"Th-the Great Emperors and Ancient Emperors have really all come out?"
"Temo, there are way too many of them!"
Fred, protected by the Quasi-Emperor formation, watched the Supremes rise into the sky outside, his face twisting uncontrollably.
I knew it!
I knew you were all lying to me!
What happened to there being only one Great Emperor per era?
What the hell are these things?
Originally, after learning that the Forbidden Zone Supremes were Emperors and Great Emperors who had once cut themselves down, Fred had still entertained a few ideas.
The Great Accomplishment Sacred Body was powerful because it had originally been capable of rivaling a Great Emperor.
After you Great Emperors fell in realm, you should only be Quasi-Emperors, right?
With the Descent Military Formation as their final trump card, and the Guardian Military Formation wielding an Ancient Emperor Weapon under normal circumstances, they had every chance of making a move.
But now, as the Supremes emerged, the commotion and sight before him told him that these Supremes were completely different from so-called Quasi-Emperors!
Having repeatedly used the Guardian Military Formation to wield Ancient Emperor Weapons against enemies, Fred's horizons had broadened considerably. From this pressure alone, he could tell that the Supremes were far stronger than expected.
They were not on the same level at all!
They were probably several times, perhaps even ten times stronger than Quasi-Emperors!
Are you kidding me? You've all been playing me!
Even so, Fred, who had been entrusted with an important task by MacArthur, managed to steady himself for the time being.
He could not panic yet, nor could he rush.
There had to be a way to break the deadlock.
With so many Supremes, they might very well fight among themselves, creating another opportunity.
So many Supremes, so many Emperor