Clash of Supreme

In front of the old, well-maintained, large house, a scene of stark contrast unfolded before anyone who happened to be passing by.

Two figures, a sexually attractive adult woman and a small girl who still maintained her innocence, stood side by side. However, the differences between them were striking.

The first difference was their age and physical appearance. The woman was clearly an adult, with curves in all the right places and an air of confidence and sensuality about her. The little girl, on the other hand, was small and fragile-looking, with wide, innocent eyes that seemed to take in everything around her.

The second difference was in their clothing and overall style. The woman had a punk-like appearance, with a graphic t-shirt, loose jeans, and a denim jacket. Her black boots looked well-worn and comfortable, and she had several tattoos on her hands and neck that hinted at a rebellious streak. Her makeup was dramatic and bold, with red lips and sharp, dark eyes that seemed to pierce through anyone who looked at her.

Meanwhile, the little girl was dressed in a stunning white satin dress that seemed to glow in the sunlight. A delicate lace collar adorned her neck, and her long sleeves trailed down to her fingertips. On her head, she wore an exquisite jewel crown that sparkled and shone with every movement. She looked like a true princess, a vision of luxury and elegance.

But the third and most striking difference between the two figures was their situation. The woman held the little girl's waist from behind, her hand firmly gripping her delicate skin. In her other hand, she held a small knife, its sharp blade glinting dangerously in the sunlight. The little girl looked up at her captor with a mixture of fear and confusion, unsure of what was happening or what will next happened . The scene was tense and unsettling, leaving anyone who saw it feeling disturbed and uneasy.

Clearly, they were originally kidnapper and victim, but now they were the captor and captive.

The woman's eyes were wild, a clear sign of her excitement and anticipation. like she had been waiting for this moment, and now it was finally here. She looked down at the little girl, who was trembling in fear, and gave a wicked grin.

"Ah, they finally arrived," she muttered under her breath, her voice filled with a sense of dark satisfaction.

As she spoke, her eyes scanned the sky, searching for any sign of movement. At first, there was nothing but silence, and the tension grew thick in the air. But then, a small dot appeared on the horizon, growing larger and larger until it became clear that it was a large humanoid creature.

The creature shot towards them at an incredible speed, leaving a trail of dust and debris in its wake. The woman stepped forward, her grip on the little girl tightening, as the creature drew closer and closer.

*DUAAARRRR

And then, with a deafening roar, the humanoid crashed into the ground in front of them, causing a shockwave that swept the ground in all directions. The impact was so intense that it caused the buildings around them to collapse, sending clouds of dust and debris into the air.

But the woman didn't flinch. She stood there, staring at the creature with a look of triumph on her face,.

"That was a dramatic landing, but isn't it more suited for a villain's landing rather than a hero's, huh?" said the woman as she looked around.

Finally, the dust from the ground hid the figure, and it disappeared, revealing a large 4-meter-tall tiger-like creature wrapped in black chains. Then a voice came from the tiger's mouth,

"Because I'm not a hero," the tiger-like creature replied.

The woman narrowed her eyes as she studied the creature. "So, who are you?" she asked, suspicion in her voice. "As far as I know, there is no Ranker who has a Demihuman avatar like yours in the Empire."

The creature remained silent, its eyes fixed on the woman. She took a step forward, brandishing a small knife. "Are you from Archenium or do you have no affiliation with any country?" she demanded.

Still, the creature did not answer. The woman snorted in frustration. "Whatever, whoever you are," she said, pointing the knife at the creature. "You should know what will happen if you do something funny, right?" She gestured towards the little girl, whose delicate neck was still held in the woman's grasp.

As if to reinforce her words, the woman scratched the knife she was holding on the little girl's neck, causing blood to flow from her delicate neck.

But seemingly ignoring this, the chain wrapped around the tiger started to lengthen and then floated in the air.

"Heh, don't you know that if you kill an important figure of a country, you won't just end up on the wanted list of that country but also-"

*DUUAARARRR

In the middle of the woman's sentence, a chain suddenly shot towards them with incredible speed, smashing the flesh, bones, and organs of the two women into a gruesome clump of blood. The sight was horrific, but the voice that followed was even more chilling.

"I guess cheap tricks like that won't work," it said, emanating from the head that had emerged from the blood. Gradually, the blood began to take on a new form, as if it were being sculpted into a body complete with arms, legs, and even the same clothes that the woman had worn.

"Sometimes, the success of an endeavor is not entirely within our control," someone said, trying to comfort.

"But it's true that trying to do something without careful consideration and knowing that the effort is sure to fail is a foolish action," responded another speaker.

"Perhaps it may seem like foolishness, but in reality, trying to make an effort is a noble act," answered another speaker who tried to defend themselves.

"But if you keep making the same mistakes and not learning from experience, then it is indeed appropriate to call that person foolish," the impatient speaker interjected.

With that, there were five people standing in the place where the gory scene had just occurred. They all had the same appearance, the same voice, and the same face.

Whoosh

A chain whipped through the air, striking all five women at once, turning them into a pool of blood. The sight was horrifying. But as had happened before, after a few moments, eighteen new women were formed from the scattered blood. They looked exactly like the previous ones and seemed to have the same thoughts as well. The only way to describe this situation is extremely strange and terrifying.

"Bloodspawn" Finally, the tiger opened its mouth again.

"Bloodspawan" is a nickname given to a certain master who possesses a type-sentinel saga. Her saga is able to create infinite copies of herself from every drop of his blood that falls to the ground. The longer the battle went on, the more dangerous and troublesome it became to face that saga.

and the name of that saga is 'Multiplicator Omniffision, Raktabija'.

"Ah, it seems that you know our nickname," said one of the Raktajiba

"You don't seem as dumb as you look--"

"That's good," interrupted the tiger.

"That's really good," the tiger continued.

"Heh, what-" one of the Raktabijas tried to speak.

*Whoosh

The body of the Raktabija disintegrated into a mass of blood before they could finish their sentence.

"-are you-"

*Whoosh

Another Raktabija tried to continue their sentence, but was destroyed by another chain that appeared.

"-talking about!"

*Whoosh

Another Raktabija managed to finish their sentence before being destroyed by another chain

Finally, the three chains hung in the air, revealing the dog head shape that had not been visible before.

With that, all of the movements of the Raktabija stopped. It was as if time had been stopped, and they had just realized who they were facing.

Just like Raktabija who has reached the 7th form, the chain is also a saga that has reached the Supreme.

'Three Headed Beast, Cerberus'

"The-Triple-Threat" said each of three the Raktabijas before their heads exploded.

*GUUUAAAAGHHHH

The tiger roared, indicating that the real battle had just begun.

All Raktabijas attacked simultaneously before being destroyed by the chain-cerberus even before they took 2 steps forward.

Just like the previous repetition, Raktabijas started to emerge from the blood of the previous Raktabijas, this time there were more than 100 Raktabijas that appeared. They started to attack again.

*Whoosh

The Raktabijas who were directly hit by cerberus were immediately shattered into a pool of blood, receiving greater damage than their remaining HP. Meanwhile, those who were not directly hit by Cerberus were thrown onto nearby buildings, and then they also turned into a pool of blood.

After hundreds of Raktabijas emerged, now Cerberus never stopped moving, he continued to move around destroying Raktabijas and the remaining buildings.

The sight was like a Raktabija manufacturing plant with Cerberus as the machine while Raktabijas were the raw material and the product produced.