Chapter 756: True Depravitas on Valhalla
Valhalla was a truly vast plane, so massive that even a Superior Legend would need decades to explore every inch of it. Countless regions remained unconquered, teeming with beasts and ancient forces.
Of course, if the higher echelons of Valhalla truly wished it, they could easily pacify the entire plane. But they didn’t. Those wild, dangerous locations served a purpose—they were the testing grounds for the next generation, a crucible for warriors in a realm that revered battle above all else.
One such place was the Evernight Forest, a gargantuan expanse where ancient trees pierced the clouds and blocked the sun entirely. The canopy was so dense that the forest floor lay in perpetual darkness, a place of shadow and silence. Evernight was infamous, feared even among Sages—a battleground where the very air crackled with danger, and only the reckless or the desperate dared step lightly.
Today, the forest trembled. A sudden, violent ripple of spatial energy tore through the void, and in a burst of blinding light, four figures appeared within the heart of Evernight.
There was a young man with sharp eyes, a small yellow cat perched on his shoulder, a dragon wreathed in fire and light, and a white werewolf whose very presence radiated ferocity. Each one exuded the aura of a Legendary being, but more than that—their physical forms pulsed with an energy that transcended mere flesh and blood. These were beings who had broken the natural limits of the mortal coil, and the air around them seemed to warp in recognition of their power.
The moment they arrived, a wave of feral eyes snapped toward them—hundreds, perhaps thousands. The monsters of Evernight, drawn by the massive burst of energy from the interstellar teleportation, had already set their sights on the intruders.
But instead of fear or hesitation, wide grins appeared on the faces of Vlad and his companions. The primal, raging vitality radiating from the monsters was exactly what they needed—fuel for their bodies, nourishment for the battles yet to come.
And so the slaughter began.
From a distance, the scene was a nightmare of destruction. Explosions of lightning split the sky, streaking across the dense forest canopy like divine lances. Waves of fire erupted, consuming entire swaths of trees in roaring infernos.