I knew this dude was dangerous and had lots of forces yet to summon.

Just seeing how smooth sealing this lizard went made me inwardly sigh. Indeed there was a huge gulf between sealing a fierce dark realm monster and just such a normal monster.

Even if it was a hybrid, it was nothing compared to my turtle!

During these hours, the fight against my fodders started near the walls. My forces boarded the walls and started raining the enemy with attacks.

They used their gears, skills, and even the defensive weapons on top of these walls.

The Hectors did a great job in fortifying their most important zone with deadly weapons. And now they were used against their own forces.

I didn’t have much time to inspect the ongoing war back there. But from time to time, I’d steal a gaze or two.

It was like what Sith told me. The enemy didn’t have any support from their gear. Their weapons didn’t show any remarkable performance thanks to that punishment.

And on top of that, when they started killing my fodders, they started to get weaker!

They first could swarm the frontline easily, crushing my fodders like they were facing walls made out of glass.

Yet after passing through a few tens of lines, they’d eventually slow down, until they’d all stop moving forward.

At some point, they’d even be pushed back! My fodders, the weakest of my entire forces here, were pushing such mighty elites who witnessed tons of wars already and won lots of fights.

Sith didn’t lie. As usual, all he said came true. The forces that I feared only needed to be fed and they would turn all docile and harmless.

But that didn’t give me any joy. Not even when my forces inside the shield were devastating the trapped forces inside.

I knew what yet to come would be much fiercer than this.

I watched that lizard getting sucked into my ball at last after the passage of ten hours.

The last stretch of half a mile took almost four hours! Even that king didn’t lose hope in destroying my arms, always sending mighty and violent attacks that fell over the arms and even reached my shield.

But they were all futile. And in the end I won this clash.

*Roar!* that lizard finally gave out its last roar before it vanished inside my ball with its head being the last thing to be drawn there.

“It’s mine now!” I felt a stinging pain at my back, just the same like I felt when the little one was sealed there. I touched my left side and felt a mark there.

“I got another tattoo, it seems this technique will turn me into a piece of art,” I shortly laughed before turning my full attention towards that king inside his mighty castle.

Now I deprived you from your strongest asset. What would you do now?

“Ok, you are worthy for me to use this little baby of mine then…” Just as I was thinking about his next move, he suddenly took out a coin. I couldn’t see him, but saw a coin thrown out from the centre of this flying castle, coming from the central castle in there.

,ᴄ-ᴏ-m It first went up, flashing while reflecting light. It was bronze in colour, seemingly covered in rust as if it was so damn ancient.

Yet when it flew for a few tens of metres outside his castle’s orange shield, it started to expand and grew bigger until it was so damn big to rival the size of his castle.

It kept flapping for a few times in such colossal size before stopping. It had two sides, one with some sort of a face and the other seemed like a sword. And it stopped at the face side.

“This is my most treasured baby, I found it while exploring an ancient battlefield in that cursed universe. I don’t know its origin, and I don’t get its full abilities, but I know a single use for it…”

All of sudden he started to be talkative and friendly, giving me goosebumps. Was he so damn confident in this old antique he just brought to kill me?

“Its use is unique, and can’t be that useful in the early stages of any apocalypse. Yet when the apocalypse will reach its last stages, it will become a mighty tool. Thanks to it, I ruled over my apocalypse trial, and ended up as the sole king ruling over all the races and worlds there…”

Dammit! He was really that confident to the extent he started to expose such big secrets to me. If he doubted his item would fail, he wouldn’t have said anything about it or about its scary benefits.

One item that helped him to rule over the apocalypse cluster of his? And it was very useful at the end stages of this trial? It meant only one thing…

This coin, no matter how old and rusty it looked, was a really frightening treasure. No, it was an artefact!

“This coin will flip and stop at either a face or a sword. If it stopped at a face like it did now, then nothing will happen. But if it stopped at a sword, then we both will be teleported to an arena where we will fight.”

He kept speaking in such a stress free way. That bastard… He was aiming towards taking me away with him, before letting our two forces fight together.

But… He missed a single point here. It was something he didn’t know, so it didn’t count as his mistake. Yet this single point made all the difference here.

“To use this coin, two kings must be present in the battlefield, fighting against each other, just like you and me…” he laughed while that coin suddenly changed size and got smaller before it turned into a bronze ray of light, going back into his hand.

“Again then, let’s see how much luck you have, human king.”

I knew such treasure being used over and over again would cost him much. But he was prepared for such a cost to just kill me and win this war.