Fantasy Library.

Chapter 422 "The King of Warcraft"

Itogami Island is in imminent danger, causing constant unrest.

On the sea outside Itogami Island, Vatra seemed completely unconcerned about the artificial island inhabited by 560,000 people. He laughed wildly as he began to summon familiars incessantly.

The sea serpent Sagara is formed from ultra-high pressure water flow and can freely manipulate air pressure, transforming its own body into ultra-high pressure water flow to attack and cause explosions.

Like a frozen surface of water, it can create cracks in space, dragging enemies into them—the blue serpent Utpala.

The ferocious green serpent, Dechaga, is tens of meters long and can emit flashes of light from its eyes to burn everything.

There was also the black serpent Monas, which resembled a raging ocean; the golden serpent Anavatapta; and the serpent familiar Shuji, which had a thousand heads and manifested as countless snakes. Vatra summoned six familiars in one go, causing the Tomb of the Deep Ocean to crack under the force of the violent power.

Azer remained calm and, like Vatra, began summoning monsters incessantly.

The legendary hundred-headed dragon, Ladon, was responsible for guarding the golden apple.

Cerberus, the three-headed dog of hell, is a dark demon of death and the guardian of the gates of the underworld.

Otrus, the two-headed dog who guards the red bull herd and has a deep connection with Cerberus, the hellhound.

Nemia, a giant lion as solid as iron and impervious to swords and spears.

Other mythical creatures such as the lion-headed goat-bodied chimera, the sphinx, and the sea monster Scylla were summoned by Azer and attacked Vatra's serpent minions.

The two sides clashed in close combat, like terrifying monsters from a science fiction movie, fighting fiercely on the sea. The battle was so intense that it caused chaos and turbulent waves, plunging the sea around Itogami Island into complete disarray. Even the foundation of Itogami Island—the Foundation Gate—was shaking violently.

In the eyes of countless people, this was a natural disaster.

For countless people, this is a nightmare.

Especially when Azeroth's monsters had a complete advantage, in order to counter them, Vatra had to start fusing familiars again, fusing the six newly summoned familiars into three True Ancestor-level familiars, and together with the Steel Dragon that was initially fused, they charged towards Azeroth. The intensity of this battle had escalated to a point where no one could stop it.

"That's awesome! That's absolutely awesome! Hahahaha!"

Vatra has gone completely insane and can't stop now.

In contrast, Azer remained calm throughout, standing there without flinching even when the storm of Vatra's magic was enough to tear the entire Deep Sea Tomb apart. He stood firm like a mountain, completely enduring the terrifying magical storm without even changing his expression.

If it weren't for Azer resisting and bearing the power of Vatra, the luxurious cruise ship Tomb of the Deep Ocean would have long since disintegrated, and the hundreds of prominent figures from the political and business worlds inside would have perished, causing a major international conflict.

Of course, Azer wasn't intentionally protecting them; it was just that by resisting and bearing the power of Vatra, he indirectly reduced most of the pressure and burden on the Deep Ocean Tomb.

But Vatra no longer cared about anything.

At this moment, all he could see was that calm-faced man.

At this moment, his heart was filled only with joy and madness.

Before me stood an opponent whose true strength was unfathomable and unfathomable.

Given this, is there anything more worthy of attention?
No!

"To show my respect, I will give it my all!"

Vatra spread his arms, and the magic emanating from every part of his body materialized, shaking the atmosphere and the sea, while forming a familiar behind him.

That was Vatra's ninth familiar, and also his last and strongest familiar.

"Come forth, Ananda (the primordial serpent)!"

It was a terrifying beast.

The familiar's appearance is that of a snake tree that rises from the ground. Its roots, which are embedded in the sea, are writhing snake tails, its trunk is a twisting snake body, and its huge branches are ferocious snake heads, forming a snake tree that is hundreds of meters long.

The snake roots and branches spread out, completely enveloping the seabed. The snake familiars that Vatra had summoned earlier also intertwined and merged into this familiar, making the snake tree even more ferocious and larger. Even the branches turned into hydras, causing the Hydra on Azer's side to let out angry roars.

