The Evolution Of A Goblin To The Peak Chapter 1248: Unification of Vanko and Reem

The supreme powerhouses from Vanko and Reem all rushed in, heading straight for that single point. An eerie, heavy weight filled the atmosphere, like some heavenly order had just come down. All creatures picked up on it right away: if they didn't move fast, everything would be lost for good.

Both the cores of Vanko and Reem shook with fierce intensity, wild energy flooding wildly across the territories as though the basic structure of the world itself was stirring in response.

High above the fortress of the Rank 23 Sovereign, Souta snapped his eyes open, gaze fierce and unbreakable.

"The preparation is complete."

Right as those words escaped his mouth, the shaking grew even wilder, racing over every part of Vanko and Reem. The dream power holding up the territories quaked without control; hovering islands rattled hard, bolts of lightning raged like untamed streams, and buildings split apart from the strain.

It felt like the fabric of space was right on the brink of shattering.

Ohm!!

A torrent of energy poured out from Souta, unleashing a divine-like presence that echoed across the heavens, the ground, and straight into the souls of all life forms. The very atmosphere twisted in his wake, loaded with an unstoppable force.

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Far off in the distance, a solitary form sped toward the Blue Lightning Region. His skin, gray like ashes, gleamed softly, with long strands of white hair whipping back, and eyes as pale as frozen frost scanning the skyline with desperate speed.

He served as a Sovereign in the Land of Vanko, among the rare few tasked with governing a whole area. His title was Sovereign Tyrin.

Even as a Sovereign, his rank stayed low in the overall order. The Land of Vanko fell under monster rule; every high-level Sovereign turned out to be savage creatures, far beyond compare in might. Tyrin and other demis like him had faced endless suppression across eras, pushed to form shaky bonds and guard their territories through wits and endurance.

At this moment, an event like nothing before was taking shape, and he detected it from far away.

Tyrin drove his form to the max, sprinting over the broken landscape toward the Blue Lightning Region.

"What... is happening?!"

Deep in the heart of the Land of Vanko, he sensed the pulse of the domain itself. The dream power keeping the land alive shuddered hard, like some huge, relentless force was bearing down on it.

'Is this a plot from those scum in Reem?' he wondered, his chest clenching with worry.

Yet the chaos didn't stay in one place. It spread through all areas of Vanko, the quakes building fiercer every moment.

Suddenly, Tyrin came to a dead halt.

Not just Tyrin stood still. Creatures across Vanko and Reem all froze in place, faces turning skyward together.

Overhead, a full moon had materialized out of nowhere, hanging impossibly in the heavens above the Land of Vanko.

"This..." Tyrin murmured, his eyes bulging in astonishment.

Vanko and Reem had never known moons. Not a single one. But there it was now, looming darkly over the realms, giving off a chilly, unnatural shine that weighed down the air.

Suddenly, a massive power plunged down from the moon. It slammed into the cores of Vanko and Reem. The shockwave rolled through the territories, knocking every creature below to the ground—except the Sovereigns—who gasped for air under the smothering force.

The Sovereigns, though, got called forth.

Tyrin and the other leaders now stood on a vast stage floating high over the Land of Vanko. The moon towered right above, washing the scene in its ghostly radiance.

"Where... are we?"

"Were we... transported by the cores?!"

Tyrin's eyes scanned the platform. He spotted the Sovereigns from Reem, just as puzzled and on edge.

It couldn't be their scheme, he decided at once. Their bewilderment matched his perfectly, so this held no trace of Reem's plotting.

Next, he whipped his head around, and his frame shook against his will.

Drifting high over everyone, staring down with an aura that squeezed the air dry, stood a human-like shape.

He recognized this entity.

And he recalled the dread it unleashed.

Months back, right before Reem smashed into Vanko, turmoil had torn through the Land of Vanko. Several Sovereigns had dropped in that turmoil, fresh leaders climbing up to fill the voids. Even the top dog, the Rank 1 Sovereign, had met his end.

And the one who seized that spot had come back now.

'He's back...' Tyrin pondered, his heart gripping tight.

