"Just push through," Gideon said nonchalantly. Lysander pushed the aircraft to its maximum capacity, dodging enemy fire and attempting to break through using brute force. In response, the ground bases unleashed their full might. "Take it down!" A barrage of firepower, ten times stronger than before, surged in, overwhelming everything. Even Lysander looked alarmed. The aircraft's interception system kicked into gear, but they were vastly outnumbered and couldn't withstand the relentless assault. "Sir!" Lysander called out. Gideon snorted coldly, opened the cabin door, and faced the all-encompassing gunfire with a fierce cry. The Solar Titan Physique activated. The aircraft transformed into a radiant sun, emitting countless beams of light. An intense, scorching energy erupted, spreading in all directions and causing the incoming bullets to explode before they reached the aircraft. "Sunstorm," Gideon commanded. The intense energy swirled into a massive storm, lifting t
"Sir, we've entered the airspace of the Kingdom of Lullin," Lysander warned with concern. "Lullin is the most powerful kingdom on this continent. We might face serious trouble if we cross through it directly." Gideon responded, "I can't worry about that now. We need to reach Tylland as quickly as possible." No sooner had he spoken than streaks of fire erupted into the sky with a loud boom, unleashing a barrage of overwhelming firepower. The intensity surpassed what they had faced at the northern border pass, yet Lysander remained calm. He trusted Gideon completely. "Prepare for action!" Gideon reopened the cabin door. Here it came! Lysander's anticipation grew as he watched Gideon's tall and commanding figure, awaiting the "miracle". The Solar Titan Physique activated. A brilliant light and a powerful, searing presence spread out, obliterating the incoming firepower from afar."What?" The ground strike combat troops were filled with fear. What was happening? They cou
Gideon's brows furrowed, and he replied icily, "Enough. I'm merely passing through and mean no harm. If I've bothered you, I apologize, but I'm pressed for time. Keep this up and more innocents might get hurt—I don't believe that's what you want." "Silence!" Benedict snarled, gritting his teeth. He saw Gideon's words as a facade, an attempt to shame him rather than any genuine kindness. Gideon sighed, glancing around quickly. "Are all these people royalty, judging by their attire? I wonder if King Franco is present." Just then, Camila, Jorge, and Carmelo Madron, King of Naporia, hurried over. "What do you mean? Why are you asking about Franco? Are you looking for him?" Camila inquired. "Indeed, I am looking for King Franco." "He is not here. Word is that there's internal strife in Tylland, and he's occupied with those matters." "Thank you," Gideon said, preparing to close the cabin door. But Benedict shouted, "You think you can leave after embarrassing me? I can't let y
Shock gripped them. It was an utter shock. Benedict and his three companions were utterly dumbfounded. They gaped at Gideon, who stood at the plane's cabin door, their minds reeling and struggling to process what they had just seen. The onlookers, including the other kings, felt an even deeper sense of dread. Unbelievable! A single punch to defeat four kings! What did that signify? It was akin to single-handedly overpowering the continent's mightiest forces. Only Franco was absent. Had Franco been present and all five powerful kings subdued, it would truly signify dominion over the entire continent. Such power! In that instant, everyone looked at Gideon with admiration and awe. Some instinctively fell to their knees. Once one person kneeled, a wave of onlookers followed suit, bowing in reverence. Gideon surveyed the scene and said calmly, "I'm merely passing through. I have no other intentions. Let this matter rest here. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Wi
"Who are they?" he asked in a frosty tone. "I don't know," came the reply. "Mr. Hager mentioned they're quite distinguished and requested you to receive them." "Very well. Let them in," Martin Hadler agreed with a nod. Moments later, Gideon led the way into the grand hall, with Umbra and Lysander trailing behind. His focus was unwavering as he ignored everyone else and locked eyes with Martin. "Are you the leader of the rebel army?" he inquired. "How dare you!" a general immediately shouted in outrage. "We are the legitimate force here. What do you mean by 'rebel army'? Choose your words carefully, young man. This is your only warning." "Kneel down!" The command was as compelling as a divine decree. The words had an instant effect. The general, who possessed transcendent abilities, found himself unable to resist, as if immense weights were placed upon his shoulders. He collapsed to his knees with a loud crash, his kneecaps shattering on impact. A piercing scream res
Siward was born with an enchanting allure, which was the source of her strength. Now, with just one look, Gideon could see that her enchanting allure was compromised. For her, this was a profoundly severe injury. At that point, Siward became earnest. "Ian and the others are in trouble." "What do you mean?" "Come with me. I'll explain everything." Siward took hold of Gideon, and they left the grand hall immediately. Martin and the other generals were left behind. However, they bore no resentment. Still, a trace of disappointment appeared in Martin's eyes.… In the backyard, Siward shared some details. After the champions arrived in Tylland, they began conducting covert investigations. They had indeed found evidence of The Light Council. Furthermore, it seemed they were close to uncovering some critical information. The Light Council was engaged in some unknown and mysterious activities. "Genetic engineering?""Yes."Siward's expression was grave. "The secret we unco
