Emperor's Reckoning

"AAAAAH!"

A reverberating screech was heard inside a dark chasm. It wasn't a scream coming from a man nor a woman, it was an ominous being that could not be seen directly with how dim the surrounding was.

"Ha... hahaha, looks like this generation has a lot to offer! First that cocky arrogant guy but sharp, the young man of wonder! Now there is someone that could break the plane like a crumpled paper!"

The sinister being was smiling with a grin.

"Interesting, interesting," it muttered.

It looked up to the blue sky, "It is time, this is the time! There is no way that this is not the time! I will get out of here! Get out of this place! I am immortal!"

Its words echoed but not a single living thing heard what it was saying.

Meanwhile, the man from the North City that evoked resonance halted his footsteps as he saw the surrounding landmass had shifted from the huge blast that almost dimmed the world he was standing on.

"How many hidden monsters are there, I didn't even get the chance to meet the monster from the west yet, and here sprouts another one. Now then, where should I go?" he contemplated.

On the other side of the land, Kaiju was creasing his eyebrows as he saw the result of what that apocalypse-like attack had produced. The power behind it was without a doubt tremendous. He buried his finger against his palm as his veins popped looking at the fact that he refused to believe.

"To think that this competition won't be as easy as I thought it would be really pissed me off!"

He slammed his foot forward before launching himself toward the direction where he saw the black dragon rising from the ground. There was no doubt that he was bound to meet the others there.

"Madoka..."

"En... Madoku."

"The beast is on the move,"

"En..."

"There is no doubt now that he is going to the center of the blast."

"En..."

"I wonder if Ayumu is there."

"En... she is probably there."

"Should we aid her?"

"En..."

"Do you want some veggies?"

"En... No!"

Madoku who was controlling the body creased her eyebrows with black lines over her head. Talking to her other self was nothing but pointless. Though Madoka acted childish, mentally speaking, she was the stronger one, to the point that she was incapable of carrying long conversations as Madoku could.

Meanwhile, sitting on top of a rock was the lady with purple lips. Her astonishing magic power was revealed only once and everyone around it at the time was captivated. However, the one captivated was now her herself. Lyon had her heart fluttered in sinister excitement, yet another individual seemed to produce a might that could match the former.

"No telling, no telling. There is no telling who will sit on the Throne now."

She puckered up a smile before she stood straight. She crossed her arms as she casually walked forward with a smile on her face.

"It's time to prepare for an attack, one well swoop to end them all."

She laughed before she casually walked toward the direction where the black dragon was sighted.

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On the center location of the huge blast, a huge crater that could be filled up with water to become a lake was present. This manmade, woman-made masterpiece was something that could not be replicated with just anyone. There was even a bolt of wild ominous lightning still sparking from the curves of the crater.

The pink-haired woman who was standing at the edge of the crater gulped her saliva. Though she was not panting as hard, she knew that the battle she had were tough enough to let herself go all out.

The silver-haired woman was sleeping on the center of the crater with some parts of her clothes naturally ripped off with a burnt mark, however, the heat seemed to not be able to disturb her. The rest was necessary for any cultivator, but the timing of resting was also crucial. She was at the moment, the center of attention from all the other Crown winners.

"It's odd, how come the vortex didn't suck her out of here? Was it because she was not eligible in the first place? Every winner of the Crown will be given a crown to rest on their head, thus marking them as the winner. However, if she got here without that mark, then the plane itself acknowledge her strength? That's amazing! But also dangerous."

She knew that this plane had been occupied by powerful people. If she didn't have that safety measure, then the worse scenario was, of course, death.

Ayumu let out a sigh before shaking her head, "Garuda never abandon those people in need!"

After reaffirming her belief she descended down with a slide even though she was occasionally zapped on random parts of her body. With dust trailing behind her, she finally made it toward the center of the crater.

"Oh wow, perfect in front and perfect behind."

Ayumu shook her head in admiration toward the figure that was sleeping. She was endowed and could probably say the prime of all other women. Sadly, she didn't know how the real Sylviana when she was alone.

"I can see why he would definitely like you but I can't see why wouldn't he be here with you."

She squatted down before picking her up with her back. However, just as soon as she stood, her eyebrows creased and furrowed against the man that was standing on the edge of the crater.

"I guess my instinct is correct, I would meet one of the best among the Top Board. None other than Garuda's Daughter herself, Ayumu."

Ayumu smiled and let out a sigh of helplessness toward her fate.

"I think that you should honor your code or creed or something right? Wind Fist, Tusak."

The figure she was talking about stood with nothing but a martial fabric that was covering both his torso and his legs. His lean body was betraying the force he had within and his eyes covered deep wisdom despite the battle aura that was creeping out of him. His bronze face was chiseled, his eyes like a sword, and his long black hair was braided. He was the man that evoked the resonance inside North City.

"Yes, but I never thought the monster that did this was actually you. You surely hold your black dragon well from the public, I doubt your father would be pleased though."

Ayumu opened her eyes wide before she burst a laugh, "Hahaha, what? Hahahaha, I can't believe you would think that it was me that created this catastrophe effect."

Tusak creased his eyebrows before he shook his head, "Surely, you can't be possibly saying that it was the silver-haired girl you carry on your back? Her cultivation is... sorry to say, not adequate to do such a feat."

"Yes and no."

Tusak obviously confused by her answer before the latter continued, "She did this, but not the current her. It was her with this long black spear that she was using. You won't believe what this girl is capable of when she uses it."

"Hmm," Tusak contemplated, "Looks like the world really does have millions of mysterious things that a mere mortal like us couldn't comprehend."

"Yeah well," she shrugged, "I'm going to protect the girl for the time being until her hero arrived."

Tuzak slightly tilted his head with creased eyebrows, "Hero?"

"Heh, if you think she is amazing," she leaped out of the crater to the opposite edge of Tuzak before turning around, "Wait until you see the hero in person."

"Ah good! Two of you are here already!"

Tuzak and Ayumu creased their eyebrows before they glanced over to the voice that was coming from a different edge of the crater.

"Kaiju...." she muttered before letting out a wry smile (This can't be good).

"Tuzak, Ayumu, c'mon then, two of you against me, don't waste time. The Throne ain't going to warm itself."

Kaiju smirked with his taunt before he noticed Ayumu was actually carrying a woman. A weak woman that shouldn't even be in this competition at all. (Are you serious?! A woman with her cultivation level could enter the Throne tournament?!).

"Oi, Ayumu!" Kaiju crossed his arms with his bitter face, "Who is that woman?"

Ayumu slightly smiled, "Are you interested in this woman? Too bad, she already has someone."

"Tch, with her cultivation level she should not be here!" Kaiju berated.

"Maybe, but with the devastation she had done, she should," replied Ayumu with a smile.

"What?" Kaiju squinted his eyes.

"Hm?!"

The three of them immediately creased their eyebrows as they felt something was coming at them, fast.

Ayumu slowly grinned before she muttered, "Here he comes, her hero."

Tuzak immediately focused his eyes before a silhouette leaped over the suspecting Kaijo from behind to the latter's disbelief.

(What?) thought Kaiju as he opened his eyes wide before seeing a small figure landing right in front of Ayumu with four black tails that were lighter than air.

"Young Emperor, Lyon Torga!" Ayumu grinned.