The Demon Monarch System
Chapter 566: Sovereign's Avatar Forms, Strengthened Disasters (II)

Sovereign's Avatar Forms, Strengthened Disasters (II)

The six Disasters that emerged on the battlefield exhibited pressure rivaling Brukti's fight against Solomon's Avatar Form. Now that Az'kayzak had digested the remnants of Fuhrer's aura and a considerable amount of the energy within the Seed of Death, he could grant a more powerful version of his Death Command.

As a result, it was as if six more beings comparable to Brukti's last stage were now present on the battlefield. Of course, this wasn't enough to make the Grand Masters shirk back, but they did frown when they realized the purpose behind summoning these Disasters.

"How many of ours are capable of handling Disasters of this caliber?" Tiberius asked with a grave expression. At the very least, it'd require a Paragon of the older generation. As for those still in the condition to fight, there was only one, possibly two.

Noticing the intentions of Tiberius's words, Evangeline immediately separated from the group and teleported to a part of the battlefield with a wildly fluctuating aura. Evidently, the wielder of this aura was wounded to the point it affected their battle power.

Fortunately, no one alive could claim to be Evangeline's equal when it came to healing, especially after invoking her Avatar Form. If she willed it, healing a large mass of people on the battlefield was comfortably within her limits. Of course, doing so wouldn't come at a small price.

At the very least, Evangeline would need to exhaust half of her Spiritual Reserves to sustain the healing process. Sadly, it wasn't worth it to do so in her eyes. Unless the individual's power were equal to or greater than a Saint's, their presence had become virtually useless on this battlefield. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ ɴ0velFɪre.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of nøvels early and in the highest quality.

'If only our enemies weren't as tricky as these Terrors. I wouldn't mind remedying everyone here,' Evangeline thought. Trying to heal anyone mortally wounded would be impractical since attacking the remaining Terrors would result in countless deaths. Those deaths would then translate to more power for the nearby Terrors to tap into, effectively replenishing their power reserves.

It was simply a losing battle that Evangeline wasn't willing to fight. Instead, she soon arrived before her granddaughter Valeria and Solomon, who kneeled beside her with a visibly drained appearance.

"Pardon my condition. It seems I've sacrificed too much to overcome my opponent," Solomon said with a wry smile. He only made eye contact with Evangeline for a moment before silently bowing his head. While he wasn't ashamed of his feats, their statuses just weren't on the same level.

Even though Evangeline focused on healing, she was plenty strong herself. After all, how could a Sovereign lack strength when compared to a Saint, who was at least three times less effective in combat?

"Stop your childish jokes. You are one of the reasons we even managed to make a dent in their forces. Sadly, I must confess that you'll have to face the burden of this pain once more," Evangeline answered with a contrite expression.

However, her expression became resolute as her hand inched above Solomon's head. A moment later, a surge of pleasant energy engulfed his body, returning his vitality rapidly. Compared to Valerie's desperate attempts to heal him, Evangeline healed Solomon's wounds at least five times faster!

This was the difference in their essence purity as well as the deep understanding of their Spirit's strengths. Although both Spirits originated from the domain centered around healing, there was a vast disparity in Valerie's and Evangeline's capabilities.

Solomon recovered to his peak state in front of Valerie's shocked gaze. "N-no way… you're telling me it was that easy?"

"Calm yourself, my treasured granddaughter. My attainments are a condition you'll reach eventually. We're one of the few types who can wield a true Legendary Spirit without breaching our world's defenses," Evangeline said, inducing even more shock in Solomon and Valerie.

According to her words, the Spirit in Evangeline's possession was a legendary one! One might not understand the stipulations of her remark, but the world's guardian and source forbade the presence of Legendary Spirits because of their extreme power.

However, Evangeline's predicament was a loophole because her Spirit never participated in direct battle. Or rather, it couldn't do so. As one could infer by Evangeline's role, her Spirit specialized in healing and defending. Thus, Evangeline was allowed to use her Spirit as she pleased.

