2200. Fake

"What are you doing?!" Albatia shouted. "What are you trying to achieve?!"

King Elbas didn't answer. He let his aura explode with power and turn the whole battlefield into a massive storm as he continued to approach the final workshop.

Supreme Thief, Sepunia, and the Foolery were as surprised as Albatia. They didn't understand what was happening, but their instincts told them that they had to retreat. That power could put their worlds at risk.

King Elbas' power level lost clarity. Part of it remained at the very peak of the ninth rank, but brims of his aura pierced those limits and expanded in a world that the others failed to sense properly.

"This is not possible!" Albatia cried as she deployed part of her army in front of the gales converging toward her. "No rank 9 existence can gain access to that power!"