The skill Dark Barrier was practically invincible, having never been broken before. However, its strength was tied to Alex’s mana. The stronger the attack it withstood, the more Mana Points it consumed.

If the attack was too powerful, it would deplete Alex’s Mana Points, causing the Dark Barrier to shatter. In theory, as long as Alex had enough Mana Points, the Dark Barrier’s defense was unbeatable.

Boom! Boom!

Countless wind blades struck Alex’s barrier, producing loud crashes. The impact was so strong that it nearly knocked Alex and Ruby out of the sky.

Fortunately, Ruby managed to stabilize herself. To withstand this attack, Alex had used up nearly half of her Mana Points.

Although they weren’t knocked down, the situation was dire. With the mage able to fly, their aerial advantage was gone.

The werewolf’s expression darkened, not expecting the human mage to interfere.

The mage was equally surprised that his attacks had been thwarted by this extraterrestrial visitor girl.

The hobgoblin Shaman arrived as well. The three Monarch levels, without acknowledging each other, all attacked Alex and Ruby.

Alex’s heart sank. There was no way to escape the snowy mountain now. One Monarch level was already a life-and-death crisis; now there were two more.

No, she couldn’t hold onto this thing any longer. Alex glanced at the three Monarch levels and, without hesitation, threw the object towards the werewolf.

The werewolf was overjoyed, instantly transforming from a giant wolf to a werewolf, catching the object securely before running off.

He wasn’t foolish. With the object in hand, he didn’t want to be attacked by both the human and the hobgoblin.

Alex had counted on this. The werewolf couldn’t fly, and escaping two Monarch levels was nearly impossible.

As expected, the hobgoblin and mage, seeing the werewolf with the object, immediately attacked him.

Alex and Ruby breathed a sigh of relief, feeling temporarily safe.

The mage and hobgoblin surrounded the werewolf, forcing him to stop, his eyes wary of the human mage and hobgoblin.

“Bodhi Uss, that belongs to the human race. Hand it over, and I’ll pretend none of this happened,” the mage said coldly, ignoring the hobgoblin.

“Ridiculous. This thing has been dead for centuries, its bones gnawed clean by maggots, and you claim it belongs to the human race?” the werewolf retorted, then turned to the hobgoblin.

“Snazzle, join me in killing him. Do you really think your hobgoblin kingdom can claim this? If you attack me today, Skyreach Mountains will destroy your kingdom tomorrow. Think carefully!”

Clap, clap—

Count Nocturne walked elegantly through the snow, followed by several vampires, including Lucian.

“Typical werewolf, crude and disgusting,” Nocturne sneered, clapping. “Snazzle, don’t listen to this filthy werewolf. Join us in killing him. If Skyreach Mountains dares trouble the hobgoblin kingdom, they can deal with my blood clan.”

“You’re courting death!” the werewolf roared, enraged. Seeing vampires made him furious. He lunged at Count Nocturne.

The human mage and hobgoblin Shaman attacked simultaneously. The hobgoblin chose to offend the werewolf, showing the object’s allure.

Meanwhile, Ruby reverted to human form, watching the Monarch levels fight from a snowy mountain with Alex.

“Aren’t we running?” Ruby asked, thinking it was the perfect time to escape. Alex shook her head.

When Alex had thrown the object, she had used the system to check its information. She could absorb it.

“I know what that thing is,” Alex said, noticing Lucian and the vampires below. So, Lucian had joined the vampires.

“What is it?” Ruby asked, curious.

“Do you know about Godheads?” Alex asked abruptly.

“Yes, wait, are you saying that thing is a Godhead?!” Ruby was shocked, unable to believe it. She had heard of them but never seen one.

“You know we extraterrestrial visitors have special abilities, right? I used mine to find out,” Alex said, referring to the system, though explaining it would be complicated.

“To ascend to godhood, one must ignite the divine fire and achieve a Godhead. Absorbing a Godhead skips the first two stages, becoming a pseudo-god. Pseudo-gods lack their own Godhead, their power between Sovereign level and true gods. Their strength is controversial; even several max-level Sovereign levels can kill a pseudo-god. Absorbing another’s Godhead also blocks the path to true godhood.

So, no Sovereign level wants to absorb a Godhead,” Ruby explained in one breath, leaving Alex stunned.

“How do you know so much?”

“My father told me,” Ruby said, recalling her childhood memories of her father.

“Is your father human?” Alex asked, knowing Ruby was a human-tiger hybrid, so one parent must be human.

“Yes, a very powerful human, not a mage,” Ruby said.

“Is he a god?”

“I don’t know. He left when I was very young, and there’s been no news since,” Ruby said, looking dejected. It seemed her human habits were inherited from her father.

Alex decided not to pry further. It was personal. She pondered Ruby’s words, guessing her father was at least Sovereign level if not a Divine.

“Why don’t Sovereign levels want to absorb Godheads?” Alex asked, remembering Ice Cream saying it was hard for frost dragons to become gods, even needing the Frost Heart. Why wouldn’t other Sovereign levels absorb Godheads?

“I don’t know. My father said to become a true god, you must rely on yourself. Only those who can never reach Sovereign level would choose a Godhead,” Ruby said, recalling her father’s words.

