The question of combat capabilities would be answered rather quickly as in the distance, the rectangular crimson portal entirely shattered.
From it, it looked as if the very earth split apart and expanded wildly, the visage of a monstrous behemoth erupting.
A clear, heavy roar filled with Primordial Energy spread out, shaking the fortified walls nearby and even rattling the skies where multiple vessels and warships remained on high alert.
And a massive one at that as this was the beast that the Transcendent Human, Monster, had been guarding this whole time!
Yet all vessels and warships held their position. They didn't make a single move, as if they had already received orders from above to observe initially and see how things progressed.
Achilles noted all of this, his sharp eyes taking in every movement, watching as a monstrous Behemoth appeared seemingly out of thin air.
Its massive body, larger even than the Obsidian Winged Panther, roared into existence.
Fifteen meters tall, maybe more, the Behemoth that emerged had six dazzling bronze stars glowing above its head.
It stood on massive hind legs, with short clawed arms, a reptilian tail stretching out behind it, and a wide, brutal head filled with serrated teeth dripping with saliva.
And to top it off…bronze, draconic, reptilian wings stretched from its back.
This was… a Draconic Winged Tyrannosaurus Rex.
Its jaws opened, and a voice modulated by pure authority and power boomed out.
It looked hatefully at the Obsidian Winged Panther, who returned its gaze coldly. Then, its eyes turned to Achilles, as it sensed that he was the reason it had been forced to awaken and step out.
"Your interminable force of life forced me…the great Aurexion, the Skyflame Tyrant, to come out. Name yourself!"
Its voice was deep, steeped in ancient power as Primordial Energy coursed through every inch of its body- as it demanded Achilles' name!
At the moment it did so, the Solar and Lunar Constructs in front of Achilles rose from the ground, their bodies erupting with brilliant light. The Solar Construct grasped its golden stanchions of light and responded in a deep, thunderous voice.
"To dare address the Emperor King as such—your death has been determined!"
Its tone was heavy and absolute.
As if stating a fact.
And with that declaration, the construct shot forward like a ray of sunlight straight toward the enemy.
Aurexion, the Skyflame Tyrant, narrowed his eyes. His crimson pupils gleamed with deadly intensity as Primordial Energy surged through him.
"A mere summon dares to talk to the Skyflame Tyrant ? I've been asleep too long! Humans like you used to grovel at my feet and send your children to me for lunch…so let me remind you all of who I am. EMBERSTORM!"
His bronze wings fluttered like a hummingbird's, flapping countless times in an instant.
Moments later, the temperature surged as molten, lava-like meteors bloomed around him—dozens of massive projectiles blasting out like nuclear warheads!
Achilles' expression remained stern. The name Skyflame Tyrant…he knew it.
From the scattered memories of Bixi, he recalled this particularly dreadful Ancient One, known for terrorizing human encampments in Ancient Times.
To meet it here, while it was still this weak was a grand opportunity he wouldn't let slip.
Time felt like it was moving unfathomably slowly.
As the meteor storm closed in, the Solar and Lunar Constructs that Achilles had just summoned turned to him and spoke in unison:
"O Emperor King, please grant us names as we serve you in our first battle."
He heard them both in his mind.
Without hesitation, Achilles looked at the muscular Solar Construct and said calmly:
Then he turned toward the Lunar Construct.
Solareth and Myxilith.
The first summoned constructs accepted their names!
Meanwhile, in front of Achilles, Rose appeared, her body manifesting into a verdant flaming phoenix that shielded him and the others behind them.
Ahead, Nyxaria Moonveil Lunaris opened her jaws and unleashed a sea of darkness, blanketing everything nearby.
Then, the Lunar Construct, Myxilith, called out:
The bright morning skies instantly turned silver as an artificial moon materialized overhead.
From it, a silver-black veil, like a celestial robe, descended, sweeping across the battlefield. It absorbed the darkness of the Obsidian Winged Panther, the green flames of Rose, and even the meteors of EMBERSTORM launched by the Skyflame Tyrant!
It wrapped everything in its embrace like a mother calmly taking away sharp toys from her reckless children. The sky turned dim, still, and silent. No swirling elemental storms remained.
Behind Myxilith, a flowing veil of absorbed energy trailed behind her like a regal mantle.
It was so fast that even Rose and the others were stunned.
Then came the Solar Construct.
With perfect synchronization, the moment all enemy abilities were cleared from the sky, Solareth appeared above the crimson-eyed Skyflame Tyrant.
Its pupils blazed like miniature suns, fierce and full of primal royalty as it declared.
"Judgment of the Sun."
The golden pillar of light in its right hand extended, lengthening until it covered the Tyrant's massive frame, and then it dropped.
A scorching beam of judgment crashed down, searing the earth.
At the same time, Solareth raised its free hand, dispersing the second pillar into a hundred small golden spears. They circled Aurexion like hunting wolves—and then struck all at once, skewering him from every angle!
A horrid, guttural roar of pain echoed across the skies. Achilles felt waves of heat ripple outward as he nodded, approving the devastating power of his Constructs.
And the battle wasn't over.
In front of him, Nyxaria Moonveil Lunaris moved with terrifying speed as her wings flared wide, and she appeared beside the Skyflame Tyrant. Her claws, surrounded by black flames, swept toward him.
Multiple layers of dark, flaming slashes tore through the Ancient One's hide, opening gashes that let more scorching heat flood into its body, and its roars became even louder, even more desperate.
It was a shocking scene.
To those merely observing, it looked like a sacred beatdown.
An Ancient One had emerged from a Leyline Fracture, and yet it was being bullied—helpless against Constructs summoned by Achilles alone!
The Tyrant hadn't even had time to fully awaken its strength!
The Constructs stood tall, overbearing, as they spoke in unison while the solid suns and moons above them blazed furiously:
"For the Emperor King."
"For the Emperor King."
Those very solid suns and moons shot forward like weapons- dense, blazing, expanding in size.
Their target was Aurexion, the Skyflame Tyrant!
They aimed to end the battle before it had truly even begun!