Gideon cautioned, "There are still some small cracks. Be careful. You need more treatment." As he spoke, the other champions began to regain consciousness one by one. While their injuries were no longer life-threatening, they remained very weak and required time to recover. "What happened to us?" "Are we dead?" Timmy exclaimed, "What are you talking about? You're all alive and fine. Gideon saved you from the brink of death, and even the Grim Reaper wouldn't dare argue!" "Sir!" The group was thrilled. Gideon comforted them, "You've all endured a lot. From now on, just focus on recovering." "Can you still contact Ian and the others? I need to find out where they are." "Sir, when we parted ways, we agreed to meet at the Great Rift of Death in southeastern Tylland. We can only head there and hope for the best!" "The Great Rift of Death," Gideon repeated to himself. "Then, that's where we'll go."As everyone boarded the aircraft, Gideon turned to Siward, asking, "Aren't y
"Martin, surrender. You can't halt our progression on your own. The Pope and King Franco have commanded the destruction of the 39 cities held by the rebel forces within a single day. "In fact, it won't even take that long. Once we capture you—the key figure of the rebellion—the other cities will fall without resistance. "You are a skilled individual, reaching the pinnacle of the sixth rank in transcendence. Even within The Light Council, you would be significant. If you choose to surrender, I can introduce you to the Council," Bertram spoke with immense arrogance. His tone implied he was offering Martin a favor. Yet, Martin felt nothing but contempt. "The Light Council? Ha! There are only a few members there worth acknowledging. The Pope and the commander of the ten elite legions are among them. But you, Bertram, are the last person I would respect!" "Hmm?" Bertram's expression grew grim. Fury overtook him. "You're so obstinate! It appears you're intent on resisting to the end.
Across The Light Council, aside from the Pope, no one else at his age had mastered the seventh level of the Divine Light Blade. This included the ten Legion Commanders. Even the extraordinarily gifted Orabella hadn't reached this level.Yet, Leomer had succeeded!"The seventh level…" Orabella's gaze flickered as she murmured, "Leomer truly is formidable.""With this skill alone, when Leomer steps down as Legion Commander, he will have a chance to become an Envoy of Light."The Envoy of Light was a special title and position. The Pope personally nominated the candidates, who were then elected through a vote.This role was not bound by The Light Council's regulations. Envoys of Light answered directly to the Pope, who had full authority over them.Though they held no official power within The Light Council, their status was unquestionably high as the Pope's most trusted aides. Some had even gone on to inherit the title of the Pope. Throughout The Light Council's history, many Envoy
The Guardian Legion of The Light Council held immense significance. It was one of the most crucial legions. Its duty was to safeguard The Light Council.However, for Leomer Peele, there was one person he vowed to protect above all else. That person was Orabella.Now that he had her approval, Leomer had no reservations. Gripping his massive sword, he strode onto the battlefield."Divine Light Blade." Leomer's long hair stood on end as his greatsword radiated brilliance.All he did was a simple vertical slash with no elaborate technique. Yet, with this single downward strike, it was as if the world had split apart. A sword energy wave spanning 880 yards materialized out of thin air.In an instant, the combined energy of the champions was severed."Dragon Severance!" Leomer swung his sword again.It was still a simple sword movement, but this time, it was a horizontal slash. The massive energy dragon formed by the champions, already split open, was now completely severed. It collap
At this moment, deep within the Great Rift of Death, in a territory filled with a sinister presence, a group of men and women were trapped. Their bodies bore various degrees of severe injuries."They're attacking again!" Ian gritted his teeth.Seeing another terrifying energy blast descending upon them, the champions once again joined forces to shatter it. However, they were truly reaching their limit.They fled there upon being pursued by Tylland's army and The Light Council's elite forces, only to be found and trapped again.The Light Council had somehow acquired a batch of high-tech weaponry that was capable of firing powerful energy beams, leaving the champions in utter misery.Outside their encampment, a group of figures radiating overwhelming power loomed atop a small hill.There were three Cardinals of The Light Council, two Legion Commanders, Tylland's supreme commander, and two royal dukes of Tylland. It was a total of eight elite powerhouses."The time is about right.
