Chapter 1644 - 1644: The Cavalry Is Here

"Miles, how's everyone else doing?" Ethan asked.

"Oh, right!"

Miles hurriedly brought out the tablet.

"Captain, we need to act fast. None of them are doing well."

"Theron is pinned down by one peak Tier 47 and two Tier 47s. He's not in immediate danger, but they've been beating him back the entire time. Another group is heading his way and will probably reach him soon."

"The Rimekin have more people, but so do their opponents, and the enemy is stronger. Some of the Rimekin are already injured."

"The Rimekin?" Ethan asked, puzzled.

"They're the ones you asked to help defend Goldcrest City. Their strongest fighters have arrived and are currently intercepting two groups for us."

"Oh, them."

Ethan finally remembered.

"I didn't expect them to help us."

"It's about their interests," Miles said. "They see our potential. By helping now, they're betting that we'll rise to power. Once we do, they'll probably need something from us."

"Eira is a smart woman." Ethan nodded. "If New Atlas survives this, I'll do everything I can to help the Rimekin when they need us."

"What about Chris?"

"He's not doing well either. He can turn invisible, but it seems like someone managed to mark him. One group is chasing him right now. His survival ability is strong, though, so he should be able to hold out for a while."

"The Beast Sovereign is in the most danger. It's drawn almost half the enemy forces to itself. More than seventy Void Realm fighters are chasing it right now. It's heading toward the entrance to Eldoria, probably hoping to call in its subordinates."

"But the ones chasing it are all powerful. Even if its subordinates arrive, I doubt they'll be able to hold them off," Miles said grimly.

"More than seventy..." Ethan's mouth twitched.

"Are more Void Realm groups still heading toward New Atlas?"

"Yes, but they've all changed course along the way. Their real target must be the Beast Sovereign. My guess is that the Pyrathi spread word of a peak Tier 47 Outland Beast in New Atlas. That's what attracted so many Stage SSS fighters."

"Now that the Beast Sovereign has revealed its position, they're all chasing it instead."

"So the number of groups hunting it will only keep growing?"

"Definitely."

"..."

Ethan rubbed his temples. For a moment, he almost considered giving up on saving the Beast Sovereign.

But he couldn't bring himself to do that.

He took the tablet from Miles and studied the display.

"Can you contact the Beast Sovereign?"

"Yes. I clipped a communicator to its ear."

"Smart. Tell it to stop heading toward Eldoria. Have it fly straight for the ocean."

"The ocean..." Miles's eyes lit up. "You mean..."

"Exactly."

"How did I not think of that?"

Miles immediately contacted the Beast Sovereign.

In Rivermark State, the Beast Sovereign was flying toward the entrance to Eldoria at incredible speed.

Dozens of figures pursued it from behind.

It was slightly faster than they were, but its condition had deteriorated so badly that it couldn't shake them.

More alien fighters kept appearing in its path, trying to surround it. To break through each blockade, the Beast Sovereign had been forced to take their attacks head-on and charge through by brute force, leaving its body covered in wounds.

There was no other choice. If it allowed itself to be pinned down for even a moment, it would die.

By now, the Beast Sovereign had cursed Miles more times than it could count.

It was the sovereign of every beast in Eldoria, the strongest existence in that world. When had it ever suffered like this?

This was all that brat's fault.

Yet no matter how much it cursed, the Beast Sovereign never led its pursuers toward New Atlas. Instead, it planned to use its subordinates in Eldoria to buy time.

It trusted that once Ethan finished his breakthrough, he would find a way to help.

Just then, Miles's voice came from the communicator on its ear.

The Beast Sovereign froze for a moment. Despite all its resentment, it still followed Miles's directions and turned toward a different destination.

The brat might be good at getting it into trouble, but his plans usually worked.

The pursuing aliens didn't think much of the Beast Sovereign's sudden change in direction. They continued chasing without hesitation.

The Outland Beast was already badly wounded. There was no way they would give up now.

Watching the Beast Sovereign turn east toward the ocean, Ethan breathed a sigh of relief.

Once it reached the water, escaping its pursuers should be much easier.

The Beast Sovereign was at home in the water, so fighting or traveling beneath the surface wouldn't affect it much. The same couldn't be said for the aliens chasing it.

More importantly, the ocean was home to plenty of delightful creatures.

Even an entire force of Stage SSS fighters would pay a price for charging blindly into those waters.

"We can leave the Beast Sovereign alone for now. Theron comes first," Ethan said.

Then he called toward Abyron's residence.

"Abyron, Dahlia! We're leaving!"

Abyron soon emerged, with Dahlia following close behind.

He still acted cold toward her, but at least he no longer looked openly annoyed by her presence.

"You're coming too." Ethan looked at Sean and the others.

They had all reached Stage SSS. They could take part in a battle at this level now.

"All right."

They nodded.

"Boss, wait for us!"

Big Mike, Skinny Pete, and Garrick arrived just then. They had also completed their breakthroughs, and all three were now Stage SSS.

"Good. If you've all reached Stage SSS, then you can come with us."

Ethan smiled and swept a hand through the air, opening a dimensional rift in front of the group.

"Miles, keep monitoring the situation. If anything unexpected happens, contact me immediately."

"Got it."

Everyone entered the dimensional rift.

Greycrest State...

Four figures clashed fiercely in the sky. The shock waves from their battle sent nearby Outland Beasts and alien creatures fleeing in every direction.

Theron was fighting alone against three dark-skinned aliens.

His body was covered in wounds, and his energy was in disarray, but his expression remained as proud as ever.

After holding off all three for so long, he had every right to be proud.

"Kid, I don't understand what you think you're accomplishing by blocking us," one of the aliens said. "Did you come here just to die?"

Theron didn't answer. His attacks never slowed.

Boom!

Another violent collision erupted.

Theron was thrown back more than a thousand feet, a thin line of blood running from the corner of his mouth.

"You're pretty strong, kid. Why not join us Noxari?"

Theron answered with another swing of his enormous sword of light.

"Hmph. We offered you an easy way out, but you refused. In that case, there's no reason to keep you alive!"

"Kill him!"

The three Noxari intensified their assault.

At that moment, a dimensional rift opened above them.

A group of figures emerged.

"You think you can kill someone from New Atlas?"