Chapter 94: Versailles Might

In the center of the Erupting Volcanos' assembled various beasts in battle stances. This beasts were all geared for the upcoming Battle of Wit. Among the group of various beasts stood a female in black starlit robe, her waist-length flame hair floating freely around her.

"Serpentine, you should just give up now before this battles begin, at least then, you could preserve your life." A Minotaur with braid hair suggested condescendingly as he glanced at the flame hair female.

"There is no need to worry about me. I can take care of myself. You should worry more about yourself, Minotaur." Arms crossed, the female nonchalantly replied, undaunted by the threatening vibe of the beast.

"Hmph! Fine, if one seeks death, then who can stop them? A horrible death will always be their ending!" Throwing out this ruthless words, the Minotaur left in a huff of flame dust.

At this moment, six streams of powerful energies exploded before the creatures. The energy warped and twisted, before forming into a giant screen. On the screen, every single position and location of the Erupting Volcanos Region was displayed.

This was the Viewing Platform. A magical viewing screen through which all the non-participating beasts could view the battles of wit, courage, ranks, and kings.

"All beasts, the Battle of Wit will now officially begin. May the mightiest be victorious!"

"May the mightiest be victorious!"

With the witches final call, all the assembled creatures surged forward, dashing into the massive volcano ranges in a resounding cry.

"Finally, we can get started. Brothers, let's show this serpentine what it means to be humble!"

"That is a matter of course!"

"Let's go!"

The black robed female watched the hollering beasts with indifference. Without another word, her figure flashed.

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In the midst of a flowing lava, a large golden serpentine was coiled tightly around a Giant, viciously strangling the beast. Her two hands held flame arrows that swung back and forth, ruthlessly slashing and stabbing a crowd of relentlessly attacking beasts.

"Serpentine, you can forget about getting out of here alive. Today, I will reap your life to safeguard the Giants future!"

"Enough talk, attack without reservation!" The serpentine fearlessly hollered back, bloodlust flowing from her figure.

"Yaah!!!!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

A fierce swing of her snake body sent the beast coiled within her tail sailing through the air, and crashing violently into the pack of beasts, sending the mass tumbling to the flame ground.

The serpentine lunged forward, mercilessly slashing at the sprawled creatures. 

Heads flew, limbs and organs sprawled on the flame ground, as a golden blur flashed back and forth, reaping lives as easily as if reaping harvest.

"Ahh!"

"Stop! I quit, I quit! Let me go!"

"I still need to return to my race, do not kill me!"

"Hey, stop begging and attack! That's the only way to preserve our lives!"

"Yaah! Attack! If you treasure your lives, then don't hold back. That's the only way we can survive." 

"Come! It's either you or me today!"

The serpentine, covered in the blood of various beasts, laughed uproariously as she relentlessly twirled her flame arrows.

This serpentine was Versailles, who had entered an area of flowing lava on her way to cross the Erupting Volcanos' Region of the Battle of Wars.

Her destination, was the Black Flames of Nightmare, the battleground of the Battle of Courage. 

As the Battle of Wars this decade was one without respite, Versailles had to fight her way from the Erupting Volcanos Region to the Black Flames of Nightmare valley.

Sweeping her tail, she threw the mass of rushing beasts into a boiling red-orange lava.

"Ahhhhh!"

"Ahhhhh!"

Instantly, shrieks of pain and agony filled the place, the smell of burnt flesh spreading in the air. As the creatures rolled and screamed in anguish, their limbs and body melted agonizingly slowly, before dispersing into a puff of smoke.

In one breath, a large group of beasts were instantly reduced to nothing, not a trace of flesh or bone to be found anywhere.

As the surrounding beasts readying themselves to charge forward witnessed the scene, chills traveled down their spine.

Such a brutal death, they neither imagined nor ever thought of seeing with their own eyes. Unknowingly, fear and trepidation invaded her hearts, calming their reckless spirits.

"What do we do? Do we keep on attacking?"

"If not, do we have another choice?"

"It's either do or die. We are still going to die even if we don't attack her."

"Isn't she only one beast? Why is she so powerful?"

For the first time since the beginning of the Battle of Wit, the beasts of the Nar realm felt deep fear. A fear that went to the depths of their soul.

"Let's not get too close to her. We need to use our brains rather than strength to defeat her. Even though our numbers are thousand times more than her, we have no tact coordination with each other to attack and defend efficiently. Let's focus on that."

