World Banquet (3)

Durogordum race was preparing with all its might.

All their vassals moved half their forces near the Tlue star cluster—the place where the Durogordum planet takes root.

For the super-advanced civilizations, everyone that is considered to be their vassal has a history of conquering other civilizations or expressed the desire to conquer others and had the power to do so if provided adequate assistance.

These vassals aren't peaceful like the Oak Tree race and other weak races like humans were a decade ago.

This corner of the universe even though young, only several billion years old, still had countless living beings of trillions of forms and shapes.

The stronger ones could easily travel in space and use various means to become stronger, but in front of super civilizations, they still were nothing, so they got suppressed and forced to obey.

As for those that were not that intelligent to travel in space, they had the advantages of the planets they originated from. Like the Azma race because they were true predatory hive-type creatures that survived by consuming living lifeforms, with the planet which was hundreds of times bigger than the earth with a million times the resources.

The Azma race could hold their own until they killed and killed so much that the planet was driven to the brink of extinction.

Many such civilizations had a basic intellect that differentiated them from the beasts and mindless animals, but they couldn't do what others did, and that was invading other planets.

That's when the super civilizations themselves invaded these races and forced them to submit, and this was the second kind of vassals for super civilizations the third kind was a mindless powerful beast and insect-type creatures that were used as intimidation and destruction tools.

Today the Durogordum race upon the orders of their emperor transferred three hundred and forty-seven races all around the Tlue star cluster enveloping the Durogordum planet in a tight defence.

Such drastic measures were taken after cooperating with various races and using their star destroyers to attack the Solar system.

The attack had hundreds of minds involved, devising the plan to breach earth's defences in an attempt to annihilate its inhabitants on the spot, but the expectations were thwarted when they somehow without much effort managed to open hundreds of wormholes near the solar system. It seemed like the Earthlings were inviting them. After so many routes were opened even the least bright-minded of the bunch calculated that they would fail miserably, but the races still tried nonetheless.

Exactly a hundred moon-sized star destroyers passed the wormholes and reached the solar system. The moment they appeared, tens of thousands of terrifying blasts were directed towards the sun.

From a hundred directions, thousands of different lights intertwined and each one of them could destroy prior earth with one hit. But It was at this moment Zagaroth appeared. He was twenty centimetres long not even comparable with this moon-sized star destroyers.

Zagaroth opened his mouth, and thousands of tiny teeth rattled, in his mouth, they all turned blood red and flew out of his mouth with terrifying speed growing in size by hundreds of times in an instant.

This attack reached the light beams and followed their trajectories in reverse. Soon these blood teeth that were terrifying in shape and form bombarded star destroyers and each tooth pierced straight through them.

Every single flash and blood-type living being was vaporized until nothing was left even before the star destroyers detonated from sustained damage.

The teeth Zagaroth spewed out returned to him and took their rightful place in his mouth.

Zagaroth opened his bloody mouth and said, "Dominus did say we wouldn't attack, but who said we wouldn't defend! listen up you all better hurry up with your preparations or else, hehe."

The alien civilizations were so shaken that they took Zagaroth's words to heart and called all their vassal forces near their star clusters for defence. Such a thing was unimaginable before, and even more bizarrely thousands of natural wormholes opened all around the races that were being transported as if telling them to hurry up towards the twelve super civilizations.

This happened a couple of days before the world banquet.

Now the Durogordum race already managed to prepare everything. The Durogordum emperor even received a message from an unknown source that every single human was transported from earth towards Mercury.

Everyone already clearly knew what this meant. The only once in the dark were humans. They were still in the middle of the World banquet.

....

The celebration was in full swing billions of humans were interacting, eating the best food, drinking the best liquor this corner of the universe had to offer, watching the greatest shows that would only happen once to be never repeated again.

A dazzlingly handsome man with broad shoulders, red hair, and blue eyes broke through the clouds reaching the lightning that was zipping through the air. He swiped mightily towards the lighting catching it in the process his hand gloved with purple light, and after that, the lightning was ripped from the sky. It shrunk countless times and fused with his wings.

Humans that were watching from below cheered in excitement.

Everywhere humans would look they would be able to see what was happening clearly as if magic. This particular young man was like a brilliant unsurpassed eagle. He was only eighteen, but his advantage over other contestants was overwhelming.

