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The powerful beam that contained incredible energy shot towards Zeraphine's ship. The attack surprised Zeraphine and Garenjazz as they saw the powers emerge.

"Die with me!" Lynd gave a crazed laugh as he charged toward Garenjazz.

The power of the beam was so potent, and Zeraphine sensed all of her techs were able to move. As she tried to resist it, she could feel a terrifying soul watching over them.

Nogard had appeared in the soul realm and launched an attack at her!

"Now that my little lifespan issue has been resolved, it's finally time for me to fight." Nogard laughed.

Zeraphine recognized the soul of the man as she had briefly met this old man!

Garenjazz roared in anger as he ordered his massive dream ship to move and intercept the attack.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The attack struck through the entire spaceship, and Meryl kept letting all the energy she had out, and the strange realm began to explode and grow unstable. The strange ship of Garenjazz was finally revealed as the mist vanished.

Suddenly, the space around it began to enlarge, and the ship of Zeraphine was knocked back as a massive ship erupted out of the dream space.

The ship that was capable of moving to another dimension appeared. It was far stronger than Pridgeon's ship, which could retain its three-dimensional properties in the fourth dimension.

But Garenjazz's ship was a four-dimensional ship. The attack of Meryl that contained the purging fire that breached all dimensions had knocked the ship back and damaged it to the point that it moved out of the realm.

The fourth dimension element was forced into the three dimensions.

A ship with structures that were constantly rotating and devouring itself. All aspects of the three dimensions could be seen swirling in a vortex of a strange oddity.

"A Hypershpere..." Cliff identified the form of the ship from his many lessons in the dimensions beyond.

The Presiders at the bottom all began to worry. The battle they fought was progressively escalating to the point that everyone was forced into an all-out war as they watched the one they believed to be the strongest Presider be knocked off its high horse.

Every Presider was stunned that the attack wasn't meant for them! And everyone marveled at the courage and willingness to ambush Garenjazz in this chaotic battle.

At the attack of Garenjazz, all the forces of the Presiders that were attacking Meryl and her team began to make a hasty retreat. The target had been marked, and if the enemies wanted to face off with Garenjazz, they wouldn't dare interfere and would even hope that the two sides would fight and cause each other to waste their resources and power and reveal their techs.

"Let's go!" Alean ordered as the teams she brought in moved towards the massive Hypersphere and began to launch attacks.

As the armies approached, the strange mist gathered once more, and it devoured Zeraphine's ship and even swallowed the entire forces of Alean.

"Are you sure?" Cliff asked as he saw the reddish mist cover them up.

"Scared?" Alean chuckled.

"I have a date tomorrow. Get me out of here alive!" Cliff frowned and charged ahead.

Alean chuckled and gave the orders for everyone to charge in.

Explosions and strange sounds could be heard as Cliff's team vanished into the mist that had returned and covered all of Zeraphine and Garenjazz's ship. All of them were now back in the dream world.

As the threat vanished, the Presiders all had a sigh of relief as they saw the battle above them turn towards each other.

"We can't be too careful! Enderks! We have to purge those rats!" Straviaa ordered.

"Of course!" Enderks agreed.

"So even Garenjazz, huh? Good luck trying to win over that monster! I always thought that luck is overrated. We make our fortunes." Myrth chuckled as he watched the attack made towards the ship of Zeraphine.

"Isn't that right, you guys?" Myrth smiled as he stood before three powerful beings that had made their way into his base.

"Care to tell me your names?" Myrth asked.

"Lioncourt Diviner. Call me the Realm King." Lioncourt smiled as he clutched his hands, causing metals of destroyed forms to move towards him and begin to form into a massive metal orb with him at its core.

Lioncourt released a flask of liquid metal which he purchased from Gallium, and the metal spread out and became circuits and lines all over the clump of metal.

"Impressive. You are recreating a powerful Orbital. That seems to be Andronze and Lanterk's design. Myrth smiled.

"I am Greydon Meng."

"Rosa Meng."

The couple answered as they held each other's hand and created a tremendous ice-green dragon.

The green dragon had massive jaws, wings, and tails. Its steps produced desolation and freezing at the same time.

"Don't mind my name. I am but a mere man..." Amir laughed as he moved closer.

Behind him were dozens of werewolves who were all burning with fire.

"Quite an assortment of techs we have here. But I'm confused with you two, Meng. That's a weird tech. But it's amazing. I've never seen two people become stronger. Presiders walk the road to be Conquerors, and it is a lonely path."

