Lightning Is the Only Way

The defensive line was shocked. They had remained here for many years without anything happening. No enemy had been attacking, and they also hadn't attacked. This defensive line was too powerful for a simple Striking Squad to make a difference. These core territories were just way too important, and no one dared to recklessly attack.

Yet, wasn't this what they were doing right now? Usually, the closest Empire gave the permission for a defensive line to attack, and then they would ready themselves for several days. After all, the input of the closest Empire was important.

Why was the input of the closest Empire important? The main reason for that was that the conquered territory would transform into a new defensive line. This meant that the space that the previous defensive line had stayed at would be given to the closest Empire to expand.

Of course, such a thing didn't come for free. The Empire had to pay for the new territory. This meant that the Empire had to reward the victorious defensive line out of their own pockets. Such a thing wasn't cheap. Yet, every Empire would still be happy if their Empire became bigger. Such a payment was demanding for an Empire, but the gains easily made up for the losses.

Normally, a defensive line didn't decide when to attack. Yet, the Commander of a defensive line still had the option to do that regardless. This was to protect against a traitorous Emperor that didn't want them to attack. With this setup, both the Commander and the closest Emperor would need to be traitors to stall a defensive line.

The beasts in the defensive line had remained relaxed and calm for so many years, but everything suddenly ended. They were going into battle!

Some of the beasts were fearful. Others were nervous, but most of them were excited. Most of the beast had felt stifled for so many years. Staying in this defensive line gave them Contribution Points towards their Empires, which allowed them to enter Law Comprehension Areas. Yet, after such a long time, they all craved tempering.

Aris, Cera, and Yersi were shocked that their father had made the entire defensive line move with just some simple words. They had often talked to the Commander and wanted her to attack, but she always refused, saying that it was too risky. Yet, with just some simple words, Gravis managed to convince her.

"I will only get involved if there is no way for you to win," Gravis said to the Commander. "This is your fight, not mine."

Yet, when Gravis said that, a crafty glint appeared inside his eyes.

The Commander nodded. "It's better this way. You are right. This is our fight!" she said with battle-intent.

All beasts readied themselves and waited for orders. After five minutes were up, the Commander appeared in front of them. "We will attack!" she shouted as she shot into the distance.

throughout the horizons, shaking the earth. All beasts immediately returned to their

200 beasts, several kilometers tall, charged towards the north-east. The speed of the defensive line was incredibly fast. After all, even

in front of them. A Kingdom with a level four King as their leader was here, serving as an outpost. Normally, an invasion with a weaker force would appear here to destroy this outpost, but this was not the case today. Today, the whole defensive line ran over

decide which one should give the order. In the end, the fourth Sub-Commander accepted the order and sent some level four Kings into

level four Kings, each one as powerful as their King, had come

engaged the King while the remainder slaughtered all sea beasts they could find. No one was spared. Kings, Lords, Spirit Beasts, and everything weaker were mercilessly slaughtered. This was a war

stopped. Sure, if he wanted to, he could stop the slaughter, but

wouldn't die, but that was normal. By now, Gravis had accepted that his actions on his path to power would involuntarily destroy the

the defensive line commenced brutally as they all still charged forward. After around a

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beasts hadn't moved in forever because of their Commander. The indecisive attitude of the Commander had been noticed by Orthar. Because of that, they only stationed enough

would have normally been assigned to this defensive line were sent

Orthar was still Gravis' friend. They might be in different camps, but neither of the two wanted the other one to die. Gravis wouldn't teach the land beasts warfare, and Orthar

the two had the goal to make one camp victorious. Both of them only wanted to ascend to the next world. Victory or defeat for either

fearful. They couldn't possibly resist such a powerful force! Weren't they

with this defensive line, they also had to show a powerful Commander. This meant that a mighty level five King was at the weak defensive line. Sure,

the initiative. Usually, they nearly fought each other for opponents, but this time, no one wanted to. Apparently, Gravis' words had shown them that

the last Sub-Commander. The Sub-Commander had only sent some level four Kings to annihilate the Kingdom they had passed over, but they were still here. Seeing that the other three Sub-Commanders didn't mind,

flee, but they couldn't. Among 200 beasts, there were bound to be some beasts with incredible speed. Because of that, the fastest