Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast
Chapter 1473 - 1473 555 Return to the Federation from the

Chapter 1473: Chapter 555: Return to the Federation from the Eight Desolations Blood Prison_2 Chapter 1473: Chapter 555: Return to the Federation from the Eight Desolations Blood Prison_2 As for whether these Dragon Kings and their subordinate Giant Beasts would be disobedient, the Destruction Emperor Dragon did not care.

With its suppression, even if they were not convinced, they would have to hold it in.

Gazing at the Giant Beast standing before it, over eight hundred meters tall at the shoulder, the Destruction Emperor Dragon growled softly, “Your strength is not bad, I just used a little bit of force, and yet I didn’t crush your head.”

The Titan Giant Beast paused at these words, then respectfully said, “…Thank you for your mercy, king.”

“From now on, you are the Black Armored General of the empire, continue to command these tribemates of yours; this is your token of identity.”

Within the deep, thick voice, a red token akin to jade emerged slowly, its diameter tens of meters, floating in front of the Titan Black Armored Giant Beast.

This so-called token of identity was made from the bark of the red divine tree and contained the Rule Aura of the Destruction Emperor Dragon after it was tempered.

“The empire is currently expanding, with five Ancient Level Dragon Kings leading the Giant Beast legions to sweep through all directions.”

“Next, you will take your subordinates above Level 9 to these coordinates to rally, using the general’s token to identify unfamiliar Mythical-level Giant Beasts.”

“Yes, my king,” said the Titan Black Armored Giant Beast, his heart chilling at the mention of the empire’s five Ancient Level Dragon Kings.

After subduing a legion of Giant Beasts, the Destruction Emperor Dragon and the others departed again, their enormous figures quickly vanishing into the dim sky.

The Chaotic Turbulent Region was vast, terrifyingly so when measured in square kilometers, hence the Destruction Emperor Dragon’s expedition plan only required Giant Beasts above Level 9.

Those Giant Beast creatures that were to be reclaimed would be sent in advance to gather at the edge of the Chaos Sea.

When they returned, it would be time for the expedition against The Purgatory Family.

Otherwise, taking along those subdued Giant Beasts would slow down the speed, and not taking them to have them wait in place would waste a lot of time when summoning them later.

To prevent these Giant Beasts from ‘getting lost’, the tokens crafted by the Destruction Emperor Dragon included mapping capabilities.

The tokens outlined the routes they had traversed, which areas were dangerous forbidden areas that Mythical Giant Beasts could not pass, where space was fractured, and where those below Ancient Levels needed to detour, among other things.

To unify the entire Chaotic Domain and gather all the Mythical-level Giant Beasts was not merely talk; it actually involved a great deal of troublesome and complex affairs.

If the Destruction Emperor Dragon hadn’t been well-prepared and had fully considered everything, allowing Scythia to proceed with a few Ancient Beasts, it would have taken years to accomplish without a few years’ time.

While the Beast Empire was frenziedly expanding, the enhancement of Jack Clark’s weapons was also coming to an end.

Above the Sky Ocean, fleets of ships were levitating.

At the forefront, above the leading sky-based battleship, a towering white flame was burning, and within it, a black-gold battle halberd over three thousand meters in length, large as a mountain range, was suspended.

Surrounding the halberd was a vortex of crimson blood light, forming a transparent and colossal red world projection that resembled a devilish face, radiating intense blood light and a terrifying killing intent.

This blood-colored devilish face world was the ‘world’ of the Eight Desolate Battle Halberd.

The world of a world-class weapon, unlike the Real Plane of Earth, Fire, Wind, and Thunder that Jack Clark had opened up within his body, was not a physical reality but an existence between the illusory and the real.

Or perhaps, it was a sort of Rule power with the world feature, born of the weapon’s innate attribute.

And that massive devilish face was surely in line with the traits of the Eight Desolations Heaven-Opening Halberd and similar to the initial killing technique of the Eight Desolations Halberd method, the Ghost Wailing Divine Howl.

Watching the world projection that was growing clearer by the moment, on the Golden Battleship, a main god of the Heavenly Feather Clan took a deep breath, somewhat shocked, “The level of that weapon is now infinitely close to a complete world-class.”

Anstice also nodded slowly, “His talent for weapon forging is as unparalleled as his cultivation talent; throughout the ages, there’s no parallel. Provided he does not fall, he is guaranteed to achieve the status of an Ancient God (Civilization Emperor).”

“I also have this sense,” Bordea nodded with deep feeling.

The first time it met Jack Clark, he had just joined the Expeditionary Army and his cultivation was ‘merely’ at the Mythical Peak; his weapon was also just a legendary weapon used by Mythical-level Powerhouses.

Yet before a day had even passed, he not only broke through to the mid period of a Main God but also forged a world-class weapon fitting for a Main God’s realm, one that was his own.

With such terrifying talent, it was hard to imagine that he came from an ordinary civilization.

Behind them, a Heavenly Feather Divine King with ten golden light wings spoke slowly, “Although our clan’s homeland has been destroyed, the seedling of the Eternal Divine Tree has been planted, and there is hope.”

“And choosing to ally with the Human Race was an incredibly correct decision.”

“As long as the threat of the Purgatory Demon disaster can be overcome, with the fortune of the Human Race, our clan might even produce an Ancient God and have the hope of becoming the overlord of a civilization.”

At once, the surrounding Heavenly Feather Mythical Powerhouses and Main God Powerhouses were invigorated, their eyes filled with hopeful radiance.

Meanwhile, inside Number One, the last traces of grey crystal sand around Freya Louise vanished, indicating that she had completed the refining of those Chaos Crystal Cores, her aura more powerful than ever.

At this moment, apart from the spreading dark gold patterns on Freya Louise’s body, there were also some grey divine patterns exuding a mysterious and subtle aura.

Freya Louise quietly watched the outside, her gaze falling on that perfect and handsome face illuminated by the white flame and whispered softly, “After I return, I won’t be able to fight by your side anymore.”

By then, Freya Louise’s cultivation had reached the limit of the Ninth Heaven Peak, only one step away from breaking through to Mythical, and this step was very important to her and Number One.

This step would need to be taken in the Blue Star World, and she would not appear on the battlefield ever again.