Chapter 101: Choose An Alpha
The god of war’s gaze narrowed slightly, his piercing red eyes fixed intently on Aethera’s face. He took another step closer, his movements deliberate, and replied, "To end this madness." His voice was low, even, but with an undercurrent of tension, like the quiet before a storm.
Aethera’s gaze locked onto his, her eyes burning with an otherworldly intensity, as she whispered, "This has nothing to do with you... ah, it does, your son will die if you don’t stop me, right?" she cackled maniacally, her voice rising to a frenzied pitch, as the orb that had now resembled a gigantic round portal of some sort, covered a section of the palace, casting an eerie, pulsating glow over the ruined landscape. "He made me do this, and now, I’ll find him and destroy him."
The god of war’s expression remained impassive, but a flicker of concern danced in his piercing red gaze, and he growled, "You wouldn’t dare harm him, Aethera. You know the consequences."
Aethera’s cackling grew louder, more hysterical, as she replied, "Consequences? Ha! I’m beyond that now. I’ll show you all what true power looks like... and your precious son will be the first to fall!"
"You have to live past this before you can even think about that." Suddenly, thousands of swords appeared out of nowhere, attacking the portal and Aethera.
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Three days had passed since the catastrophe struck the Southern Mainlands. The packs’ homes were reduced to rubble, their people scattered or killed. Survivors were forced to flee, only to face the fury of nature. The once-thriving communities were now a distant memory, replaced by the stark reality of destruction and despair.
The scale of the devastation was catastrophic. Yet, amidst the chaos, the human village remained eerily intact, protected by an enormous dome. The monsters, too, seemed to have been shielded in the forests.
However, Zeta Detroit and his group were cruelly cut off from the dome’s protection, leaving them to fend for themselves against the merciless forces of nature.