“I see,” Alex said. Sovereign levels wouldn’t stoop to becoming pseudo-gods.

So why did they want the Godhead? Maybe to absorb the divine power left by the previous god.

“Do you understand? Any more questions?”

“No,” Alex said. This was a chance to become stronger, and she didn’t want to miss it. She decided to wait with Ruby on the snowy mountain for an opportunity.

“You want that Godhead?”

Ruby asked, seeing Alex nod. “If you ask nicely, I’ll help you.”

Alex ignored her, focusing on the battlefield below.

“Hey, Alex, I’m talking to you!”

“Quiet, someone’s coming.”

At that moment, a group of mages flew over, surrounding Alex and Ruby.

Below, the werewolf was struggling against the three Monarch levels. His domain was being suppressed, and his body’s healing couldn’t keep up with the new wounds.

Whether it was the hobgoblin, the human, or the vampire, they could all fly, putting the werewolf at a severe disadvantage.

Seeing that he couldn’t run or fight effectively, the werewolf decided to mimic Alex’s earlier tactic. He threw the Godhead to the hobgoblin, who immediately found himself under attack from the mage and the vampires. The werewolf finally got a moment to breathe.

The vampires clashed with the hobgoblins, while the mages turned their attention to Alex and Ruby.

The four Monarch levels realized that trying to take the Godhead and escape was nearly impossible.

They shifted their strategy, no longer aiming to retreat with the Godhead but to fight to the death.

With the Godhead in the hobgoblin’s hands, the three Monarch levels attacked him, not just because of the Godhead but also because he was the weakest among them.

The mage’s domain was a stormy field, filled with howling winds and a raging blizzard.

As the mage chanted, countless magic circles appeared in the sky, unleashing fire, ice, rock, and wind magic at the hobgoblin Shaman.

The mage attacked without hesitation, confident in the human race’s strength. He didn’t consider the other creatures a threat.

The hobgoblin Shaman defended with a shamanic barrier and counterattacked with blue-flamed magic, clashing with the mage’s spells.

The battlefield was a spectacle of colorful explosions.

Count Nocturne drew his weapon, a slender sword. The hilt absorbed his blood, turning the blade from white to blood-red.

Nocturne vanished, his sword piercing the hobgoblin Shaman’s barrier and body.

He quickly retreated from the mage’s attack range. The hobgoblin Shaman, wounded, had his spells interrupted, and countless magical attacks struck him.

The hobgoblin Shaman was knocked to the ground by the mage’s relentless magic. Nocturne and the werewolf stood by, waiting for the mage to finish him off.

Severely injured, the hobgoblin Shaman threw the Godhead away. It rolled to the werewolf’s feet, who recoiled as if seeing a plague.

Nocturne and the mage were also drawn to the Godhead. But this time, no one dared to pick it up.

The Godhead lay quietly in the snow, surrounded by the four Monarch levels, who eyed each other warily.

The mage began chanting again, and the werewolf and Nocturne attacked the hobgoblin Shaman once more.

The hobgoblin Shaman, dragging his injured body, tried to flee.

On the mountaintop, Alex and Ruby were fighting six mages. All were Commanding level, each mastering an elemental magic. Their coordination was impeccable, and their ability to fly made them agile. Alex couldn’t deal with them quickly.

Without the ability to fly, Alex was at a disadvantage. The mages, being natural artillery, could unleash their full power from the air, bombarding Alex with spells.

However, Alex was very agile and could teleport. Though she couldn’t kill the mages, they couldn’t defeat her either. It was a stalemate, with both sides draining each other’s mana. Ruby’s unpredictable attacks added to the mages’ difficulties.

Alex used an ice wall to block the mages’ attacks and glanced at the battlefield below. She saw the Godhead lying in the snow, untouched, while the three Monarch levels attacked the hobgoblin.

A perfect opportunity!

“Ruby, get it over here,” Alex whispered to Ruby, who nodded in understanding.

The ice wall shattered under the fire mage’s assault. The ground rose, forming earthen walls to trap Alex and Ruby. Their feet were frozen by Frost Magic, and a lightning bolt and wind blades descended upon them.

Alex and Ruby, both proficient in Frost Magic, easily broke free. Alex shot a pillar of fire into the sky, disrupting the mages’ lightning. By the time the lightning struck, they had already broken the stone walls and moved.

At that moment, a massive figure finally arrived, and a breath of dragon scattered the mages’ formation.

The mages turned to see a giant bone dragon, burning with blue ghostly flames.

“Ruby, now!” Alex shouted. Ruby extended her hand, and the Godhead appeared in her grasp, its original place now occupied by a stone.

With the prize in hand, Alex grabbed Ruby’s shoulder and teleported onto Arthur’s back.

Arthur soared into the sky, the mages’ spells bouncing off his elemental immunity. His speed left the mages behind.

Below, the three Monarch levels attacking the hobgoblin noticed a magical fluctuation. The mage turned to see the Godhead replaced by a stone.

The mage saw the bone dragon in the distance and realized what had happened.

“The Godhead has been taken by the extraterrestrial visitors!” he shouted, stopping his attack and leading the mages in pursuit.

The Bodhi and Nocturne saw the mage stop and looked back, understanding immediately.

“We’ve been tricked by two Commanding levels!”

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