CHAPTER 1645 WHY ARE YOU SHOUTING? IT IS ANNOYING

*Thud*

Varain's huge body crashed on the ground and toppled a few times over.

Without any change in her expression, Vyriana simply walked the living rock and waited for him to stand up.

Clearly, she was taking her sweet time.

After all, unlike the last time, they were barely fighting around a few hundred Ultimate Stage Cultivators, she took on this many when she was alone and right now, all her sisters were with her.

Another thing to note was that unlike the last time, they weren't oblivious. They knew the Association's complete strength, the possible reinforcements, and whatnot.

This time, their goal wasn't completely annihilation either, so even if the enemies wanted to escape, unlike the last time, they weren't going to stop them.

What if the enemies called for reinforcements?

Heh.

It was not as if the women were scared.

As mentioned before, they knew how strong the Association was.

Even if the reinforcement came, they were very much capable of taking them on.

Heck, they had even let the living rock graciously hide and call for those reinforcements himself.

It was a plan Ember came up with.

And no, they weren't actually expecting the reinforcements to arrive.

Who honestly would after seeing that image?

The strongest being you know standing all bruised, completely helpless in front of a mere 15 women. Not to mention the massacre going on in the background.

The strength of the enemies couldn't be clearer in that little shot, coming here was no different than giving away your life.

One had to remember, the Association might have come under a single leader, but right now, they weren't as united as before. These people weren't exactly loyal to Varain, who was already responsible for the destruction of more than 40 worlds that once belonged to the Association.

Ember highly doubted that anyone would come with reinforcements.

Then why go for it in the first place?

Well, Ember wanted to avoid useless causalities.

As a previous General, she knew it was always better to avoid pointless causalities when one could. Yes, she wasn't scared of killing or massacring thousands of beings within a few seconds, however, right now, she could see all of this was avoidable.

If she could sow the seed of fear into the minds of these leaders, they would give in and even if they wouldn't allow them to devour their worlds, the resistance they would face later would be much weaker.

The rest of the women agreed with this.

Sure, it was more work to take a few hundred Ultimate Stage Cultivators in all 8 works than to simply take out everyone in one go, but right now, they had all the time in the world.

They could take the slower, less brutal path.

And he knows?

It might actually work in their favor.

What if the Leaders decide to devour their own world in fear?

It was something they did before, devouring the allied worlds, so it wouldn't be wrong to assume they would do the same with their own world, however, Ember knew this wasn't possible.

Devouring one's own world wasn't a simple issue.

The other subordinates would never agree to it since they would be losing their Cultivation Path and their weaker family members would simply die. The resistance the leaders would face if they made this decision would simply be too strong.

Their best bet right now would be to surrender.

Anyways, while Vyriana considered all of this in her head, Varain finally got enough time to stand back on his feet. The Terratrum's self-regenerating power kicked in, quickly

healing his injuries.

Vyriana let it happen.

The Dragon was bored.

She was expecting the Terratrum to show something exciting so she gave him all the time he needed.

Yes, it was something you should never do, especially in a War.

But if you are the strongest Divine Stage Cultivator, well, the second Strongest. Divine Stage Cultivator in the world to be more precise, than you were allowed to do things many others cannot.

Varain stared at the woman in front of him with a grave look on his face.

He knew.

He knew the woman was giving him the chance to regenerate and fight her again, he

knew the woman was treating him as a plaything, and he was going to make sure that this woman would pay for the mistake she was making.

"AAAGGHHHH!!"

He shouted as he rushed towards the Dragon.

His speed was oddly fast considering his giant body, it would take any normal cultivator by surprise. The Terratrum almost instantly appeared right next to Vyriana and unleashed a punch strong enough to break even the ground he was standing on.

He had put his entire weight in that punch, but then,

Silence fell over the place as the Dragon simply held his punch with her small hand, just. like Varain showed speed unbecoming of his size, she showed strength far stronger than what anyone with her body frame should have.

Varain stared at the monster in front of him in disbelief.

Vyriana on the other hand, showed no change in her expression again.