He managed to fuse a hundred and twenty bolts of lightning, thirty more than the one in the second place.

Every time someone caught a bolt of lightning, the wings would gain in size and change colour, making it more dazzling.

This young man was the son of the core member of the Morgol clan. Unfortunately, he could not train in the 'blood as Universe' technique, but because giving birth was extremely hard when one practised the technique every child born would be extraordinary in physical capabilities.

Also, with the guidance world provided the youth named Kaio was greatly educated and full of wisdom for his age. The kid never felt sorrow because of his lack of ability to truly practice.

Kaio looked at the wings behind his back and laughed, uproariously, the event was coming to an end no one would be able to catch up to him.

He overlooked the humans below proudly and waved his hand at them. Behind him several lighting bolts flushed, making him even more dazzling thousands of ladies cheered for him with all their might.

Kaio, while enjoying the cheers for him, saw that someone was overlooking him with eyes that could pierce the heavens. The man sat there silently listening to the cheers of the people around him. He was not alone, but it seemed like that because no one dared to even look in his general direction; his hawk-like eyes were intimidating people around him.

This was Kaio's father, the core Morgol Amateras, one of the few that reached the ultimate stage of the second realm and followed the hundred elite Morgols in the past.

The moment father and son's eyes met Ametaras's gaze softened, and he nodded at his son with a smile.

Kaio suddenly felt overwhelmed by his always strict father's action who was even punished by Dominus for being so stubborn and cold-hearted towards him. Suddenly smiled at him didn't it mean that he was finally worthy of praise?

A tear of happiness streamed down his face making him even more handsome.

Seeing these ladies cheered even more too many opportunities were provided for spectators below to see everything clearly.

But the one who truly felt a peng was Amateras who muttered to himself, "Ah, my nephew is a rascal, a true rascal. People say everything happens for a reason at the world Banquet. It seems even without the 'blood as Universe' technique; my son can be as dazzling as the sun."

In the end, Kaio retained his lead and got the title "Volcanic lighting tamer" becoming the first and the last one to do so.

Unfortunately, not everyone could take first place, but every participant was the winner in this event because it would never be repeated again and their names would go down the history books, while they themselves enjoyed the greatest time of their lives.

...

A little girl was standing atop a hovering balloon trying to retain balance she looked all innocent and cute. Still, it was all a disguise, amidst her beautiful features and long ponytail she was mercilessly kicking one ball after another popping balloons one after another, and even knocking people left and right, up and down.

Humans watching her were going crazy from all the cheering and madness they were witnessing. She was the youngest participant in the game called "drop em down", and her team was team yellow. Not many loved team yellow until she took the lead. now, most were on team yellow's side.

This little girl managed to accumulate loyal subordinates. In the air now hundreds were jumping around her and protecting her from three teams.

Every team had various mighty representatives, but she was exceptional.

A woman in her thirties was hitting someone's shoulder with all her might screaming from excitement, "that's my daughter, Lala, look at her she's always so reserved. When was she offered to play this game? Tell me!"

The man she was hitting looked at her and said, "participants are all picked by World AI. I don't have anything to do with it, and please stop hitting me don't break your hand from all the excitement."

This man appeared to be Kristofer Morgol himself who had to sit with multiple ladies along with his wife, Maria.

Kristofer looked at his wife that was drinking a purple-coloured liquid that had ten different tastes at every sip, and the last one would make the most tolerant person tipsy. "Maria stop drinking and help your husband, save me from this excited woman or I might rip my son in half."

"Who are you going to rip in half bastard, everything happens for a reason at the World banquet find out why we are here, let them slap you in the face instead of the shoulder."

"Drinking too much is not good, woman!"

"No, I am not shut up, I only took a hundred sips, hundred times the satisfaction. Also, Zagaroth's blessing is still working".

Kristofer decided to ignore Maria, she rarely drank, but when she did, she would go crazy if someone dared to interrupt her. Of course, he dared to, but her words reminded him that he had to find the reason why he sat with the mother of that splendid child."

No one could drop Lala down, but other than humans, there were lightning bolts.

Just as Lala was about to jump from one spot to another. She was struck like a massive meteor with an overwhelmingly large lighting bolt as if her luck expired.