"Eye Technique! Phantom's Serenade!" Martin yelled.The eerie glow bursting from his eyes shot into Humphrey's gaze. Instantly, Humphrey seemed frozen in place, as if bound by an immobilization spell. It was like his very soul had been taken."What?" In the distance, Bertram, who was about to slaughter Martin's subordinates, was filled with disbelief. "The Eye Technique! Good Lord, he actually knows the Eye Technique!"Bertram was shaken. Everyone in the martial world knew that the Eye Technique was incredibly rare and extremely difficult to master.A single misstep, and at best, one could go blind. If things turned for the worse, the backlash could destroy the brain beyond salvation. Even a deity wouldn't be able to save them.Yet, Martin had succeeded in mastering it!"This is bad!" Bertram's expression changed drastically.Sure enough, Martin didn't hesitate. He charged forward with the ferocity of a mountain tiger and the speed of a lightning panther, rushing straight at Hum
"My apologies!"Out of nowhere, two words came from behind Bertram, making his hair stand on end.Martin had somehow appeared behind him.Bertram's face changed drastically, but it was too late. Before the attack even landed, the terrifying force had already torn through his red robe."Judgment Spear! Slash!" At the brink of life and death, a long spear tore through the air, carrying an explosive roar, ferocious beyond measure. It locked onto Martin.A chill ran down Martin's spine. Without a moment's hesitation, he abandoned his strike against Bertram and dodged immediately.With a thud, the spear struck the ground. It landed horizontally in front of Bertram, saving his life. Bertram was completely drained, as if he had just walked out of the gates of hell.Meanwhile, Martin fixed his gaze on the man approaching from the distance. The man was clad in white battle armor and rode a white unicorn.He was like a streak of flowing light. He closed the distance in just a few breat
"Martin, surrender. You can't halt our progression on your own. The Pope and King Franco have commanded the destruction of the 39 cities held by the rebel forces within a single day. "In fact, it won't even take that long. Once we capture you—the key figure of the rebellion—the other cities will fall without resistance. "You are a skilled individual, reaching the pinnacle of the sixth rank in transcendence. Even within The Light Council, you would be significant. If you choose to surrender, I can introduce you to the Council," Bertram spoke with immense arrogance. His tone implied he was offering Martin a favor. Yet, Martin felt nothing but contempt. "The Light Council? Ha! There are only a few members there worth acknowledging. The Pope and the commander of the ten elite legions are among them. But you, Bertram, are the last person I would respect!" "Hmm?" Bertram's expression grew grim. Fury overtook him. "You're so obstinate! It appears you're intent on resisting to the end.
Gideon cautioned, "There are still some small cracks. Be careful. You need more treatment." As he spoke, the other champions began to regain consciousness one by one. While their injuries were no longer life-threatening, they remained very weak and required time to recover. "What happened to us?" "Are we dead?" Timmy exclaimed, "What are you talking about? You're all alive and fine. Gideon saved you from the brink of death, and even the Grim Reaper wouldn't dare argue!" "Sir!" The group was thrilled. Gideon comforted them, "You've all endured a lot. From now on, just focus on recovering." "Can you still contact Ian and the others? I need to find out where they are." "Sir, when we parted ways, we agreed to meet at the Great Rift of Death in southeastern Tylland. We can only head there and hope for the best!" "The Great Rift of Death," Gideon repeated to himself. "Then, that's where we'll go."As everyone boarded the aircraft, Gideon turned to Siward, asking, "Aren't y
Siward was born with an enchanting allure, which was the source of her strength. Now, with just one look, Gideon could see that her enchanting allure was compromised. For her, this was a profoundly severe injury. At that point, Siward became earnest. "Ian and the others are in trouble." "What do you mean?" "Come with me. I'll explain everything." Siward took hold of Gideon, and they left the grand hall immediately. Martin and the other generals were left behind. However, they bore no resentment. Still, a trace of disappointment appeared in Martin's eyes.… In the backyard, Siward shared some details. After the champions arrived in Tylland, they began conducting covert investigations. They had indeed found evidence of The Light Council. Furthermore, it seemed they were close to uncovering some critical information. The Light Council was engaged in some unknown and mysterious activities. "Genetic engineering?""Yes."Siward's expression was grave. "The secret we unco
"Who are they?" he asked in a frosty tone. "I don't know," came the reply. "Mr. Hager mentioned they're quite distinguished and requested you to receive them." "Very well. Let them in," Martin Hadler agreed with a nod. Moments later, Gideon led the way into the grand hall, with Umbra and Lysander trailing behind. His focus was unwavering as he ignored everyone else and locked eyes with Martin. "Are you the leader of the rebel army?" he inquired. "How dare you!" a general immediately shouted in outrage. "We are the legitimate force here. What do you mean by 'rebel army'? Choose your words carefully, young man. This is your only warning." "Kneel down!" The command was as compelling as a divine decree. The words had an instant effect. The general, who possessed transcendent abilities, found himself unable to resist, as if immense weights were placed upon his shoulders. He collapsed to his knees with a loud crash, his kneecaps shattering on impact. A piercing scream res