New World.
Deathwhisper Forest.
A thick cloud of blood mist suddenly erupted from a tribal camp the Blood Sovereign had slaughtered earlier.
The mist billowed upward like a fountain bursting from the earth.
The Blood Sovereign staggered out of it.
"Damn it. The Civilization Universe Master? How could it be the Civilization Universe Master?"
Even now, the Blood Sovereign could hardly believe it.
How could anyone gain 20 points of Weight before reaching Mythic Grade?
It was impossible!
But the evidence was undeniable.
The injuries on his body were real.
What had happened to him just now was real.
"Damn it. I need to recover my strength as fast as possible..."
The thought had barely formed
when the Blood Sovereign sensed something was wrong.
He looked up in one direction.
A castle wreathed in flames was descending from the sky, bearing down on his position.
The Blood Sovereign narrowed his eyes.
He recognized the newcomer.
The Flame City Lord.
"What is he doing here?"
But there was no time to dwell on it. Whatever had brought the Flame City Lord here, the Blood Sovereign was in no condition to face him.
He immediately prepared to leave.
Yet just as he turned to flee in the opposite direction,
the enormous phantom of a Giant Insect flew in from the horizon, radiating Mythic Grade pressure.
The sky in another direction turned pitch-black, with only two imposing red eyes visible within it.
On the last horizon, a wave over a thousand meters high rose and surged toward him.
The Blood Sovereign's expression darkened.
The Flame City Lord, the Insect Mother Goddess, the Throat of the Deep Sea, and Profound Eternal Darkness.
Every one of them was a Mythic Grade being, and now they had all gathered here.
The Blood Sovereign knew perfectly well