Chapter 90: Advent Of The Long Awaited Battle Of Wars

On the Southwest of the Nar realm, stood long ranges of erupting volcanos. 

The sky was dull red with occasional flares of red-orange, and the ground scorched, filled with multiple pools of boiling lavas and flaming holes and pits.

This was the Erupting Volcanos Region of the Nar realm, most nefarious for its unbearable temperature and ferocious wild beasts.

The next location of the Battle of Wars, the Battle of Wit.

Now, various beasts and creatures of all races were gathering at this location. Excitement, anticipation, and nervousness radiated from their forms, leaving the region buzzing with the invisible waves of energy.

Tweeeet!

Hooong!

Roooar!

Hisssss!

Grrrrrr!

Liiiiiiiiii!

Various kinds of roars, growls, howls, and hisses sounded as immortal beast after the other dropped, slithered, flashed, or lunged from the sky and ground, distant and near.

Before long, the entire Erupting Volcanos' Region was filled with Minotaurs, Iirifeys, Merfolks, Elvens, Sirens, Succubus, Pegumen, Unimen, Selkies, and Giants among many of the other races that survived the Battle of Might.

"We are finally here! Starting from this Battle of Wit, we only have to fight against one opponent for the rest of the Battle of Wars. One opponent! Hahaha...!" A green eyed and blue skinned creature laughed uproariously as he spread his arms wide in joy.

"Hmph! Useless Drone, what are you so happy about? Yes, we are only going to face one opponent for the rest of the Battle of Wars, but have you thought about what we will get at the end? Nothing! We'll get nothing!" The frustrated scream came from a three horned beast with fish scales.

"Come on, beast! Why are you being so negative? Just think! We do not have to face against the powerful six supreme clans or the groups and tribes. Our goal for this battles is to only prevent the serpentine from coming out victorious. Have we ever had such a relaxed Battle of Wars before?"

"Hahahaha.....! You wish! You are only able to say that because you have not seen that serpentine for yourself. Why don't you ask me. I can tell you for sure that this battles are not going to be as easy as they seem. We'll be lucky if we don't get our whole clans wiped out!" A Minotaur standing close to the conversing Drone and Horned Fin sneered as he commented.

'The ignorant are truly fearless!'

He could not help but envy them as he scorned them at the same time.

If he had half the fearlessness that they possessed, he wouldn't be under so much pressure at the moment.

"No way! Surely, that serpentine is not as scary as you make her out to be, right? You are just trying to drop our morale!" Unconvinced, the Drone argued back in defiance.

"Oh, yeah? Then, do tell please. What would I get from demoralizing you? Do not forget. In this Battle of Wars, all the races are fighting against one enemy!" Spitting disgustedly, the Minotaur turned and walked away in the face of the dumbfounded Drone.

"He is right. Do not take this Battle of Wars as an easy win. Otherwise, we might not even know what hit us when we fall." The Horned Fin slapped the dazed Drone on the shoulder before mixing into the cluster of various beasts.

"Is that serpentine as fierce as they are describing?" Shaken for the first time, the doubtful Drone began to seriously consider the upcoming Battle of War.

BOOM!!!

The violent eruption of a volcano was followed by strong gusts of wind and fierce vibration of the ground.

Dust and debris rose into the air, and in swooped the Six Supreme Clans.

The first to appear were the Flying Eagle clan, all the clansmen flying into the Erupting Volcanos Region in a grandiose formation, before descending onto a high ground. 

The beasts transformed into their human forms and looked condescendingly at the races below.

The second to arrive were the Demon clan. 

Led by the charming Demon Queen, Rona Mai, the clan took position across from the Flying Eagle clan, vigilantly observing each other.

"Eagle King, as always, it is a pleasure to see you." A seductive smile on her lips, the demoness sensually swept her amorous gaze over the large man, her hand placed suggestively on her slim waist.