"Our Throne won't be a single seat in the ends of Eternity. It will be a kingdom of thrones. We walk the path of Overcomers. Our powers were meant to unite." Meng answered.

"Ha! If that path was true, then the Lost Primordial would have won! But I guess you do follow his legacy. So? Shall we fight? The three-on-one seems rather unfair. But a Conqueror fights alone." Myrth laughed.

"I am Presider Myrth." Myrth stood up, and a throne with several blue pillars formed at the side. The flames were roaring with a strange heat, and it was as if a rift in the space appeared as the fires burned matter itself.

"Oh? It's a fire even stronger than the ones that attacked Zeraphine. Her power can alter the dimension. Your fire can cross it! And that fire is inside your body. Or, to be precise, it's inside your two bodies." Lioncourt sneered.

"...Oh?" Myrth smiled.

"I can feel it. There are two of you. Two in one. This entire realm is very strange. It's like it's being forcibly pushed together." Lioncourt explained.

"So that's why you call yourself the Realm King. I'm impressed."

"Would you mind if I yanked the other one out?" Lioncourt smiled.

"Be my guess. It's the first time someone could see through this form." Myrth chuckled.

The Realm King crossed his arms and then began to uncross them. As he did, the space trembled, and it was as if each hand was pulling something hard.

The realm and space around Myrth began to warp in distortion, and finally, the space around Myrth changed, and his figure began to distort. Then, much like the tesseract or the Hypersphere that was revealed, Myrth's true form could be seen.

Two bodies were swirling in a strange manner. There was a strange fire that radiated around their bodies that moved in an uncanny form and would draw inward and have various after-images around.

"Two bodies as one made possible through the four dimensions. You're like Lanterk and Garenjazz. Dimensional Upholding. But you focused on your body. Is that what they call a Combat Body?" Lioncourt guessed.

"Are you afraid?"

"No. Because technically, you are not a Conqueror by your definition. I don't want to go on a semantic argument with you, but there are two of you no matter how you twist your terms." Lioncourt laughed.

Suddenly, hellfire burst around the body of the two Myrths.

"What do earthlings like you who claim to be Presiders know?" Their voices spoke together and echoed as one.

"Twins..." Amir Mann could finally smell them.

"They are twins..."

"I see. In a world of Presiders who long to be conquerors, twins are an abomination." Meng deduced.

"We are one!" Myrth roared.

"So are we. But there's still two of us." Rosa chuckled.

Myrth raged, and the entire realm where everyone was had suddenly changed.

A vast world of fire appeared.

"I've been through hell all my life, and I've learned to master it! You three! Come at me! I will show you a world of hell! Even with your unity, you will all die! Do you think you are powerful? In my realm of fire, can you even move? You are but rocks before me!" Myrth roared as the fires began to roar. Several strange wings and eyes appeared behind Myrth, and the fires were birthed from him.

Lioncourt released a massive amount of energy, and he managed to raise his arms in the strange dimension of the fire. All the flames stopped moving.

"What?!" Myrth was stunned.

CRACKLE!

The stopping of the flames allowed Rosa to release her ice and froze the flames around them.

"We fought you together because we know we can't fight you alone." Amir chuckled as he managed to move. He glanced at his arms and legs and wiggled them to test his movements.

"How can you move?!" Myrth roared angrily. Even Lanterk and Andronze could not move when she brought the power of hell into that ocean.

"I am the Alpha wolf, but I can't be an alpha without a pack. Lioncourt's power stabilizes the realm. Rosa froze the flames. Meng has the power to desecrate and devour the realm itself. And my cells are in them. It acts as a massive reserve of power. As long as I'm here, my undying cells will act as batteries for them! Particularly Greydon, who eats a lot. With all this, we can fight you. But if you still think we're rocks, isn't it insulting? You rejected the Lost Primordial, and now you would die against the Lost Primordial's rocks."

"The stone that the builders rejected has become the cornerstone. Our unity which you despise, will be your end." Lioncourt sneered.

"We are like living rocks being built up as a spiritual house..." Rosa chuckled.

"Ah! A fitting bible verse! Let's begin, Myrth. You who wield the power of hell. But against this Rock, the Church of the Messiah will be built. And the gates of hell shall not prevail against it!"

Myrth roared in anger as the realm of fire where all of them stood began to burst with powerful explosive energy.