Meanwhile, Tiberius and Hakkur could only manifest a power equal to a pseudo-Legendary Spirit's offensive strengths. Anything beyond that limit would trigger an instant response from Astarat itself. The spacial storm seeping from cracks in the atmosphere was one form of Astarat's self-preserving reactions.

The most extreme measures have yet to appear.

Whoosh!

A burst of arcane energy rippled from Solomon's body the moment Evangeline withdrew her power. His Avatar Form had returned in full effect with zero signs of sequelae from his earlier transformation. More importantly, it didn't seem like Evangeline's involvement in handling this situation was finished since she also replenished Valerie's weakened state.

However, throughout the entire time, her attention never left Hakkur and Tiberius since she knew her proper position on the battlefield was with them. Nevertheless, Evangeline took one last precaution.

Three clusters of dazzling white energy appeared in her palm, growing to the size of baseballs while Evangeline scanned the battlefield. "Even if you exhaust all of your Spiritual Essence, this will uphold your transformation. In doing so, you and Soren must kill those new Disasters as soon as possible!"

"Understood, Lady Crux," Solomon responded with a bowed head. In the next moment, one cluster assimilated with Solomon's body while the other assimilated with Valerie. As for the third cluster, it flew over the horizon, vanishing almost instantly.

In the meantime, Solomon's expression grew severe when he stretched his perception over the battlefield. He noticed three extremely vicious and powerful presences running rampant on the battlefield. 'So, there's many more of them now. Then that would mean this oppressive force in the center of the battlefield is the one Gideon spoke of.'

"Take care of it all now," Evangeline said before lightly tapping her foot against the ground. A gentle wave followed by a light breeze occurred after this action. However, the only difference after the phenomenon dissipated was that Evangeline had utterly vanished.

Following his scan of the battlefield, Solomon extended his hand towards Valerie. "Will you accompany me? I feel your presence will be need on every step of the way."

"I know… this won't be an easy battle at all," Valeria responded. She grasped Solomon's extended hand and clung close to him as an astral fluctuation propelled them high up in the air.

Afterward, Solomon kicked the air, zooming towards the closest Disaster. Eventually, Solomon could see that this Disaster differed greatly from Brukti's appearance and power signature. Their frame was slender, and their arms and legs were replaced with remarkably sharp long blades that radiated a toxic sheen.

Boom!

Solomon landed heavily and alone, allowing Valeria to drift to the floor alone, albeit slowly. By the time Valerie landed, Solomon had already arrived before this unfamiliar Disaster.

Bang!

Solomon wasted no time in unleashing a terrifying attack in the form of a palm strike augmented by a large amount of arcane energy. But, while he attacked, he also received a quick counterattack attack from his opponent.

As a result, Solomon lightly pressed the space beside his cheek, deflecting the sword by a hair's breadth. Nevertheless, his attack broke past the defenses of the Disaster, sending them flying into the distance.

Now that he was aware of a Disaster's terrifying regeneration rate, Solomon allowed no time for the Disaster to heal. He instantly followed up his initial attack with a catastrophic mix of Soul Embers and arcane energy. Thus, he replicated his last attack against Brukti on a smaller scale.

…BOOOOM!

The attack sent boulders flying everywhere, with Terror limbs interspersed throughout. Solomon thrust his hand into the ground and inevitably claimed a large deep-green gem from inside the mess. This was the core of Terror that they couldn't regenerate. As long as the core was separated from the main body, then they couldn't regenerate.

In the next moment, Solomon clenched his hand engulfed in the energy mixture, simultaneously crushing and burning this Disaster's source. Compared to anyone else on the battlefield, Solomon possessed the most throughout understanding of a Disaster's strength and thought process, hence why he defeated this one with such ease.

Solomon didn't relish his victory or become excited despite defeating this Disaster. Excitement was simply a luxury that couldn't be afforded to this battlefield. Too much excitement led to a lapse in awareness, which could lead to mistakes.

On the contrary, Solomon merely turned his attention toward the only free Disaster.

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