Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

A sudden heavy slap to his back shook him awake. He didn't have to look to see who it was, his trouble making little sister was back at it again.

"Now's not the time, Kaeara. You have troops to command, go back to your post."

"Such a downer." Kaeara pouted.

From a little girl, she had grown into quite the beauty. She had delicate tanned skin and a tomboyish appearance, even wearing loose and baggy clothing. She was the object of affection for many, but this overly talkative girl was oddly attracted to a mute.

"Shouldn't you be cradle robbing?"

"Ah!" Kaeara gasped. "Big brother just made a joke?!"

Kaeara grinned wildly, her short hair bobbing up and down.

"Wait! What did you say to me?!" Suddenly registering what her brother said, she slapped his back again. "Little Ryu is a grown man now. How dare you treat me like this?"

Alidor sent a calm gaze toward his sister. "When he was 5 years old, you were already over 20, I don't want to hear such nonsense from you. He's not even 20 years old yet, have some shame."

"Bully!"

Alidor shook his head. His sister was too much. She had acted as an instructor of Ryu when he was attending the Soul Universe academies. In fact, she was the one who approved his S level grade. Now she was calling him a grown man. He felt like disowning her.

Suddenly, Alidor sensed movement in the distance.

Currently, only he and his sister were in the air overlooking the tower to their back and several ten million warriors below. Maybe only Kaeara would dare to spit in the face of this arrangement and leave her ranks like this.

It had only been several hours since this Gate opened, but Alidor had already captured 3 key towers, taking the number the Beast Clan Alliance once controlled from 1 to 4, resulting in half of the Gate falling under their control.

He came up against no resistance. This wasn't because the Ragnors were weak, but rather because they hadn't been there to defend in the first place.

The Ragnors were under the impression that they were in an alliance and were likely waiting for confirmation by the beast clans, not knowing that that confirmation would never come.

Alidor and the other armies took advantage of this, quickly recapturing several towers. It was likely that the Ragnors only just realized that there was something amiss.

"What is the meaning of this?! Have the Beast Clans forsaken our alliance?!"

A blimp hovered in the distance, a familiar commander sitting at the helm. But, the one who spoke was his subordinate, Once Berserker Bjorn. The bear-like man's voice bellowed, making his power clear.

This was a celestial gate, but the imposing aura made it clear the Bjorn was a Pseudo-Dao expert.

"The alliance is over." Alidor replied plainly.

Kaeara didn't continue to be unruly, immediately returning to her troops.

Bjorn narrowed his eyes. 'That hair, those eyes… The Uidah? But…'

Bjorn's gaze looked toward the army. As he guessed, he had sensed several beast auras. Did that mean the Five Beast Clan Alliance had fallen to the Uidah? Or did that mean that they had betrayed their alliance?

The beast clans had an enmity with the Pakals, but they shouldn't have one with the Uidah…

'According to reports, Miss Hela confirmed that the Epistemic Tower is within Pakal and Uidah territory. But, the only reason the far more powerful Pakals were willing to share was precisely because the tower was in Uidah territory… Does that mean the Uidah are dissatisfied with the arrangement and want to use the support of the beast clans to resist against the Pakals?... But why would they attack us, then…?'

"KILL THESE MONKEYS."

As Bjorn was trying to understand the conspiracy behind these matters and confusing Alidor for an Uidah, his brainless commander didn't seem to care. It was already too late for Bjorn to stop it. The Ragnors marched on the Mortal Alliance.

Alidor raised an eyebrow toward the opposing 'commander'. 'Is this guy mentally disabled?'

By all rights, it made no sense for the Ragnors to simply attack like this. The first and foremost reason is that Alidor had already taken control of the tower, meaning that the area of effect boosts and debuffs were both in effect already.

This Gate focused in on environmental changes. This particular tower gave Alidor the advantage of gravity. Since it was a celestial gate, accounting for the power of the experts that would enter, the gravity was ten thousand times more than normal. Trying to fly in such a space would only result in…

It was then that the charging Ragnors realized their commander's mistake. The plummeted to the ground, their qi completely unable to sustain their flight. It was similar to Dyon when he first entered his constitution's world, except in this case, their bodies were nowhere near as strong as his, nor were they meant to withstand such a drastic spike in their weight.

Bjorn watched on with an ugly expression on his face. He knew that his warriors understood their 'Commander's' temperament. After an order was given, even if it wasn't going well, they didn't dare to turn back. They could only continue to trudge forward, pulling their own bodies along.

Alidor smirked. He sent a series of commands through their communication channels, mixing in verbal commands so as not to allow the enemy to understand their supreme communication abilities. If the Ragnors assumed that their methods of communication were as limited as their own, it would lead to more mistakes down the line.

A rain of long ranged attacks pummeled them down. Arcs of fire, ice and arrows filled the skies, blotting out the high hanging sun.

Bjorn's jaw clenched. He knew he had to go, but the enemy's actions were making him uncomfortable.

By logic, if they knew their enemies couldn't fly effectively, shouldn't they be taking advantage of this? Why was that dandy holding a woman's umbrella the only one in the sky?

The more he thought about it, the more logic told him that the opposing commander was also an idiot. But, his instincts screamed something different.