Humans below were silenced, Those lightning bolts would never strike anyone They were for show mostly. People panicked they had no idea if she was alive or not because the booming sound was too real and her petite scream was still in everyone's ears reverberating in their minds making them nervous.

When the clouds around her cleared up, they saw a man holding her like a princess. He was majestic and handsome.

"Husband?" Maria looked towards her left and saw no one, "what speed, I couldn't even feel how he moved."

Suddenly that last sip took effect and made her tipsy it was at that moment she felt something was changing in her body, making her body evolve. After being at the bottleneck for so long Maria suddenly broke through.

Maria was utterly shocked, "what happened? Did I break through? I need to advance and stabilize, too many fellow humans."

Before she could finish her thought process, she was teleported away.

Kristofer was caressing little Lala's head, in consolation, he was speechless at the proceedings because he saw that the airflow around Lala changed bizarrely, as if something wanted to take her life, so he decided to act.

He burned a thousand litres of blood in his body and used blood burst to reach Mach thirty covering 10 290 meters in a second saving Lala from a disaster that struck a second after.

The humans below sighed in relief and cheered with all their might not even knowing that strings of fate wanted a life of an innocent bright child.

"Kristofer!! Kristofer!!Kristofer!!"

"Thank god you were with us!"

"That was unfortunate."

"Indeed it seems we were already informed about a possibility that if the lighting was controlled too much one might possibly breakthrough. Because of the excessive control and strike randomly in any direction who knew our heroic Lala would take the brunt luckily Kristofer Morgol saved her."

"Yeah, his so powerful."

"I didn't even comprehend what happened. The supreme leader always tells us his father is the most powerful human, but it's hard to believe when Dominus exists. Still, now I can believe it because as we know, Kristofer has no godly energy ring-like supreme leader."

"Yes, I can agree to that."

Millions discussed how great Kristofer was and how a great son has a great father.

Kristofer brought Lala to her mother, which took the armour from her and hugged her tightly. "Thank you, master Kristofer! If not for you, who knows if my daughter would have survived!"

Kristofer laughed and looked at Lala who was tearing up, "now, now child, don't worry. I calculated the yellow team would win you did great."

"Really?" Lala wiped her tears away.

"Of course! It's because you united the yellow team fully while others still don't know how many members they have, the trophy is yours!"

"Then that's great!" Lala wiped her tears away and hugged her mother.

Kristofer Looked around and didn't see his wife, Maria.

"Where is my wife?"

A gorgeous woman was teasing Lala. When she heard Kristofer's words, she answered, "she said something about breakthrough and disappeared."

Kristofer opened his eyes wide, "my son loves to play games, he never helped us in our advancement, but he suddenly changed his rule and helped Maria, everything he does has a reason behind it."

"She can take care of herself," Kristofer sat down, "let's cheer for team yellow we don't have much time the side of the sun is approaching."

Pacific ocean a wooden log was gently floating on the water, one of the Oak Tree races members Nama was using its branches to stabilize the wooden log and ferry it.

Dominus lay there rocking back and forth. He had a bottle of water that was almost entirely drunk.

"Hey, Nama will I die of thirst."

Nama was not that smart, so she answered seriously, "master Dominus our chances of survival are zero. I can help you only for a month."

"Oh, then that's bad." Dominus closed his eyes and sighed, "who knew the ocean would take my life!"

"Father when are you going to stop this bullshit!" Priscila's voice reverberated inside his head.

"Don't scream at me, my precious daughter. Your father is stranded in the deep oceanic waters at least show some love."

"Father…..this is a real moment, right?" Lika chuckled.

"Yes, it is. Let me have my fun."

Dominus rolled over and dropped into the ocean.

"Ah, master Dominus," Nama screamed and jumped after him to drag him back out.

Finally, Nama managed to safely drag Dominus back on the wooden log.

"Thank you, Nama if it wasn't for you." Dominus coughed out the water and thanked profusely.

"Haha, Nama is great, Nama is the saviour." Nama's eye brightened dazzlingly.

Dominus looked at Nama and laughed, "this is my last bottle of water. It's on you now."

Dominus looked at the sun, and his eye flashed with profound light, "eleven hours!!"