Chapter 711 - Jack's Signal for Revolt

Frost covered Luanra's massive frame as she roared and protected herself from the steam explosions. She didn't feel much from the Flood Dragon attacks but she also didn't bother swatting the dragons away. Lunara kept her eyes on Grixor, whose mighty claws and jagged tail were real threats.

As Lunara blasted Grixor with stream after stream of icy breath, Grixor's claws tore through the ice to collide with Lunara's frost body. That alone was enough for Grixor to confirm the truth, like Torian had with Moranti.

It was obvious that Lunara had surpassed him in level, putting her at lv. 99 like Halmut and Skaryn. That didn't guarantee that Grixor would lose but he did understand that he was facing an uphill battle this time. There was no telling how much health Lunara had now, and her regenerative abilities were possibly on par with Halmut's after leveling up so much. This forced Grixor to treat Lunara differently as he changed his mindset. He decided it was best to treat Lunara as more powerful in every category apart from speed, as it was better to overestimate Lunara's defenses and attacks than to underestimate them and face the consequences.

But the most eye-catching battle was the battle of Jack and Halmut. All sorts of colors scattered through the air as their differing flames collided time and time again. Jack's teleporting abilities were tamed by Tralbok's time manipulation while Kylon would focus on giving Halmut opportunities to back off and reset for the next charge. It was a slow strategy but it should eventually get the job done.

Suddenly, Tralbok backed off and failed to stall Jack's next attack. While Jack managed to drill his barbed, club-like arm into Halmut's torso, Tralbok dispersed attacked an illusion of Jack that had grabbed his forehead.

"TRALBOK! STAY FOCUSED!" roared Halmut, unhappy to see his most loyal supporter giving Jack an opening. "Don't stop moving!"

Both Tralbok and Kylon took that advice, swarming around Jack and Halmut as the two collided over and over across the sixth floor of the open chamber. Sometimes they would feel someone touch their heads but they were already in motion and found it easier to evade the chance of tanking a cerebral collapse.

Yet, Kylon suddenly stopped moving and flinched.

"Kyl, wear this and finally let loose…"

The Storm Goddess trembled the moment that deep voice crept into her ear. At the same time, she felt something different touch her head while her mind suddenly felt less muddled. Kylon reached to touch her head and was surprised to be wearing a metal helmet that covered her ears, protected the back of her neck, and had a slit of metal falling down her face to protect her nose.

She wasn't entirely sure what helmet she was wearing and her memory was a bit fuzzy as to why she was fighting Jack at the moment, but Kylon was sure of what this was.

While Tralbok reversed Jack's spectral flares, he suddenly tensed up and retreated from where he stood. But he was unable to fully evade the steam explosion that burst in front of him. Tralbok healed with time magic and shouted, "KYLON?! What are you--"

But before Tralbok could complain any further, Kylon was charging head-first at the God of Time. Lightning covered her as she spat electrifying, steaming explosions at her new foe. Kylon showed no mercy. In fact, Kylon wore a face of pure frustration and anger, letting go millennia of pain and silent suffering. She said nothing to anyone, only attacking without stating her reason.

Outraged, Halmut gave her a moment of his attention and anger. "KYLON?! HOW DARE YOU--"

Jack suddenly struck Halmut across the jaw, shutting up the Sun God and forcing the dragon's anger back onto him. At the same time, Jack shouted in laughter, "ANY GOD WILLING TO SIDE WITH US, MAKE YOUR DECISION NOW AS I KILL HALMUT!!!"

By now, the spectators and those fighting in the other two battles were well-aware of Kylon's surprising treason.

Without hesitation, the two Flood Dragons facing Lunara changed targets. They threw a multitude of attacks at Grixor without warning.

"Help your mistress!" Lunara suddenly ordered, catching the Flood Dragons off guard. "I can handle him, but she may fall for Tralbok's tricks without you!"

Neither of the lv. 90 Flood Dragons flinched as they followed Lunara's orders, just as they had in times of old when Lunara was their second-in-command after Kylon. They were finally allowed to fully trust their gut feeling and help their mistress alleviate the pain that she had kept bottled up for century after century.

"YOU--"

"Sillo, what about you?!" Jack interrupted Halmut's roar with a question of his own, infuriating the Sun Dragon even further. "Don't worry about the consequences! We're helping your sister, so why can't we help you?"

"Don't--"

Before Halmut could order the Mage God to cooperate, Sillo had already turned his lightning web onto Tyres. Sure, it wasn't the most effective, but it gave Sillo a moment to redirect his efforts to a foe at his level and alleviate Moranti of pestering from lower-leveled gods.

The entire landscape of the battle had changed. The three battles had become five. The overwhelming advantage of having three legendary gods against a single leisure god was flipped. The support and control necessary to give Torian, Grixor, and Halmut an advantage was gone. Now, there was a revolt among the legendary gods and a heavy advantage held by the leisure gods.

ROOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAARRRRR!!!

"Halmut," Jack commented with a loud laugh, "You've been threatening everyone for thousands of years with your cruel contracts. Now's the time to use them, right?"

"YOU! YOU DID THIS!"

"So what? Are you the proud Sun Dragon that will hold to your threat or the pitiful runt that's afraid to lose too many of your pawns at once?" Jack continued, making sure that everyone could hear him loud and clear. "If you want a chance at winning, a runt like you will need all the support you can get!"