Jacob must have spent about three hours scouting the perimeters of the Flying Macabre sect, he was at a safe distance so he was using <Eye of the Monarch> to see within the premises.

After a while, he finally spotted a boy; long brown hair, lean physique, handsome face, and a very familiar presence.

’That person looks familiar, who is he?’ He mused inwardly, scratching his head lightly.

<Name: Zaheer Zorandal

Age: 16

Race: Human

World: Daven Heaven Continent

Class: Elemental Warrior

Cultivation: Mid Emperor Realm>

’Ohhh Zaheer, I see. He’s gotten stronger too, Mid emperor realm, well I surpassed that a long time ago.’ Jacob smiled, he never meant to come off as cocky or proud, but if any one of these people lived his past life, they would understand.

’He just came out from somewhere, that must be Savant’s office, but I can’t attack him there, I need to find out where he goes at night.’

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Karron soared the skies, carrying Rhoarin and Elena on its back, its silver wings spread magestically as the wind parted for it.

The couple watched below as the army of flood dragons marched across the open land, their scales glistening as they moved in hordes.

They looked beyond them and saw the massive monsoon that followed diligently behind.

"You stop that incoming tsunami and I’ll deal with these halflings." Rhoarin roared, the wind blowing heavily in their faces.

"I trust you." Elena smiled.

She immediately stepped off the huge silver dragon, her hair turning white. A Snow White block of ice instantly materialized under her feet, and she zoomed off, white flickers of light followed behind her. In an instant she vanished in the distance.

Rhoarin looked down at the army of dragon snakes, he hissed before falling sideways off the beast.

Rhoarin landed on the ground with aloud thud, sending a ripple of lightning waves from the midst of the dragon snakes, instantly vaporizing as many as possible.

Most of the soldiers came running, swords in hand on their horses and full-on battle ensued.

Meanwhile, Elena had already reached the huge monsoon, she stood in front of the giant wave that rushed forward, her white hair flowing with the wind as she breathed in.

She raised both hands up, her eyes turned white as the ground began to shake, and the water started to freeze from the ground up.

Some of the dragon snakes, upon seeing the water freeze, instantly rushed it with their weapons and began hitting the ice as hard as they could, some crawling on the huge block of ice as they picked at it.

"Ralph!" Elena called out, feeling the ice start to crack faster than she could repair.

The commander of the Ironfell army, a huge man with short green hair and eyes, heard her from the war front, he turned his head to see the woman struggling with the huge monsoon.

Without thinking too much he, charged his Qi in his left hand, which held his long sword.

He then threw his sword at the beasts, the sword functioned as a boomerang; which was his special power <Boomerang>, the blade spun around as it cut through most of the dragon snakes that surrounded the boulder of ice.

Karron flew across the battlefield, burning as many of them as it could with <Dragon breath>

It was hard to tell if they were winning or not as there seemed to be no end to the creatures. They kept flooding in as quickly as they were cleared.

Rhoarin, seeing the sheer numbers of the beasts that ran amok before him, raised his rapier in the air; a special Heaven Grade artifact that he called Saber.

Dark clouds instantly started to form in the sky, converging until the entire area was covered in darkness.

"Black Lightning!" He yelled as his eyes glowed deep black, small streaks of lightning flashing in the corner of his eyes.

A flurry of lightning started raining down on the creatures, every corner of the battlefield was affected by the lightning rain, warranting multiple shrieks of pain from the dragon-snakes.

The lightning rain lasted for about ten minutes and eventually the skies cleared, the beast tide was certainly reduced to half by now.

All of a sudden there was a loud roar from the middle of the battlefield. A roar that paralyzed most of the Ironfell army.

The Millenial and Centennial beasts who had remained unmoved throughout the fight finally emerged.

They were bigger than the rest, stronger as well, as they had remained unaffected by most of the attacks that were thrown at the rest of the monsters.

The millenial beast held a staff in it right hand, "Ik úrk talang wif silkanot góng!" The beast roared as it tapped its staff on the floor twice, it opened its dragon snout and a ball of concentrated energy began to form around it.

The energy ball was red and it increased significantly with every second that passed.

The centennial beasts held their hands out, similar energy balls forming around their grasp but they were smaller than that of the millenial beast.

"Look OUT!!" Rhoarin yelled as the soldiers scrambled to take cover or block the attacks.

This was the attack that the beasts would use to demolish the villages and take down their opposition.

It was called <Devouring Blast>

An attack that vaporized and devoured whatever stood in its path, all in one. A very dangerous power that only the Beast King and his centennial subjects possessed.

Rhoarin, Elena and the warriors stood as the beast king charged up the energy blast. No one could go near the creature for fear of being devoured/ disintegrated instantly.

Eventually the millenial beast’s energy ball had grown to the size of a boulder, the centennial beasts had theirs the size of small rocks.

They were all blasted in unison, travelling across the battlefield and eating up everything that stood in its way, including low-level dragon snakes.

’I’ll use to block off the brunt of the attack but it can’t cover all the soldiers, how do I protect them?’ Rhoarin thought to himself as the blast flew towards them at an alarming pace.