Chapter 891 End of a Dynasty


    The smell of burned flesh hung heavy in the searing hot air. The Primal Phoenix had already left, but the carnage it left behind didn''t disappear. A cacophony of screams, pained grunts, and suffering noises reverberated through the surroundings, leaving the Summons and Awakened, who hadn''t been struck by the Sacred Beast''s mes, in a stupor.


    They stared nkly to the front, only to see their leaders writhing in pain. Nobody had died, but everyone struck by the Sacred Beast''s mes would have been better off burning to death than suffering endlessly from the aftermath.


    Michael stared at the ze Patriarch, coated in the Elemental Empress'' fiery armor, and stepped forward. He willed the surrounding heat and the mes clinging to the victims to surge toward him using Elemental Might and wind and fire-attributed energy. The mes surged to Michael, swirled around him vigorously, and expanded as he infused more energy to nourish them.


    The mes around Michael expanded and transformed into zing spears after using the frames of Qi Swords as a cast. The vigorously flickering mes morphed into hundreds of small fiery spears that revolved around Michael, whose devilish grin widened. He released the fiery spears with a burst of wind-attributed energy, impaling the chests of hundreds of writhing High Awakened.


    The unscathed Summons and Awakened stared at Michael in terror. Their eyes trailed from Micheal to their Lords and the strongest members of the ze armies, only to realize that the Sacred Beast''s mes had hit the ze Patriarch and his strongest Subordinates. They had been the Primal Phoenix''s main target. That shouldn''t have been a surprise, but the Summons and High Awakened were shocked.


    However, it was even more mind-boggling seeing how easily Michael killed hundreds of High Awakened. The ze Patriarch was still alive, and so were the other ze Lords, but their Subordinates died at Michael''s hand without any issues. "You didn''t expect this, did you?" Michael asked the ze Patriarch as he approached the half-dead man. The man groaned and was about to say something, but Michael didn''t let him. He released several small wind des – enhanced by Qi – and severed the ze Patriarch''s hands and feet. The ze Patriarch groaned in pain again, but even the energy to scream had left him already. His eyes dimmed slowly, but the hatred glimmering in them was palpable. The wrath filling the ze Patriarch preserved his life.


    "I didn''t expect you to end like this either. Unfortunately, I am not yet strong enough to fight a dozen Tier-5 powerhouses and a Tier-6 Lord. You wouldn''t have met the Primal Phoenix if that had been the case. I wouldn''t have to waste so many Cosmic Coins on people like you." Michael shook his head in disapproval but shrugged atst.


    "It is a good thing I''m not going to lose anything. At the end of the day, I''m gaining a lot from getting rid of the ze household," He snickered and stared deep into the ze Patriarch''s wrath-filled eyes, "Betraying the Tritan Alliance is one thing. I like the Tritan Alliance quite a bit, but I wouldn''t abhor you so much for the Tritan Alliance''s sake. We managed to regain control of the Tritan Alliance, and I can tell that ourmon enemies helped us grow even more attached.


    Michael''s expression transformed into one of fury and uncontroble rage, "But orchestrating my brother''s death, ordering his betrayal in the Primedival Pyramid, was something you shouldn''t have done. Let''s put the coalition with the Supreme Human Alliance aside, you should have never even considered betraying my brother. While I understand your tactic and the attempt to be the sole ruler of the Sacred Desert, as it will transform into an Intermediate Region in the next few years, there are things you should have never touched!"


    Michael''s right hand transformed. His fingers cracked and extended. Razor-sharp ws burst through his fingertips, ready to dip into the ze Patriarch''s neck. Michael stepped closer to his target and was about to deal the finishing blow when the situation around him changed considerably. The unscathed Summons and Awakened, but also everyone who was burned but wasn''t half-dead and writhing on the ground, stirred and groaned. Their Links of Loyalty were triggered by the ze Patriarch and ze Lords, who realized something bad would happen. Scared shirtless but forced to move by the power of the Links of Loyalty, the Summons and Awakened moved forward. Michael merely smiled as some projectiles came his way. A massive wall of purplish-azure mes erupted around him, also coated in ck and pristine mes. But that was not all. It was merely the firstyer of protection shrouding Michael. He added domes of churning earth, boiling sand, and ferocious gales around him, establishing severalyers of protection with elemental domes.


    "You are toote. If you wanted to kill me, you should have done that before my High Ascension," Michael snorted, "But don''t worry, you won''t die so easily."


    He bent down and pressed his massive w over the ze Patriarch''s half-burned head. The ze Patriarch''s scalp was still burning, but Michael didn''t care. He set aside his earlier thought – to kill the ze Patriarch in one swift motion – and manifested his Cursed Seal before unleashing Greater Enhancement on 8-Star Extraction and 7-Star Soul Grimoire. He then used a Soul Tear and unleashed True Extraction to drain the SoulStar Fragments and Soultrait Symbols of the ze Patriarch slowly and, most importantly, painfully.


    The ze Patriarch would have screamed if he could, but the energy needed to do so had long since left his body.


    The ze Armies moved and attacked the elemental domes, isting Michael and the ze Patriarch, but they weren''t given much time. The scenery in the Sacred Desert changed once again.


    The surroundings suddenly became filled with spatial fluctuations, and the Untamed Army and its Awakened popped out of thin air. They appeared in small groups around the masses of the ze Armies, unsheathed their weapons, and activated their Soultraits to jump into the battle.


    Michael and his people had augmented the teleportation arrays inside Paradise Valley. They were strengthened and strong enough to move individuals through half of the Sacred Desert orrger groups outside the zing Sand Mountain Range. The Untamed Army was teleported straight onto the battlefield, where they tackled the despaired forces of the ze Patriarch by surprise.


    Their desperate screams filled the Sacred Desert, only to be overwhelmed by the cacophony of the Untamed Army''s mighty roars.


    Michael saw a glimpse of the battle via Spirit Eyes but diverted his attention back to the ze Patriarch once he verified that his people ughtered the ze Armies. The ze Armies resisted but failed miserably in their attempt to survive.


    There was no opportunity to leave. Even if the Untamed Army left a small spot wide open for the ze armies to leave, their Links of Loyalty would restrain them, forcing the Summons and Awakened to follow the ze Lords into death.


    "So that is how your reign ends? It''s funny, don''t you think?" Michael snickered, staring at the writhing patriarch emotionlessly.


    He couldn''t scream or speak. All his body did was writhing, but even that stopped at some point. The glow in the ze Patriarch''s eyes dimmed. Even the hatred in his eyes dissipated slowly. N?v(el)B\\jnn


    Several minutes of soul-torturing pain passed – feeling like an eternity to the ze Patriarch – before Michael finished his agony atst.


    He severed the patriarch''s connection to his Soultrait and tore it out of his body.


    On that day, the ze household – the terror of the Tritan Alliance – ceased to exist.


    [End of Volume 14]