At this moment, Vatra not only summoned all nine of his familiars, but also completely merged them into one, forming a giant serpent with the tail as its root, the body as its branches, and the head as its crown, resembling the World Tree.

The Serpent Tree, rooted in the seabed and the earth, began to absorb the magic of the dragon veins in the earth, forming a serpent-like barrier that caused golden, poisonous miasma to spread.

“This is my full strength!”

Vatra shouted loudly.

Behind it, the giant serpent in the shape of the World Tree roared, and the sound waves instantly created a tsunami hundreds of meters high, blowing away the clouds in the sky. The magic power it emitted was strong enough to overwhelm multiple True Ancestor-level familiars.

This is why Dimitrij Vatra is considered the closest to the true progenitor.

With his special ability to fuse familiars, Vatra was able to rival the familiars of the True Ancestor when he fused two familiars, and in terms of power, he was equal to the familiars of the True Ancestor when he fused three familiars. However, even with this ability, he could not compare with the true True Ancestor.

The True Ancestor doesn't only have one familiar. The Fourth True Ancestor has twelve Calamity-level familiars, each of which is True Ancestor-level. Even if Vatra fuses several True Ancestor-level familiars, the number of familiars alone is not as good as the Fourth True Ancestor. How can he compete with the Fourth True Ancestor?
The other True Ancestors were the same, each possessing a large number of True Ancestor-level familiars.

For example, the emperor of the War King realm, the overlord of vampires, the oldest true ancestor, the first true ancestor, the forgotten War King, possessed a total of seventy-two familiar beasts.

Even if Vatra could fuse several True Ancestor-level familiars, how could they compare to this old monster?

Kovatra is still hailed as the vampire closest to the true progenitor, because of this familiar that is a fusion of nine familiars—Ananda (the primordial serpent).

This strongest fused familiar, summoned by merging all of Vatra's familiars and exhausting all his power, is enough to overwhelm multiple True Ancestor-level familiars and leave a single True Ancestor-level familiar far behind.

To put it bluntly, this familiar is far stronger than the ice familiar that Azer saw when it appeared in Aurora. It is a terrifying familiar that even the single familiar of the Fourth Progenitor, who is known as the strongest vampire in the world, can only look on with envy.

"Take my full power, Lord of Warcraft!"

As Vatra shouted, the giant snake tree behind him began to sway, and all the snake heads formed from its branches roared together, lunging at the monsters summoned by Azer.

The Hydra was the first to rush forward, angrily tearing at its head, but it was quickly swallowed up and disappeared without a trace.

The hundred-headed dragon Ladon, the three-headed hellhound Cerberus, the two-headed dog Otrus, the Nemean Lion, the lion-headed goat-bodied chimera, the sphinx, and the sea monster Scylla were all swallowed up by the giant snake tree in the midst of their struggles and battles, their hideous snake heads swallowing them whole.

The snake tree was still stirring, its countless roots and branches formed from the hideous snake heads roaring as it lunged toward Azer.

The fierce, brutal, and terrifying magic and oppressive aura finally caused a slight change in Azer's expression, which had remained calm since the start of the war.

"You're quite capable, Ophiuchus."

In a scene that anyone would have thought was a hopeless situation, Aize actually smiled.

"Then let me show you the true king of monsters."

Countless snake heads and tree roots engulfed Azer's body in the next second.

"Boom!!!" However, the next second, accompanied by a deafening roar, a violent magical force shot up into the sky, blasting away the countless snake heads and tree roots.

The magic, like a pillar of light, shot straight into the sky, while simultaneously unleashing terrifying shockwaves.

Azer transformed into a source of earth-shattering magic, summoning... "He".

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On this day, no one on Itogami Island could forget the scene they witnessed that night.

Whether he or she is in the city center of Itogami Island or in some remote corner, as long as they look up, they can see that figure.

He was so tall that he blotted out the sky and was taller than the heavens. The moment he appeared, his upper body disappeared into the clouds, and his top was completely invisible.

He possesses the head of a hundred dragons, and within each dragon's head, a jet-black snake tongue flicks in and out.

