Chapter 1048: Summoning An Ancient Malevolent Spirit Beast

Chapter 1048: Summoning An Ancient Malevolent Spirit Beast



Orion frowned beneath his mask. He recalled Isadora's explanation about the Spirit Realm, though he hadn't paid serious attention to it then. He had been more focused on increasing his strength than on utilizing the power of another.

He remembered that spirit beasts, when summoned, don't manifest in the physical realm with their full strength. Instead, their power depends on the strength of the being anchoring them to the physical world, which is tied to the rank of the summoned spirit beast. However, Isadora had never mentioned anything about malevolent spirit beasts or a Lower Spirit Realm, so he wasn't entirely sure what the Dragmin was talking about.

Orion shifted his gaze to the faint shadow at the centre of the runes, which seemed to be slowly solidifying, and then to the sole gods' chosen seated on the runes.

[ Energy Level - 2,052 BEM.]

Orion quickly checked his energy levels and then refocused on Nahe. "So, you're planning to use him as a host for the spirit beast," Orion deduced, his voice calm.

Nahe let out a loud, mocking laugh and nodded. "Yes, you're correct. So go ahead and prepare yourselves. Show me if the strength behind your arrogance can match your bold words."

Just as Nahe finished speaking, the entire hall began to tremble violently.

"W-What's happening?" Nahe stammered, his voice tinged with fear as he glanced around in confusion.

"You shouldn't be so surprised," Orion responded coolly. "Since you're so confident in your plan, we've decided to give the entire Trekking Flamingo Runaway City a chance to witness the kind of leaders they have-and to show them how we deal with such situations."

"You!" Nahe's face drained of colour. He hadn't anticipated that they were unafraid of the terrifying adversary they were about to face and willing to ensure everyone within the Trekking Flamingo Runaway City witnessed the scene.

Even if they emerged victorious, it would be impossible to appease the anger of the ordinary residents, leading to even more severe consequences.

BANG!!

"Good," Nahe said, nodding as he tried to mask his unease. "Now defeat them, and show everyone that you're the gods' chosen who will free the Trekking Flamingo Runaway City from Paradise's grasp and enable its ascent to Grade Two."

The gods' chosen nodded, but to Nahe's surprise, he abruptly raised his hand. A meter-long bone shot from his bony wings, slicing through the air with deadly speed toward Nahe.

Just as it was about to reach its target, a small dagger whizzed through the air, intercepting the attack and deflecting it away.

BOOM!

The area where the bone was redirected exploded in a shower of debris.

Nahe's eyes widened in shock, and he instinctively soared backwards, pressing his back against the wall, trembling. The dagger floated back towards Orion, who calmly watched the scene unfold.

"There's no need to waste time on petty disputes," Orion said, ascending to meet the gods' chosen. He vanished from view in a fluid motion, reappearing in front of the gods' chosen. He seized him by the neck with a powerful grip, crushing several of his neck bones in the process. "I'll deal with the chaos you've wrought in the name of your rebellion," Orion added. Then, he flung him upward with a forceful heave through the gaping hole in the ceiling, tossing him

into the night sky.

[Energy Level - 2,090 BEM.]

The gods' chosen BEM hovered before Orion's eyes. Despite the assimilation of the draconic bloodline from the other seven deceased gods' chosens, which had increased his energy level by twelve per cent and was still rising, it had risen. It had hastened at a rate of fifty, moving at a steady pace rather than inch by inch.

Orion couldn't help but wonder how Emperor Greroth had acquired such a formidable technique. Of course, given the steep price of such immense power, Orion had no intention of practising the technique himself.

Nonetheless, he enjoyed the thought of the upcoming show. The more dramatic the display, the stronger the impression Paradise would leave on the hearts of the Trekking Flamingo Runaway City residents.

"Handle the situation here," Orion instructed the warriors. "Ensure no one escapes. If anyone tries to approach, capture them as accomplices." He then soared upwards through the torn

ceiling.