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The power of the flames that could attack the dimensions beyond was the answer to Myrth's powerful explosive energy.

Through the Combat Body of the two fused Myrth, they had enough Universe Energy that could cultivate a special dimension within them.

And that fire was now breaking out. Myrth didn't have the luxury of having the power that could change the terrain and cause the dimensions beyond to be upheld within the three dimensions. Instead, Myrth created a chamber where they could summon the fire energy and cause it to explode at a very limited rate to hide her true powers.

The fire had another interesting power that could easily create a pathway to teleport from one place to another without any ripple of energy that would be detectable in the three dimensions.

And so, as soon as Myrth revealed their true form, they immediately used the teleporting power to transport everyone into her hellish dimension, where the power similar to making a sun was formed.

But the three Overcomers and the Ranked Hero Rosa had come prepared. The plan to Hunt the Presiders was now only possible as each overcomer had managed to create a means to either form the Cultivators Body or the Dantian.

They all had a vast amount of energy that could easily power up an entire city.

Rosa used her powers to cause ice to counter the fire.

Lioncourt was forcing all the flames around him back or not to move. And without movement, there was no heat.

Meng was using desolation to simply devour the molecules around them.

And Amir's body was able to resist the flames. While it was damaged, the abnormal cells Amir gathered the kinetic force to build more energy. The flames were burning him, but they were also fueling its regeneration!

"Maw of the Ice Dragon!" Meng and Rosa sent their massive Ice dragon to charge forward and bite at Myrth.

"Nuclear Blades!" Out of the mouth of the Realm King appeared numerous compressed forms of energy. The Realm King shot a spiraling and exploding nuclear bomb but had the entire realm contain the energy and turned the explosions into massive thin blades.

"Eh? You guys name your attacks?! Argh! Then take this! Alpha Feral Hellfire Slash!" Amir made a strong slashing attack that harnessed powerful kinetic energy that slashed out of his fangs. The energy was contained in Amir's realm, which created a cutting force.

The hellfire around Amir was cut into pieces as Amir's strike was only weaker than Omricon's blade!

"You dare raise your hand at the Emperor of Hell?!" Myrth harnessed the power and a black flame. But the flame was collapsing on each other and became a strange dark fire that broke into three forms and shot out to the Overcomers.

The explosions reverberated, and a strange fire began to break out in the dimensions outside of Myrth's ship!

The sudden outbreak added to more confusion as they couldn't understand where the explosions were coming from.

Andornze recognized it and cheered. The two had already seen the power and understood what was happening.

"Someone is fighting Myrth in that strange realm she used back then!" Lanterk was stunned.

"Amazing. These earthling Presiders got a lot of guts to do that and dare attack her like that! This means she can't peer out the sun outside here! We have to take advantage of this and make our attack!"

"No. Be cautious. Something is wrong with this battle! There is force hidden behind the arranged attacks that have been happening! Garenjazz and Myrth are not weak! Yet both of them are now facing a battle that has wounded them! This isn't right! The Favors of Fate are not that easy to break! Someone is manipulating this battle to their favor! We cannot let it go on like this!" Lanterk frowned.

Andronze was surprised at Lanterk's analysis.

"Then move here as fast as you can!"

"I can't. The WGP is watching my steps. And the missing Atlantis and the Kraken that were lost right before Crostfree died are close! So if I teleport, they might disrupt it, and I will end up using Universe Energy!"

"What do we do?" Andronze asked.

"Something unexpected. I saw a team attacking Stravia's group and more fighting Myrth. Disrupting the battle between that Tyrant Empress will also do well. Work at it! I'll do something of my own as well." Lanterk answered.

Instantly, the main body of Lanterk did the outrageous and harnessed Universe Energy around his Throne. He had already used up a lot to the point that his travel towards Egypt could not be done swiftly or use teleportation or warping. But instead, he warped his Throne.

He made a teleportation leap and appeared over the land of the Caliphates. Lanterk used basic cloaking technology so the people couldn't see it. But Pridgeon had easily detected it, and Lanterk was right above the fortress of Pridgeon! Pridgeon was preparing to launch his own Babel. But Lanterk had easily found the location of his base!

"Pridgeon!" Lanterk called out.

Pridgeon was startled and saw Lanterk's main body appear!

"You?! You plan to take advantage of-"

Suddenly, Lanterk threw down a strange object that looked like a coffin.

The coffin fell and crashed to the ground below and surprised Pridgeon.

"Take it and open it. I am not here to fight. I need your help. That is what I'm offering!" Lanterk explained.

Pridgeon was stunned at Lanterk's declaration.

"Gordon. Open it." Pridgeon ordered.

Gordon was cursing and was very reluctant but followed the orders.

"What...?!" Gordon was stunned.

Inside the object was a corpse! It was a real coffin.

"This is a corpse...?" Gordon frowned.

"Impossible! This...! This is how you create your incarnations!" Pridgeon, however, could tell what it was.

"Yes. I am offering you this."

"What do you want?"

"I want you to help Myrth or Straviaa."

"Why do you want me to help?"

"Something is very peculiar of this battle. First Shackstress, and then me, then Garenjazz, and now Myrth. Someone on earth is strong enough to threaten and kill us. Four Top-Tiers have suffered. And none of us are ordinary Top-Tiers. Me and Garenjazz, and even that Myrth are half a step toward becoming Principals. Yet, we are being attacked like this. My other incarnations are true Principals, and while I cannot wield their same power, I know that something is altering the will and flow around this planet. And that makes sense if it is indeed the Lost Primordial that left its legacy here."

"How do I know this isn't a trap?"

"I can't say. But if you want, I shall vow with my soul that we won't attack you in any way now, during, and five days after this battle." Pridgeon was amazed.

"...Then go in my chambers. I'll allow you to teleport inside."

"Fine."

Instantly, Lanterk was in the very room of Pridgeon where his throne stood.

Lanterk had the coffin that appeared next to him. Various powerful weapons were aimed at Lanterk.

"You are serious about this matter. It seems like you are afraid." Pridgeon had a severe expression.

"Yes. I am. Something that challenges my path as a Conqueror is here." Lanterk said as strange bright energy appeared. Just as Stravia and Enderks made a deal to share information and vowed with their soul, Lanterk was doing the same.

"...Then I accept." Pridgeon agreed and did the same as they finalized the deal.

"Good. I'll go now. See you on the battlefield. I know you've met the Tyrant Empress. Be careful. If you think you are outside her influence, you are wrong."

"I've made preparations to disrupt the... emotions I feel for her."

"I hope that's the case. If you betray Andronze and me and fight us, your soul will get affected. So don't you dare think of helping her. Attack her if you want." Lanterk's form disappeared and arrived at his main fortress, which was making a slow journey towards the area. All that was left was the coffin that Lanterk carried.

"We are going to fight now? Why did you agree so hastily?"

"Because he's right. And because this means all Top-Tiers are uneasy, we could snatch up, and maybe I could devour more suits! Lanterk knew this, but he opted that I would win rather than the mysterious force that has led to the defeat of Shacktress and the threat to all Top-Tiers!" Pridgeon answered.

"Why Straviaa?"

"Do you want to fight the enemy that can threaten Myrth?" Pridgeon frowned.

"Erm... no."

"Everyone! Prepare to warp my ship out! We're going to help Straviaa!" Pridgeon commanded.