Beyond the Apocalypse

Vlad and Fafnir stood in the sky of the Monsoon Continent, positioned directly atop the towering obsidian obelisk. The once fractured structure, shattered in half during Vlad’s fierce battle with the Leviathan King, was slowly regenerating, growing taller and more formidable with each passing moment. The Depravita of Wrath’s eyes narrowed as he observed the obelisk’s relentless restoration.

"I assume that the obsidian obelisk grows larger as it produces units, am I right?" Vlad inquired, his voice steady yet tinged with curiosity.

Fafnir nodded solemnly. "Yes, Teacher. Every time I build a new creature, the obelisk grows a little larger and stronger, allowing the birth of even more powerful beings. When it was at its peak, it was capable of giving birth to the Leviathan King, a Sage Tier lifeform. Currently, however, it can only produce units up to Level 15."

The Depravita of Envy paused, his gaze fixed on the regenerating obelisk as he continued. "You and I are exceptions. I didn’t exactly forge your body; I restructured it using your own flesh and pieces of the Leviathan King. Additionally, I gave physical form to my soul, repurposing the biomass from the Leviathan Lords and drones. It will take time before I can give birth to anything close to Level 18."

Vlad nodded softly, unperturbed by the revelation. While it was slightly disappointing that they couldn’t yet produce entities as powerful as the Leviathan Lords, he understood that right now, what they needed was numbers. His attention shifted downward as he watched hundreds of thousands of creatures march in perfect formation, their synchronization flawless and their skills honed to perfection as if controlled by artificial intelligence.

These beings resembled towering, grotesque predators, emanating a horrifying presence that commanded both fear and respect. Their bodies were encased in thick, biomechanical armor resembling obsidian plates, layered like an impenetrable fortress. Razor-sharp spines and ridges protruded from their shoulders, backs, and tails, giving them a menacing silhouette. Bulky and heavily muscled, they moved with both a predator’s agility and the crushing force of a battering ram.

Their elongated heads glimmered with a glossy sheen, mouths split into grotesque maws of jagged teeth dripping with acidic saliva. Their glowing crimson eyes pierced the darkness, serving both as warnings and as tools to lock onto their prey with deadly precision. Serrated forearms were tipped with razor-like claws capable of shredding steel with ease. Their powerful, digitigrade legs allowed them to leap with frightening speed and force, crushing anything in their path.

Adapted to water, these creatures were crucial for traversing the massive oceans of Terra to reach the other continents. Overlord had built multiple ships, but they were already at their maximum capacity, as they would be carrying hundreds of thousands of soldiers from the Xaos Kingdom across the perilous waters.

While it was dangerous to navigate the oceans, given the myriad of Monsters inhabiting those depths, there was no other way forward. However, Vlad remained confident. Though the Thiamatos creatures Fafnir had dubbed Amphibious Killers were only Level 9 lifeforms, their actual power could match that of a Level 11 entity. In some ways, these creatures could equal or even defeat Leviathan Warriors—units that reached the High Champion Tier.