in history had five Behemoths and dozens of leaders of the Millennial Empires gathered under a single banner?

This was not an alliance—they were all literally operating under the command of one person.

This was regardless of Renara standing at the front… a woman whose power was compared to that of Marlik the Butcher, and whose name had shaken the Soul Society and all thousand Sectors after the clashes that occurred over the past three years.

And behind all of this?

Thousands of Nexus States stood lined up in succession, with a full kilometer between each one and the next, like a giant network of power waiting to pounce on a raging Squadron or a heedless Guardian.

At their forefront stood 700 Royal Soul Masters from the Burton Family, ten full divisions, each division standing in a Formation led by its Boss, and all their Formations ready to engage a Dominator if necessary.

Behind all of this was a Formation of hundreds of thousands of World Calamities… In this Formation, the Centennial and Multi Empires contributed, and even the small Kingdoms subordinate to Lord Robin, with everything they had, and so this massive Formation emerged, led by a number of fourth-rank sons of the Behemoths… This Formation alone, of World Calamities, could attack and occupy a sector.

But the display of power was not over yet…

Behind them stood a massive Squadron composed of 3,000 Nota-4 Fleets.

Three thousand Fleets that had terrified the universe for centuries. Only one hundred of those Fleets were enough to overturn the equations in entire sectors, as proven in Sector 101 time and again. Today… three thousand of them had gathered.

Moving among them were a number of Fast Support Vehicles and Phantom Shadows, some preparing to strike the gaps, while others carried out filming and gathered information…

And behind all this, there were no less than 20,000 fleets of different colors gathered from all the subordinate powers of Lord Robin. They were divided into squadrons, each squadron had its own color, each squadron came from a different empire, and each squadron was responsible for intervening at specific points when the war began so that no conflict would occur.

And all of this, this tremendous display, was being broadcast.

The Shadow Swords' filming via live broadcast through the Soul Society terrified everyone, and made everyone who had status in the universe and those who did not abandon their work and devote themselves to watching with mouths agape from the horror of what they saw; for there was no benefit in trade and agriculture when the fate of the universe was being decided today.

Everyone trembled from the horror of the devil's powers, Robin Burton, and from the awfulness of the idea of the alliance forces led by Marlik the Butcher being defeated today, for then this flood of power would begin to flow to destroy them all, kill their children, and offer them to the plague!!

Whoooom

At this moment, the wall of the Buffer Zone began to melt.