"Hmph! I am not sure if I can say the same for you." Snorting disgustedly, the Eagle King looked away.

He was sicken tired of the woman's antics.

"The two of you are quiet close, aren't you?" The frivolous tone drifted into the buzzing environment before the speaker appeared.

Clad in grey and black, the Devil King looked from the Demon Queen to the Eagle King, his expression one of understanding and encouragement.

"Devil King, what do you mean by that? Who is close to this Demoness?"

An association with the Demon Queen?

The Eagle King glanced at the notorious woman for a brief moment, before recalling his gaze and snorting. The disdain and disgust, clear as the dull red sky of the Nar realm.

Before the Devil King could reply, space warped and another powerful force appeared.

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It was the Bloodsucking clan, led by Supreme Elder Luke himself.

Luke was anxious to see the serpentine again.

The moment he came, his vision immediately swept across the region, searching for the luscious flame locks deeply imprinted in his soul.

Coming empty, his racing heart instantly cooled down.

'She is not here.'

With an impassive expression that hardly revealed anything, he clasped his hands behind his back, and looked into the distance.

He was waiting.

Waiting for her to show.

On the other side, the instant the Supreme Elder appeared, a strange gleam flashed through the Demon Queen's dark eyes. Her red lips lifted into a silent smirk as she too gazed into the distance.

Of course, she too was waiting.

But waiting for him.

With the appearance of four of the six supreme clans, the region fell into a strange silence.

Every beast present was aware of the goal behind this Battle of Wars.

More than that, however, they were aware that the reason such a situation occurred in the first place was because of the four clans standing before them.

It was within this strange silence that the Snake clan made their entrance.

Thanks to Versailles' timely cure, the dark shadow engulfing the Snake Queen's mind was cleared, making her senses sharper and swifter then ever before.

The difference of before and after had her constantly sighing in wonder.

'How come I never noticed before how lethargic and dull I was?'

This was a question she repeatedly asked herself after regaining her senses.

The serpentine elders were no less surprised than their Queen at the drastic change in her spirit and senses.

They too, felt like fools for not noticing the obvious any sooner.

A young, capable, and bright Queen suddenly turned dull and dispirited. However, they never stopped to find out why.

Along with the serpentines, the other four supreme clan leaders also picked up on the difference in the Snake Queen's aura.

Garbed in green and exuding the vitality of spring, Queen Nakee glided into the Erupting Volcanos' Region with her swarm of serpentines.

"Snake Queen, why do I feel like you have turned younger?" The Demon Queen skeptically ran her eyes over the attention grabbing Snake Queen.

She was not dressed as scantily as her, nor was she as sensual as herself. And yet, the woman drew the eyes of the crowd in a way she could not.

If there was no magic involved, she would not believe it.

"Oh, no. It is not that I have turned younger. Just that one of our members has a gift for healing. My present state of mind is due to their effort." Laughing light heartedly, Queen Nakee stationed her force across from the four clans.

After the last Battle of Wars, the Battle of Might, she was vigilant against the four clans.

'The Nar! The Snake clan is blessed beyond reason. They are already the chosen of Lord Tarke. Why do they also have to be blessed with so much good luck?'

The Demon Queen's heart was boiling with the injustice and bias of the heavens.

All the good luck and blessing of the Nar realm seemed to be concentrated on either the Snake clan or the Werewolf clan.

'But no matter. Sooner or later, I will the master of this heaven and every good blessing will belong to only me!'

"Hmph!" Snorting, she turned away.

She was not interested in admiring other female beasts beauties.

"Awoooooo!"

With a howl that resounded between the heaven and earth, the sky warped and the werewolves appeared.

Overbearing and oppressive, the combined aura of the pack, had the lesser races drawing back in fear and shock.

The five supreme clans looked at them in trepidation.

Leisurely walking through the flaming land, the Werewolf clan, led by the large black wolf, domineeringly entered the Erupting Volcanos' Region.

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