Strongest Grimoire Of The Gods

Chapter 167: Continental Event (8) Ten High Peak Factions Ultimatum

As Huevas' words echoed through the chamber, the emperors' eyes darted to the corners of the arena, where several figures emerged, exuding an overwhelming and ruthless energy. The ground trembled beneath their presence.

In the face of this calamity, Julius hesitated only a moment before speaking. "L-lord Kane... can we not come to an agreement? We weren't actually going to kill him—"

Suddenly, the force on Julius' shoulders intensified, forcing him to his knees. His eyes widened with disbelief.

'Damn it! Eldraemar must have become a behemoth in the past few centuries. What power... it's incomprehensible,' Julius thought as he struggled under the weight of the pressure.

"Do not spout lies, Emperor Julius of Ovalantis. As I said, I have been here since the beginning of this event. I am no fool when it comes to the play of words," Huevas scolded, his tone severe, like a parent disciplining a disobedient child.

"I will say this once more... if you care about your continent, stand down," Huevas warned coldly, his words met with stunned silence.

The emperors were dumbfounded by the display of power before them.

'Huevas... I've heard that name before,' Syelthus thought, trying to recall.

Karax was equally baffled, 'What kind of monsters inhabit Eldraemar?'

Augustus, however, was too shocked to think. He stood frozen, consumed by confusion and disbelief.

Dhum's body shook uncontrollably under the intense pressure, 'I've never felt something so terrifying...'

Finally, Julius could no longer deny the situation. 'A vice-grandmaster from a mere faction wields this much power? How strong must the leader be? The emperors of Eldraemar? I don't even want to think about it. We've encountered a different breed of power...'

Though reluctant, he composed himself and spoke with an air of formality. "If that is your final decision... then, as a continent, we yield." His head lowered slightly, his voice tinged with shame.

Tyr, observing from afar, stood in disbelief, his jaw practically touching the ground. Hanzo and Malon were just as shocked.

'We got lucky...' Hanzo thought, still in awe. 'Is this divine intervention, Mother Gaia?'

...

A large smile spread across Huevas' face as his killing intent receded from the arena. The men who had flanked the chamber also withdrew their overwhelming spiritual energy.

"Perfect... that was all I wanted," Huevas said, releasing Augustus' arm and casually walking over to Tyr.

The crowd, many of whom had passed out under the intense pressure, slowly began to regain consciousness. Their blurred vision gradually focused on the surprising scene before them.

The emperors stood still, paralyzed with shock, while the powerful adversary from earlier walked freely.

The crowd remained utterly silent—so silent that the drop of a pin would have echoed throughout the arena.

Tyr got to his feet as Huevas approached him. There was a brief moment of awkward silence as Huevas grinned broadly at Tyr, who could only return a dumbfounded stare.

"Uh..." Tyr mumbled, unsure of what to say.

"It is a great honor to meet you, Dragon Tamer," Huevas said in a deep, respectful tone.

Tyr blinked in surprise, not expecting such gentle words from this fearsome man. "I... uh, it's nice to meet you too..."

"Thank you for feeling that way," Huevas replied, glancing around the arena. "But we don't have much time. Apart from the continent of Mennanion, factions from Olympus and Terra are likely on their way to Ovalantis. And that's not even considering the other factions farther away."

Tyr furrowed his brow, unsure how to respond. "Oh... okay."

Huevas seemed to realize he had said too much. "Perhaps I shouldn't have mentioned that," he muttered, looking to the side as if deep in thought. "I'm trying to save time, after all..."

Tyr's confusion only deepened. 'Is this guy... an idiot?'

"Anyway!" Huevas suddenly exclaimed, causing Tyr to raise his guard. "Before they arrive and war breaks out, I have a proposition for you. It's simple, and I'll be honest with you."

"Okay..." Tyr replied cautiously.

"You are a Dragon Holder. Rare, yes, but also highly sought after. Naturally, many factions will want you. Why? Well... it's simple."

Huevas paused, giving Tyr a moment to glance at the other figures who had entered the arena with the vice-grandmaster.

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'They're all monsters... each one stronger than the emperors of Ainsveld,' Tyr thought, astonished.

"These factions wish to take you under their wing, to make you more powerful, to help you showcase your true potential. A Dragon and its Tamer don't just appear out of nowhere. When they do, it changes the course of entire worlds. We need you, Tyr. We need you to make your dragon's power shine like no other."

Tyr still had his doubts. Before Huevas could continue, he spoke up, wanting to assert himself. "How exactly will you unlock the power of my dragon?"

"Unlock? No, no... you misunderstand," Huevas replied, shaking his head. "We are not here to unlock your dragon's power as if we are above it. Far from that. We want to help you become as powerful as possible, so that you can protect your dragon and allow it to thrive in Subworld for years to come."

Tyr narrowed his eyes, suspicious. 'It doesn't make sense... they're all after the dragon, right? The Tamer is only special because of the dragon, isn't he?'

'No,' Ares interjected. 'A dragon is valuable because of its ability to destroy. But a Dragon Tamer is special because he can harness that power when no one else can.'

'I see...' Tyr mused, pondering the implications.

"So, Tyr," Huevas said, drawing Tyr's attention once again. "Here's our proposal: The Ten High Peak Faction is arguably the most powerful faction on the continent of Eldraemar. We've won the most continental tournaments and are widely regarded as the victors. Our faction trains the most elite talents and shapes them into future lords and even kings.

We are no mere guild—we are a tier above any Hunter's Guild. We offer power, prestige, equipment, materials, techniques... everything you could need to unlock your full potential."

Huevas paused, then spoke the final words of his offer: "Will Judgment join The Ten High Peak Faction?"