Monster Integration

Chapter 3371 Sacrifice

"As I had told you, it is useless," she said, looking at the old man, who finally has real fear in his eyes.𝞰𝚘𝗏𝗲𝓵𝓊𝓈𝕓.𝒸𝑶𝚖

His trump card had been defeated. He has nothing that could save him from the horror in front of him.

I thought she would attack him, but instead, she looked at all of us before looking down at the city, with deep hatred burning in her eyes.

"You whore from Alkaz. I know you are here. Reveal yourself," the Governor shouted. 

Surprising everyone, it filled many of them with hope.

"You have nearly killed my son. If I didn't flay your skin and remove every bone of your body. I wouldn't be the Genar Som of my name!" she glared and her tsunami, like soul sense, spread over the city.

"God, you are so loud!" complained a feminine voice and a young blond hair human revealed herself.

She is smiling, looking unconcerned, despite the Governor looking at her like she wants to eat her up.

She might not be worried, but I am. I could tell she is Sovereign. It is hard to tell the level, but I hope she is powerful as the governor, or we will be dead.

There is a good chance she is as powerful as the woman in front of her. She had come here knowing, a powerful member of Ishban being here; Alkaz is not something that does things lightly.

"Good. You have revealed yourself. I thought I would need to kill every one of these ants before I could find you," said Governor, as the powerful aura was dense as water before rolling out of her.

"I was not hiding. It is you who failed to find me," said the blond-haired woman.

"By the way, how is your son?" she asked, and the governor's eyes blazed in hatred like the sun and a moment later, she was in front of the blond-haired young woman.

She moved so fast that I didn't even see how it happened. One moment, she was there, the next, she crossed the mile and appeared in front of the young woman.

"Die!" the Governor roared and attacked with a scythe covered in dense blue energy.

Seeing that, I couldn't help but become surprised. Her information had said she was a sword user, but it seemed like everything about her, including the information I have is a fake.

Which is not surprising, seeing she was undercover.

Finally, the young woman's eyes become serious, and a golden armor appeared on her body. It looks like the grandmaster goldsmith had carved it; everything about it is enchantingly beautiful.

The golden sphere that appeared in her hand was just as beautiful, and it gracefully moved toward the blue scythe.

CLANNNNNG!

Their weapons clashed mightily and the shockwave coming out of it wiped away a couple of Sovereigns, who were idiot enough to remain close.

Even where I am, I needed to take a couple of steps back, before I was able to stop myself.

I immediately looked down. If someone like me, with the power, needed to take steps back, then normal people. 

Those below sovereigns couldn't think of surviving.

Hun!

As I looked below, I saw something that couldn't help but surprise me.

There is a spongy golden layer covering the ground. It seemed to be absorbing all the energy of the force field coming toward it.

Seeing that, I heaved a sigh of relief.

"It seemed like you have come prepared," said the Governor to the blond-haired woman. "These are the standard preparations to deal with cultists like you," replied the blond-haired woman casually.

"Don't be so happy, the rat from Alkaz. Ishban is not something you could outsmart," said the Governor with a big smile on her face.

The moment she said those words, the large gate of the Governor's palace had opened, and Sovereigns begin to come out of it.

All of them are wearing the robes of Ishban and unlike the Sovereigns above. They have their whole bodies covered in them; I couldn't even see what race belongs to, as they are not keeping even a single part of their body visible.

Soon, nearly three thousand Sovereigns came out; it is a massive number. Around four hundred more than what we have.

Even the blond-haired woman was surprised to see that.

More than her were the members of four families. It is clear it had caught them completely off guard.

It is not easy to gather such numbers without arousing the suspicions of others, who are always watching each other movements, but it is Ishabn we were talking about.

The organization is extremely powerful; they have the means to achieve such a feat.

"You have got quite a number; more than what our intelligence had suggested," said the blond-haired woman, sounding unconcerned as before.

To that, the Governor smiled.

"I was planning on doing the ritual a year later, but you have forced my hand. Though, it will not affect the result much. With you, the result might, come even better," she said, and blue runes begin to shine even more brightly.

"Children of Ishban, heed my orders and kill every life this city has. Purify it by sacrificing," she ordered and the Sovereigns of Ishban moved.

"Stop them," said the blond-haired woman, with her expression turning serious again.

"And remember, every life they will take will strengthen. So, use everything you have to kill them as fast as possible," she added.

I was halfway to the ground when I heard the warning about which I already knew.

I had read about Ishban. It is an ancient organization, older than even Alkaz and this formation of there is famed. It will suck every person who is killed within it and transfer their energies to every member of ishban over it.

Ishban may have said it wants to purify the world, but these bastards just want to grow powerful and are willing to use anyway to do it.

It is why, no matter how many of them were killed; they would always appear. Still, killing them is important or the world will engulf in chaos.

The Grimms are already a huge problem and if such a cult spread too wide, it will become another problem.

In some Prime Worlds, organizations such as Ishban had become a bigger threat than the Grimms, and eradicating them has become hard.

These bastards are allies of benefits with spawns. Providing the resources and intelligence to each other; some people say that it is Grimm's shadowy hands are too behind in forming these organizations.

They created these organizations to keep us occupied while they work on their plan of world domination and enslavement of all life for their masters.

I shook my head and push those thoughts away. I have been thinking too far away; I am too weak to think about such things.

I have to think about the things I could do, like killing these bastards of Ishban. There are a lot of them, and as the blond-haired woman had said, we have to kill them before they become too strong by killing us.

It will be a challenge, seeing their numbers are greater than ours, but we have no other choice. 

It is either kill them or get killed by them.