High above the group, Souta floated in the sky, his stare gliding over each Sovereign from Vanko and every Ruler from Reem. Not one could hold his eyes. Only the Reem bosses, blind to his real might, might see him as just another foe.

"Let me make this clear," Souta stated, tone even yet loaded with total command. "Everyone will follow my rules in this land. The combined territories of Vanko and Reem will now be mine."

He held back for a beat, allowing the statement to hit home. His look stayed piercing, relentless. He understood the rest wouldn't yield until they grasped his full strength.

"You have been summoned by the cores of both lands," he went on, words firm and measured. "They resist me because I am reshaping them. This is your only chance. If you wish to reject my authority, speak now. Otherwise, silence will be taken as consent to live under my rule."

Each phrase hit heavy. Every sound warped the surrounding air. Tyrin and the rest of the Sovereigns felt it right in their core: the territory, the dream power upholding it, trembled beneath Souta's grip.

Not a soul stirred. Not a voice broke the quiet.

They all got it, with zero show of force, just what manner of entity faced them.

Entities from both territories stood frozen in stunned hush.

Reshaping...

The term rang through their thoughts. When finished, it would place the merged realms of Vanko and Reem fully in his hands. Souta would reign supreme, unchallenged.

After mere moments,

From Reem's lineup, the mightiest advanced. A giant human shape, reaching three meters, with earthy brown hide, four limbs on top, and three sets of eyes shining dimly. He gave off a horrifying vibe, a fifth-stage beast called the Nightmare Conjurer.

No one in Reem knew his aim. Some readied for uprising, others dreaded this move could seal their realm's destiny.

Souta's eyes tightened a bit as he watched the monster. The prior Rank 1 Sovereign had been fifth-stage as well, and he'd spurned submission. Souta and Kessa had wiped him out swiftly.

A thick quiet hung over the stage.

Then, stunning all onlookers, the Nightmare Conjurer dropped to his knees. His four arms folded deep, his many eyes locked on Souta.

"I submit... to the Emperor of Monsters," he proclaimed, voice deep and steady.

A slight grin touched Souta's features. "As expected. A fifth-stage monster like you can sense the difference. My status now carries a weight that cannot be ignored."

A quiet change washed over the assembled Sovereigns and leaders. Where monsters once wavered, plenty now weighed loyalty. Still, Souta realized it wouldn't ensure total loyalty. Some would push back from arrogance or terror, but the shift had started.

The vow stood declared. His aura, his strength, and his rank as a fifth-stage monster forced acknowledgment.

Likely, far more monsters would trail him now than back in his fourth-stage days. They might align with him, though it wouldn't lock in every beast's obedience.

Seeing the Nightmare Conjurer kneel to Souta rippled horror through the crowd.

Reem's folk, watching their top warrior yield to a stranger, locked up in shock and doubt. Murmurs spread among them, yet none moved a muscle.

"Time is up," Souta's words sliced the strain, cool and final. "It seems no one will defy me. Then..."

He raised his sight, locking on the fake moon suspended over the territories, as his form rose steadily toward it. "Shall I unify these two lands now? Well... look forward to it."

Sovereigns from Vanko and Reem could only gape, helpless. Souta lingered under the moon, its ghostly beam draping him in strange light. Down below, the southern borders of Vanko and Reem rubbed together, yet held back from true fusion. Dream forces from both sides clashed wildly, spawning odd sights. Bolts weaving into sharp streaks in the clouds, streams of power appearing and vanishing, chunks of land shifting from firm to void.

Souta's face stayed serene, though his surrounding energy overwhelmed all.

"Well, then."

In an instant, he released a colossal burst of power.

Ohm!!

His [Douion IV] blazed at full strength, forming a massive, spinning maelstrom of natural forces. Pulses of might spread out, slamming into both territories at once. Peaks quaked. Drifting isles swayed hard. Strikes of electricity hit at random in the clash area, sparking flames and gashes of dream force that ripped the shaky ground.

Each Sovereign, each beast, each life form under him endured the vast crush of his might. The realms quivered, yielding to his command. Vanko and Reem's merger kicked off, and no force could halt it.