Ever since these unicorn rhinos learned the term "tank," they had unabashedly adopted the grandiose title of "Tank Legion." As Alaric put it, only such a majestic name could match the "magnificent, domineering, and glorious" Lord Alaric.
Kael had privately scoffed at this, but he had no choice but to let Alaric have his way with the naming.
Thus, the first legion under Kael's command—the Tank Legion—was born.
The appearance of over a hundred unicorn rhinos, coupled with the overwhelming aura of their eighth-tier strength, sent a wave of terror through the rogue bandit group.
No matter how rigorously trained these bandits were, it was impossible for them to remain unfazed in the face of eighth-tier powerhouses, let alone colossal creatures like unicorn rhinos.
"Damn it, what is this?" Amanda bit her lower lip hard, her face pale as she sensed the dire situation. Frowning at the sight of the hundred-strong unicorn rhinos, she couldn't help but feel a deep unease.
With a sharp tug on the reins of her frost-horned steed, Amanda prepared to rush to Lone Wolf's aid.
"Hey, beautiful, don't move—your opponent is me!" Just as Amanda was about to act, Finn sprang out, accompanied by a dozen students from Yanhua Academy, surrounding her.
"So, you were prepared all along." Lone Wolf's eyes flickered, his gaze piercingly cold, as if plunging those who met it into an icy abyss.
"Of course. Knowing how meticulous and cunning Lone Wolf is with his plans, how could I dare to act without preparation?" Kael replied calmly.
"The City Lord is truly extraordinary." Lone Wolf chuckled darkly, his eyes locking onto Kael with undisguised killing intent. "But all of this hinges on your schemes, City Lord Kael. If I capture you, everything will be resolved!"
As he spoke, Lone Wolf raised his hand, and the Ancient Octagonal Formation shifted once more, its focus entirely directed at Kael.
Lone Wolf understood the principle of "capture the leader to scatter the followers." As long as he subdued Kael, these unicorn rhinos would no longer pose a threat!
Kael narrowed his eyes, smiling faintly, yet he showed no fear of Lone Wolf. Lone Wolf sought to capture him, but Kael intended to do the same to Lone Wolf!
With a grin, Lone Wolf twisted his hand, altering the Ancient Octagonal Formation. Instantly, countless bandits charged toward Kael, their power amplified to its peak under the formation's influence, each exuding an unstoppable momentum.
"Trying to capture me?" With a flick of his wand, Kael conjured a dazzling flourish, and his domain instantly unfurled. The earth trembled violently as thunder cracked and lightning erupted, exploding outward.
The Wrath of the Thunder God, the Sundering of the Earth.
The deafening roar of the storm echoed across the land, the vast and terrifying power of heaven and earth on full display. The might of Kael's fifth-tier controlled magic surged forth with overwhelming force.
This was the first time Kael had unleashed his full power since advancing to the eighth tier. An eighth-tier mage was already a formidable force on the continent, and upon mastering the principles of arcane mastery, one gained the qualifications to stand among the continent's true elites.
"This…" Jett stared in stunned silence. No wonder the City Lord had forbidden them from acting—there was simply no need! The City Lord actually had over a hundred eighth-tier contracted beasts…
Jett could hardly believe it. Kael had been hiding such terrifying strength all along.
At the same time, his heart swelled with exhilaration. He hadn't chosen the wrong person—this young Earl wasn't just promising; he had already ascended to greatness!
With power like this, Kael was more than capable of upholding the sovereignty of Lefay Territory, ensuring its survival between the two great nations of Maidor Kingdom and the Guyi Empire, and establishing it as a force to be reckoned with.
Lone Wolf's expression also shifted. **"City Lord Kael, it seems I've underestimated you. Not only do you possess so many eighth-tier contracted beasts, but your own strength is equally fearsome—and you've even mastered the power of lightning!"**
Though his gaze was grave, Lone Wolf showed no trace of fear. Instead, he unleashed his own aura—his strength was terrifying, having also reached the eighth tier, and moreover, the peak of the eighth tier! The same level as Ella!
No—that wasn't quite right. Lone Wolf was far more formidable than Ella. As a warrior, his battle aura vibrations had at least surpassed the fourth tier, making him an exceptionally dangerous opponent.