He had eyes that seemed to burn with flames, his body was covered with feathers, and he had a pair of wings. His feathers were matted and covered with dust.

His roar in that instant of life was like human speech, like the bellowing of a bull, like the roar of a lion, like the barking of a dog; it was like thunder, resounding to the four corners of the earth, leaving everyone's mind blank.

Countless people looked up at Him, their eyes glazed over.

Countless people opened their mouths, wanting to shout but unable to utter a sound.

Fear had been forgotten, and terror could not rise; only a sense of absurdity and an emotion that wanted to laugh but could not was running through their hearts, causing them to shed tears in oblivion.

People should be thankful that His target was not them, otherwise none of the 560,000 people here would have survived.

People should be glad that He came here to deal with only one person; otherwise, this 180-square-kilometer artificial island would not have left a single fragment and would have completely disappeared from the world.

After He appeared, He did only one thing.

That is, it stretched out its giant hand towards the serpent tree, which was as insignificant as a weed compared to itself.

"Bang!!!"

With a dull, thunderous sound, the Serpent Tree, powerful enough to overwhelm multiple True Ancestor-level familiars, was crushed by that giant hand as easily as crushing an ant.

"------"

Not long after, the hundred-headed giant that blotted out the sky disappeared.

As if it had never come into this world, its enormous body vanished like a mirage.

The turbulent sea gradually calmed down.

The violent atmosphere gradually subsided.

When everything returned to calm, the port of Itogami Island was almost completely destroyed, having sunk to the bottom of the sea and no longer resembling its original appearance.

As for the Deep Ocean Tomb, this luxury cruise ship miraculously survived, like a small boat bobbing on the sea near Itogami Island, looking fragile and pitiful.

On the cracked top deck, Aize stretched as if he had just finished warming up.

"Are you satisfied, Lord Ordiaru?"

As if asking someone if they had had enough fun, Aize smiled and looked at the deck in front of him.

"Ha ha……"

Vatra lay there and let out a dry laugh.

Upon closer inspection, his clothes were charred, and his skin and flesh were ulcerated. There was not a single intact part of his body, and his injuries were so severe that he seemed capable of being cremated on the spot.

This wasn't caused by an attack, but rather by the massive magical backlash generated when Typhon crushed his fused familiar, which nearly evaporated his body.

Such severe injuries would likely put even a True Ancestor, who is said to be immortal, on the verge of death.

It's nothing short of a miracle that Vatra survived and seems to be recovering rapidly from his injuries.

"The true...king of monsters?"

Vatra's laughter was like a leaky bellows, hoarse and unpleasant, giving the impression that his throat was burning with every word he spoke.

"Indeed...that is the true king of monsters...the true king of magical beasts..."

Despite being in great pain, vomiting blood with every movement, Vatra continued to laugh and talk, his body convulsing uncontrollably.

"I never expected... I'd actually see something like that... This trip was definitely worthwhile..."

Vatra turned his eyes, now only eyeballs, to look at Azer, and laughed in an extremely unpleasant way.

"Compared to that... what are the True Ancestor's Familiars... what are the world's strongest magical beasts... they're all just a joke, right?"

"That thing... was actually sealed inside an artificial life form...?"

"What's this called, the Chaos Dragon...?"

Vatra's chest heaved violently, as if he were amused by his own words or mocking the ignorance of the world.

Looking at Vatra like this, Aize remained completely unmoved.

"Although I find people like you annoying, killing you directly might make things more complicated later on."

"So, be glad you survived, and be glad I didn't have the energy to deal with your War King Domain."

"Otherwise, your life of being a war-loving man will probably come to an end here."

After saying those words, Aize turned around.

"If you dare to bother me again next time, I won't hold back."

As soon as he finished speaking, Aize's figure disappeared.

Vatra didn't look in the direction Azer disappeared; instead, he stood there, convulsing and laughing incessantly.

"As you command... the King of Warcraft."

Inside the dilapidated luxury cruise ship, Vatra's laughter continued for a very long time, without ever stopping...

(End of this chapter)