No longer interested in directly engaging the serpentine, they encircled her with spells and magical weapons from a distance without drawing near her.

Their intention, of course, was un-maskable in Versailles' sharp eyes. 

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"Hahaha.....planning to encircle and trap me? Have you got what it takes to accomplish such a feat? I thought you wanted to teach me what you got? Why are you cowering now?"

Versailles scornfully taunted, laughing with disdain and derision.

The beasts flushed on hearing the mockery in her tone, but they were still clear headed enough to remember their own situation. If they continued their reckless attacks, they were going to meet with a brutal ending. 

As such, they suppressed their shame and forced down their anger, steadfastly working on building a shield.

It was their only chance for survival.

Seeing them unaffected by her taunts, Versailles' brows rose in surprise.

Being egotistical was an inherent trait of the various beasts of the realm. Before their ego and desire to display their might, every beast and creature lost their mind. 

However now, the beasts before her were displaying a rare moment of clarity. This was a major eye opener for her.

Unbeknownst to Versailles, the beasts' sudden display of clarity was due to her savage and brutal display of might.

As they watched their own fearless companions meet with unfortunate ends, the creatures finally realized the severity of their situation.

They understood that only wit and keen intelligence could get them out of their current predicaments and allow them to escape intact with their lives.

"Well, your plan is good. Very good, actually. Unfortunately, such a scheme can only work on other beast. With me, however, the attempt is as futile as attacking with your full might."

No longer interested in dallying, Versailles stretched to her full form. With her huge serpentine figure covering the sky, she loomed over the astonished creatures.

"So sorry, but this is your end."

Smiling darkly, she stretched her mouth wide and spewed a sea of red-gold flames.

From above, one could see within an area of red-orange molten lavas, an enormous red-gold flame dragon unstoppably surge towards a crowd of frightened, motionless creatures.

As they stared with wide, terrified eyes, frozen in shock, it mercilessly devoured them in one giant fiery gulp.

Anguished shrieks resonated in the air and hollers for mercy intermittently rang out. However, the flame dragon neither stopped nor slowed. It relentlessly countinued it's devastating purge.

The scene was one of ruthless, cold-blooded slaughter.

And this bloody massacre continued all the way into the ice night.

By the next warm morning, another chunk of the Nar realm creatures were obliterated without a trace behind, forever vanquished from the surface of the seven realms.

Versailles, standing expressionlessly before the field of charred, empty land, turned and walked away.

Her actions could be described as cold-blooded massacre. 

However, she felt no remorse or regret.

Because, she knew.

If she didn't possess the ability to protect herself today, then death would not have been her only ending.

Given the chance, these beasts that tragically died in her hands, would have graced her with an even more tragic ending.

As such, she felt no pain or remorse on raining death to the creatures that would have shown her no mercy, if their situations were reversed otherwise.

This was the way of life in the Nar realm.

Kill or be killed.

Sighing tiredly, her figure jumped over the flaming cracks and pits on the lava covered ground.

She still had three more locations to reach, three more battles to overcome.

And of course, a dark lord and Supreme Elder to keep a look out for.

"Versailles, this is just the beginning. You cannot tire or lose courage too soon."

Silently encouraging herself, she flashed into the distance.

*

The beasts and creatures in the center of the Erupting Volcanos Region were stunned into absolute silence.

On the Viewing Platform, the image of the dashing black robed figure replayed as they recalled every exchange and clash they witnessed between the beasts and Versailles. 

They saw a horde of boisterous and confident creatures surround a tiny, fragile figure, their expressions smug and aura fearless as they attacked. 

And with the flip of a hand, they also witnessed the same confident and seemingly mighty beasts get brutally slaughtered and massacred, meeting a horrifying end none of them had ever imagined possible, in the hands of the so called tiny figure.

Moreover, all that occurred within the span of one ice night.

Chill went down their spines as they unconsciously shivered. The spectating beasts finally recalled that same gold serpentine from the Stadium of Battle Arenas 8 ice nights ago. 

At that time, the serpentine hadn't rained a reign of terror.

It was only now that they realized that at that time, it was not that the serpentine could not finish those beasts encircling her, but that she chose not to finish them.

"What is she?"

In the end, the same question surfaced in their minds.

Because they could not believe that she was only an ordinary serpentine. 

Not when she was so unbelievably and fear inducingly powerful.

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