No, there was one change.

She seemed even more bored.

"I gave you 5 whole minutes, and this is what you came up with?"

She questioned.

"Do you need more time?

I won't mind even you ask me for an hour.

Actually, I can even give you some healing potions, or you can call any healer you know.

There is actually one healer on my side as well, but I don't think she would heal you. She barely heals us with her powers, let alone you. The bitch only uses her powers on my husband. Well, most of her powers only work on my husband. So there is that."

Yes, Vyriana was a little too chatty.

Much more than the usual.

This is what boredom does to a being.

Of course, the other side interpreted this as a clear disrespect.

"YOU PESKY BITCH!!! I WILL KILL YOU!!!!!"

Unable to take it anymore, Varain shouted out loud as the energy around him gathered

at a scary rate.

"AAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!"

The being roared, moving his hand away from Vyriana, he joined both his hands and

slammed them to the ground.

*BOOOOOOOM*

The ground exploded.

Everything shook,

was as if a strong earthquake had come. Cracks appeared all over

the battlefield, people started losing their footing and falling to the ground, but soon, they realized that these tremors weren't the only problem they had to deal with. is the owner.

Far from it.

The cracks that had appeared all over the place were widened, and from them, molten Lava capable of burning any being to ashes came out.

The ground moved, sharp spikes were formed all over the place, aiming at the women

who were killing everyone mercilessly, trying to either impale them, or push them into

the molten Lava.

This was the Tarratrum's Ultimate Skill.

The World Shaker.

An Ability that was powerful alone to change the flow of a battle all on its own. An Ability

that was strong enough to topple armies and send them to their deaths.

An Ability that made Terratrum the fearsome beings they are.

But...

"What are you trying to do?" After the dust settled down, Varain heard a voice he didn't wish to hear at all.

He looked where Vyriana stood before and saw the woman still standing there with the

same, bored look on her face.

"Using a crowd control ability when you are fighting a single opponent.

Are you sure you are the strongest here?

What was even the point of using this ability?

Were you trying to help your subordinates?

If yes, then you failed spectacularly, because no matter how I look at it, it is only your

subordinates who were affected by your abilities."

Vyriana spoke as she looked around.

Obviously, none of the women were harmed. Rather, they didn't even care what was

happening and continued their hunting.

Varain, who saw this scene was terrified.

Vyriana stood at the centre of the explosion, he wasn't expecting much, but there should

be at least one bruise or a burned mark on her body, how was she completely alright!?

She didn't even look like she was caught in an explosion.

"Tsk.

Even that Snake woman was better than you." Vyriana snorted and the moment she said those words, Varain sensed his end.

He could sense that the woman was now utterly bored, he wasn't 'entertaining for her in

any way and she was about to kill him and move on.

His Fear crept up.

Unable to take it anymore, he shouted.

"WHAT THE DOING!?

HALF OF YOUR PEOPLE HAVE BEEN KILLED AND YOU STILL HAVEN'T MADE YOUR

MOVE!

ARE YOU GOING TO LET ALL OF US DIE!?

WHEN ARE YOU GOING TO MOVE!!!?

LORD SELVITH!!!"

"What...?"

"Lord Selvith...?"

"He... he is alive...?"

"But how is that possible...?"

"It has been more than 5,000 years since Lord Selvith was last seen. He should be around

14,000 years old now if he is even alive, no Ultimate Stage Cultivator lives that long"

"Has Lord Varain gone crazy?"

The people from Association couldn't believe it. Selvith was one of the strongest previous-generation leaders of the Association. Many

here weren't alive when he was active, however, from the records, they knew just how

strong the being was.

Was he still alive?

Instantly, a ray of hope lit up in the eyes of all beings present. The despair they all felt

started to fade away.

But their happiness wasn't long lasting.

"LOR="

Varain, who continued to shout,

*BOOM*

Was suddenly punched and his entire body broke into several pieces.

"Why are you shouting? It is annoying"

Vyriana spoke as she picked her ears with an annoyed look on her face.

And yes, the Leader of the Association was dead, just like that.