Emperor's Reckoning

Her mana burst through the walls and the roof. The room didn't survive the blast that was permeating out of her figure. Her face had dipped into the pond of rage and not even the thick gale in that height could make her blink her glaring eyes. Rumbling thunder and sparking lightning could be seen surrounding her figure.

She had not lifted a finger before the top room of the tower exploded without warning. Only her old friends could withstand her presence and sudden burst of rage. Her subordinates couldn't even get up from the floor as the gale kept pushing them away as they laid on the ground. Their entire bodies felt ten times heavier than normal and they could only watch in awe against their leader. The cultivation level gap between the four of them and the leader was too far. The woman could very much obliterate them if she had wanted to.

The elites adventurer on the second floor immediately jumped out of the window as the novice ones that were on the bottom floor also rushed out. Picked up their arms they were glaring upward to the top floor that had been blown. They were gulping their saliva as they saw the destruction that came so suddenly without a huge change of mana in the surroundings. Their gut feelings turned ominous as they couldn't see well of the high ground. Their vice leaders were nowhere to be seen, alas, there was no other choice but to fly higher to witness the truth.

"L-Leader... that's... leader...?"

The fascinating display of her figure caught them off guard. There were awe and fear bubbling inside them at the same time. They had never seen their leader turned a rage before, the woman was easygoing from the start. Not a single day went by thinking what she would look like if she were mad. They didn't know what her reverse scale was, thus she was considered to have no weakness. She had no family as far as the adventurers knew of her and she was rarely seen out in the public despite her happy-go-lucky nature.

It was a surprise to be sure and they could only make a hard swallow before tightened their grip against their weapons. The two fellows from before were still standing despite the gruesome howl of thunder that was sparking around her body.

"TREAS!!" shouted the leader as she gritted her teeth saying the very word.

The paper she was holding was blown away as well but a hand that was covered by a white sleek glove caught it with its two fingers. His hair was still fluttering from the wild aura that the leader of the guild permeated out. He readjusted his glasses with a push of a finger before reading the content of the paper.

"Heh, haha.... hahaha..... HAHAHAHAHA!"

The man suddenly laughed against the sky as he covered his face with his hand. His eyes turned open before the very glasses that he wore revealed a crack. The veins in his forehead and neck were clearly visible and straining. The cool and cold nature of his was nowhere to be seen, as he brought about ominous feelings that toward his surroundings.

"His legends! His legends will be revived! Once again! He will stand up! Once again he will stand and then sit! On the grandest throne of all! Heaven! Hell! Prepare yourself! Three of six had gathered and his majesty's presence has made an impact at last!"

The half-giant took the paper out of his hand before he looked at the wild smile that the man let out. He averted his gaze toward the poster in his hand.

'Find him, cripple him, broke his meridians, it does not matter, bring him to Treas, as long as he is alive, I will grant any of your favor!'

The half-giant with ashen hair furrowed his eyebrows before the entire tower cracked from the top down. The blast was visible to the naked eyes as the nearby cultivators immediately turned around and got away from the scene.

"Gh!"

"Kh!"

Dunra could only clench his jaw as he saw the three of them (These three! Just being near them made it hard to breathe! What are they! Leader... who are you...).

The ashen hair half-giant slowly crumpled the paper as his hand gradually clenched. The moment it was fully clenched, the rest of the tower crumbled down as the vice leaders followed.

The adventurers could only covered their eyes with their arms for the incoming debris. They could do nothing but to witness the fall of the tower to the ground. Though their vice leaders had fallen along with the building they were once proud of, they knew that little catastrophe wouldn't kill them, heck, it won't even count as minor injuries by then.

Dunra was the first one to come out of the debris after pushing away one giant part of the building. After the loud boom that didn't count any attention toward the surrounding cultivators, he looked above at the three of them as his eyes reflected the three figures of power.

Hovering in the air, the entire world was captivated by the presence of the three. They all stood menacingly equally and the entire mana nature offered could only surrender to them.

"All of... YOU!"

The adventurer of the guild almost had their heart exploded from thumping too hard the moment their eardrums received that sharp commanding tone from their leader.

"Listen up, from this moment on, I'm no longer the leader of Guild HQ!"

The news caught them gasping. Her resigning from her position would definitely impact the hierarchy of power between the existing guilds over the multiple worlds. However, before they could ask her and appealed to her to change her mind, she said.

"I'm going to destroy Treas, to the very core."

The words were infused with killing intent that far surpassed the combination of all of her ex-subordinates. The trees were almost withered by that sharp blue gaze of hers and the wild animals were rushing out from the forest seeking new shelter.

The insane idea of fighting against the most influential family in the world seemed more possible when she said it, especially with the other two that looked like they had the same intention. The half-giant opened his hand before revealing the paper had been shredded into pieces then succumbed to the strong wind.

"We may meet again, but when the time comes. I hope what I have established, the community, the environment of what guild is supposed to be, is etched in your life. Look at around you, you are all come from different races, but you still respect each other equally, at least from the surface. I know there is some natural hate running through your blood since all of you have different experiences growing up, but in the Guild HQ it meant nothing."

They were all gobsmacked by her words. She was never the type to give long advice, let alone a speech. It was as if she was a different person but having the same face. However, the reality was as such. They began to wonder if she was holding her personality back and that the 'her' right now was the true her.

"Don't forget the code that you promised yourself when you were all started to join, keep it growing if you can. I will watch over when I have time, but for now, I need to take off the mantle. One of the vice leaders may take it if they wished so or let it be until someone worthy take the position. I don't want to hear any of your pleadings, my decision is final."

"Now, it is time to take my old mantle," she muttered before turning around.

"Let's go you two!"

The ashen hair nodded before pulling one of his arms to the side of his abdomen.

"Giant Art: Space Breaking Fist!"

The very fabric of the firmament space broke through like glass. Thunderstorm and endless darkness with no direction awaits. The spatial storm was dreaded by most cultivators but not the three of them.

The horrid face they make didn't last long before their leader led the other two and entered the spatial storm without any hesitation. However, the elites opened their eyes wide as they realized that nature was struggling to repair itself. How much power does that one single fist contain, no one alive told the tales.

"I-Impossible!" shouted one cultivator from a giant race.

"Someone... actually mastered that art?! It was amongst the highest techniques that our race was struggling to master! Not only that, there have been only five people that could do it," said another.

"No... I just remember a dark secret that long ago, two outsiders manage to master the art and humiliate our race. Two young men, one was half-giant. He was an outcast because his blood mingled with outsiders, yet he managed to master it to the highest degree and could pull it off with ease without any backlash. Fluid and perfect"

"I've heard it too, if-if-if, if that rumor is true... then... the other one is..."

The giant gulped.

"The full-fledged human... the one the half-giant called... master."