Kael's eyes locked onto Lone Wolf. The man's strength was exactly what he wanted—not only was Lone Wolf a master of formations, but his combat prowess was nothing to scoff at. He was the perfect test for Kael's newly ascended eighth-tier power!
With his domain fully expanded, lightning danced across the sky. A dozen bandits near Kael were instantly struck by thunderbolts—a single explosive blast turned them all to charred husks.
"Lightning Explosion, Unrivaled Power!"
With a surge of electricity and overwhelming might, Kael simultaneously activated Sky-Soaring Art, propelling himself into the air to face Lone Wolf.
Lone Wolf's strength was formidable—peak eighth-tier, with only a sliver separating him from the ninth. Kael could keenly sense the man's terrifying power, yet he remained unshaken. He had his own means to counter it.
"Battle Skill—Divine Flame Doppelgänger!" Lone Wolf's voice was icy as he uttered the command.
In a flash, his body became engulfed in flames, his figure blurring momentarily before a blazing inferno erupted outward—and an identical Lone Wolf emerged!
Now, two Lone Wolves stood on the battlefield, their auras identical, their presence equally terrifying. Both were undeniably peak eighth-tier powerhouses.
Divine Flame Doppelgänger!
Kael's eyes narrowed. This was a profound and troublesome secret technique. With this move, Lone Wolf had instantly doubled his numbers—both versions possessing his full strength, effectively giving Kael an extra opponent out of thin air.
This guy is as troublesome as he is strong… Kael mused. Lone Wolf was, without a doubt, the most formidable foe he had faced since the beginning.
Still hovering midair, Kael swiftly chanted an incantation: **"Hell's Thunderflash."** The arcane spell was completed almost instantaneously—his casting speed had reached a level where even complex magic required barely a moment.
The earth trembled violently, fissures splitting the ground as countless violet lightning bolts erupted, striking the land with such force that the very soil turned to scorched wasteland. The entire valley quaked under the assault.
The sheer destructive power of Kael's magic sent waves of terror through the bandits.
"So strong… Is this the might of an Arcane Master?"
"T-This is magic? Since when does magic wield lightning?!"
Everyone was stunned. Was the Lord of Lefay truly a mage? Since when had any spellcaster mastered thunder magic?
"Those who stand in my way—DIE!"
Even Lone Wolf, witnessing Kael's Sky-Soaring Art and thunder magic, felt a headache coming on. His eyes darkened with caution—he hadn't expected Kael to be this troublesome.
Without hesitation, both Lone Wolves charged simultaneously, closing the distance toward Kael in a deadly assault.
Both Lone Wolf and his doppelgänger were peak eighth-tier powerhouses, yet neither could fly. However, the sheer density of Lone Wolf's fourth-tier battle aura vibrations granted him devastating striking power—enough to threaten even Kael midair.
The two figures unleashed their fiery battle skill in unison, roaring: **"Blazing Skyrending Halberd!"**
The fourth-tier battle aura vibrations tore through the heavens. As an eighth-tier warrior, Lone Wolf had mastered elemental embodiment—his aura erupted with endless flames, searing and explosive, as if fire itself had detonated in an instant. The destructive force was overwhelming.
Kael's form blurred like mist. A flash-step carried him away, evading the Blazing Skyrending Halberd in the span of a breath.
"Impossible casting speed…" Lone Wolf's pupils contracted. Kael was every bit the adversary he'd feared—commanding a hundred eighth-tier contracted beasts was one thing, but this raw power defied reason. Among all the prodigies Lone Wolf had encountered in his thirty years, none matched this monster. Perhaps only the legendary Temple's Chosen, **'Einar,'** could rival such strength.
Though Lone Wolf was a genius in his own right, his talents paled against Kael's aberrant growth. The gulf between them was undeniable.
Kael exhaled sharply, his staff blazing like a loaded cannon.
"Domain—Thunder's Dominion!"
He expanded his domain to its limits. Lightning detonated in violent bursts, while his fifth-tier mana vibrations surged forth—not like a tide, but a tsunami.
The crushing weight of his mana locked onto Lone Wolf. Kael's gaze turned glacial. Within this domain, he was sovereign.