Dresden Empire Strikes! (2)

He was at the peak of Tier 10, and he never had the opportunity to fight someone at Tier 11 with relatively average combat prowess, mainly due to the lack of such people in the Chthnonian Empire.

All of the Tier 11 experts of the Chthonian Empire had extremely high destructive prowess, and so on, so he couldn't just go and fight with his mother, or he would be squashed like a bug in seconds.

Hela was terrifying even among the other Tier 11 experts of the Baator.

After approximately twenty-five minutes, they had already arrived at the territory of the Heaven-Defying Sect, which was a sect of the cultivators that came from another Universe and became vassals of the Three-Eyed Race.

Among the vassals of the Three-Eyed Race, they were one of the very few ones who were not technologically advanced and rather focused on improving their own strength; there were even rumors that they had more Tier 11 experts than they were showing, but nothing was confirmed yet.

"Let the one with the highest kill count win!"

When they were in the vicinity of the home plane of the Heaven-Defying Sect, Sigmar shouted to the rest of the Tier 11 experts in the expeditionary fleet while taking his Warhammer Ghal-Maraz, as he teleported out of the ship and directly attacked the plane.

"Oh my lord, that idiot."

Yasaka held her templates as she watched her husband charging into the battle without care of anything else, while soon enough following after him.

She herself was Tier 10, and even though she was the only initial one, she was the High Priestess of the Father of All Devils.

In times of need, she could showcase some power of Father of All Devils himself, so aside from Aracne's Ancestor Adolf K. Weissmann, she was the strongest person here.

And finally, Rossweiss remained there, just looking at both of them; considering her peak Tier 9 strength, she concluded that it would be safer for her to remain with her Valkyrie Division and participate in the upcoming siege rather than in duels that were commencing right now.

After hearing Sigmar's bold proclamation, some more hot-headed or competitive Arcanists immediately followed after him, and even one of Tier 11 who was Yatogami Kuroh, in case there were more Tier 11 cultivators in the Heaven-Defying Sect than initially predicted.

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When Sigmar arrived at the plane, he noticed thousands of humans already coming to him; thus, he gripped his Warhammer Ghal-Maraz, unleashing the power of his Godhood and the Laws he comprehended, as he followed a similar way to his father.

Godhood and Laws as one, as his father liked to say.

Unleashing the Power of Death to the maximum, enveloping the entire the Warhammer Ghal-Maraz, he waved at the incoming cultivators as the wave of the Energy of Death hit them, instantly decaying their bodies, consuming their lifespan as their bodies crumbled to ash and dust.

Only a few of them survived, those who reached the Peak of Tier 10 and could forcibly resist the decaying power of his Godhood.

Instantly, Sigmar revealed a bloodthirsty grin as Law of Darklight cracked around the Ghal-Maraz, teleporting to the nearest Tier 10 cultivator who had been turned into a frail old man from his previous handsome middle-aged appearance, smashing the Ghal-Maraz directly into his chest with a full force.

The strike created a shockwave that sent flying all people in the vicinity of those two, as the Tier 10 cultivator was killed, as half of his upper body was missing.

"Weak. Pathetic."

Sigmar cursed at them as they were weak.

That was due to their "power system"; most of the typical cultivation systems made by cultivators were based on an aspect of gathering energy and refining that energy, something very similar to the Devils in the first 8 Tiers of their existence.

Due to such kinds of power systems, cultivation was easy as fuck, and the people practicing it had extremely long lifespans, but it had one serious disadvantage. Their combat prowess was shit, even weaker than those of Warlocks of the Astral Boundary.

Compared to Sigmar, who followed the path of Laws and Godhood, one casual strike was enough to kill some random peak Tier 10 cultivator of an energy-gathering-based cultivation system.

Not all cultivation systems were only about gathering energy and purifying it; some of them had aspects similar to Law Comprehension or other unusual methods of tremendously increasing their combat prowess.

Looking at the surviving cultivators, he conjured hundreds of Darklight Weapons coated with the Power of Death, shooting the object at them, instantly slaughtering them like ants.

"Father was right, they really amount to nothing, but still, they could probably outnumber us several times over if it was under normal circumstances."

Sigmar muttered.

Practicing these power systems was relatively easy; practically anyone could do it, and with enough resources, ascending to higher Tiers was not a problem, of course, at the price of rather low combat prowess.

Nevertheless, for many people, that was an acceptable price.

Especially for species that lacked a naturally long lifespan, the advantages of such a power system were very appealing to them, as they provided them with long lifespans and some power, which was good for countless people.

After finishing off these cultivators, Sigmar entered the place of the Heaven-Defying Sect and started searching for the Sect Master or whoever was at Tier 11 because the rest of the people were not a match for him.

A few brave ones attacked him already, but they were squashed like a bug by his Warhammer Ghal-Maraz.

Still, he had to admit that if one thing was impressive about the entire place, it was the architecture, distinctively similar to that of Youkai in the Empire, and because his first wife was one, even their house was stylized in the similar architecture.

"Out of my way."

He shouted; with one swipe of his Warhammer, he turned another of the Elders of the Heaven-Defying Sect into a meat past as he finally entered the main building of the sect.