Reincarnated As A Lion In Another World-Chapter 548: Your Reign Ends Here
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Close to the core of the planet, Exalon and the lion kings who continued racing toward the gauntlet acted with supreme fierceness.
They swung their claws and bashed their heads downward, smashing through the water and rocks that blocked their way.
They swam through lava, weaving through crushing water pressure, to get closer and closer to the Gauntlet which lay at the center of the planet.
Now, they weren’t just doing it for the mission, they were doing it for Kael’s survival and the continuity of their race.
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On the surface.
The horses were minding their business, going in a random direction when they heard it.
The roar of a lion, a roar filled with pain and unwillingness.
It belonged to the Primordial.
Surely, not long after, an incredible pulse wave swept past them, filling their spirits with dread.
The demonic horse governor neighed with genuine fear and confusion, that pulse was entirely unfamiliar and he knew it must have come from the Primordial Lion who was suspected to have been on this planet.
Soon, that fear turned into rage and prejudice.
"He’s in that direction, let’s go!" The demonic horse governor said as he prepared to move.
However...
"Don’t be a fool," The Primordial Rhino warned as he stepped forward with a serious expression.
His mind worked a little differently from theirs. He knew that no Primordial was weak even at the same level.
Not once did he assume the Primordial Lion would be weak, even if he was tier 7.
This was because he used President Musty as a template to assess Kael. President Musty was an equally terrifying existence that had forced him to submit in the past despite them being at the same power level.
If Kael was even remotely like President Musty, then it was a bad idea to head in that direction.
Anything that could corner a Primordial Affiliated with the Law of Conquering in such a way that he roared like that was not good.
"TREASON!" The demonic horse immediately shouted at the top of his lungs. The repeated refusal of this rhino to listen to him had got him fed up.
But still, none of the other governors paid him any attention. They were all aware of the nature of this demonic horse.
He was the type to jump headfirst into danger and chaos as that was what truly excited him, irrespective of how he hurt in the process.
"You are not to engage any Primordial Creature without my permission, that is an authority given to me by His Excellency," The Primordial Rhino said, snorting and causing a slight gravitational pull toward him.
The demonic horse grunted, feeling suffocated and horrified by the thought of having to obey this rhino.
He stomped his front hoof and roared, "Fine then, if you won’t, I will!"
Then the demonic horse charged straight for the direction the pulse wave had come from, disregarding the warning of the Primordial Rhino.
"Let him go, he alone will face the wrath of His Excellency, if he survives," The Primordial Rhino warned the others.
The governors normally wouldn’t listen to a rhino which they considered a lesser creature of their civilization, but in this case, they had to.
It was a pity though, demonic horses were rare and extremely hard to find. The number one cause of their deaths was them throwing themselves directly into dangerous situations.
They could only watch as the demonic horse galloped away, swiftly disappearing over the horizon.
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Up above, a group of dragons had gathered.
They had been minding their business, flying in a random direction looking for something to get their attention when an agonizing roar was heard, followed by a golden pulse wave that came as soon as it left.
"What was that?" Imperial Guard Voldemort asked, confused. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦
The many dragons flapping their wings around him also focused in that direction.
"Captain, look," One of the dragons called Voldemort’s attention to a figure flashing through the land below.
Voldemort looked down to see what the dragon was pointing at. It was a horse, hairless black skin and with blood red mane and tail as well as bloody veins pulsing over its body.
Its two eyes were filled with bloodlust and mighty killing intent.
"It’s heading in that direction," another dragon muttered.
Voldemort knew a bit about the history between the horses and the lion so he was able to put some dots together to understand what may be going on.
"Get ready to use the Nest Call, we may be close to the Primordial Lion," Imperial Guard Voldemort said coldly.
He flapped his humongous green wings, covering them in greenish fog. He and the dragons made a beeline for the source of that pulse wave.
And so, enemies converged.
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Ma’abu was blasted backwards, his body shooting out like a bullet and carving a deep fissure through the ground.
He flew hard and fast, soon going out of sight. Only the paw print on his cheek was enough to tell what had happened to him.
But as he watched this body slice through the hard ground, Ma’abu wore a devious smile.
He had succeeded.
Yes, that slap from Kael was unlike anything he had ever experienced. Ma’abu actually thought that his head might fall off, luckily for him, it didn’t.
However, the tail of an anti-lion, the rarest lion type in the universe, had been placed where it was meant to be.
How could Ma’abu not be happy?
One could say many things about him, but it couldn’t be denied that he had planned against the All-King and succeeded.
But Ma’abu couldn’t rest just yet. The air screeched like a wounded ghost as thousands of lion kings chased after him.
His own Anti-Primordial lion kings were diving from the sky to his rescue. He smiled, showing his bloody fangs which had been broken from Kael’s slap.
"Your reign is over, All-King," Ma’abu whispered to himself as his body finally stopped moving.
He collapsed.
"Ma’abu, die!"
Katari appeared in front of Ma’abu, her eyes promising to deliver the greatest level of suffering for what he had done.
