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The jet had finished its transformation as several mounted and exaggerated weapons could be seen in front of the Armor. It carried a gigantic cannon on its right shoulder and a large shield on the left arm. Two men emerged from the sides and jumped towards the air and landed on nothing.

Yet the two men stood securely on the air. Both carried a large backpack, and a lot of guns and weapons were word all over their gear.

"Overcomer Grant Hermes. You are as your reputation precedes you. You appear to be even more dangerous than that arrogant teen."

"I knew the Dragon wouldn't fall so easily. I take it that you are in alliance with whoever is behind this attack?" Grant laughed. He could not help but glance at the force field that covered the Kraken. The shields were flickering as it tried to recover the hole. But something seemed to have halted the force field from closing up.

"It looks like the Dragon hasn't been slacking. They say the Dragon was slain. But it looks like it has sharpened its fangs. Are you here for the party as well? So exhilarating." Grant laughed.

"I was watching the battle from outside of the shield. You lost three winds. And here I was hoping to fight you in your prime." Typical then unsheathed a long blade.

"My winds are stronger than the Dragon's Fangs. Open your eyes, brats. Dragons can only fly because of the wind in their wings."

Back in the Kraken, the Commanders were giving orders to each group with haste. With the force field, they already had so much trouble. With the distorted force field, the remaining forces that they had detected could now attack the fragile state of the force field.

"Prioritize attacks on the breach!" The Emperor. A vast number of Exoskeletons suddenly flew from the ground and raced towards the area where the breach happened. The Kraken lit up from the numerous attacks that blasted out. 

But despite the omnidirectional attacks, a few of the approaching forces found means to avoid or block the attacks quickly.

The Emperor finally decided to use it.

A giant White Serpent was forming from the radiant energies that gathered around the Rule. It was so large that even Grant and Typical, who was nearly in the sky, could see it.

As the White Serpent formed, it slowly turned into a bright shade of green as the Origin energy magnified its power.

One of the shocking technologies that the WGP has shown to the world was something that appeared four decades ago during one of the Continental Wars that erupted. At the time when New Great Britain was rising as a power, the European Nations fought against New Great Britain and did not follow the Rules of Engagement that the WGP established.

In anger, an Emperor and a team of skilled warriors that many believed to be the Elites that appeared later in history disrupted the ongoing march of the EU's forces towards the battlefield. There were no discussions or any communication between the two. The Emperor simply utilized one of the standard technology that all Emperor had.

A giant Green Serpent rose from the skies and charged at the enemies. This energy could not be easily destroyed as it was made with pure energy. Explosions and bullets could do no damage, and the strongest energy-based attacks they had at that time could not penetrate through the Serpent thickness.

The Serpent destroyed the armies, and the helpless EU had to eventually concede in their battle against New Great Britain because of the losses they had in that battle.

Once more, this technology was released.

Jörmungandr. The Midgar Serpent had appeared once more.

It opened its white maws and moved to attack the sky.

"Oh? Is this the bearing of an Overcomer? We'd have to deal with your failure in killing the enemies?" Typical laughed as he glanced at the large snake-headed towards them.

"Little boy, just because you've been given by your daddy some neat toys to play with, doesn't mean you can have talks with adults. Besides… I was purposely, not killing them. But since you're here, let's have a little fun. I haven't moved in a while, and my bones are just aching for a battle." Grant laughed.

"Deal with that first. I assure you, I am far more dangerous than that worm. Whoever created thick Realm made a fool of themselves. My power has grown. Was this supposed to obstruct us?" Typical shook his head as he felt the Realm around him. Several translucent needles appeared around him.

"Amazing… This will greatly improve our understanding of the Realm. Take note of this. You three now have an advantage! Grasps this!" Typical called out to the men behind him.

"Yes, Young Master!" The three answered. The moment they entered the force field, they felt the strange and familiar sensation.

"I'm more worried about your little brats, Grant. Will they survive?" Typical asked.

"Oh, you don't need to worry. The difference between your master and me is that I don't have such incompetent subordinates."

As the giant snake moved closer and closer, a tornado began to form right in the middle of the sky. It had the shape of the ball appeared.

The appearance of the enormous tornado was so abrupt that the attacks of the WGP armies were now traveling in chaos. Several explosions even occurred in the sky as the rockets would hit each other.

The Serpent was the only thing that stayed true to its path and continued its reckless charge.

The ball of tornado suddenly moved and clashed with the Serpent. There was no explosion, but the white Serpent started to dissipate at the wild wind.

Several blades of wind were shooting out randomly and would hack and slice the turrets, Exoskeletons, and Armors of the Kraken. The frost returned, and the mighty blowing wind that even caused the Armors to be unable from moving freely all burst forth.

"Keep shooting that tornado!" The Emperor ordered the Green energy around him gathered.

Suddenly, several of the Exoskeletons nearby started to move erratically.

Some were not shooting but started to retreat. Several others paused from attacking while others began to move towards the Emperor. Those who were flying stopped their flight.

"More traitors?" The Emperor pondered.

Some of the Armors were also moving strangely, while others didn't move at all.

"What's going on?" The Emperor called the Commander and could hear the noises coming from their side as he opened the communication channel.

The cries of soldiers gasping for their breaths resounded on the background.

"Emperor! Something strange is happening around their area! The soldiers are reporting to be incapable of breathing.

More and more Exoskeletons were falling on the ground.

The Emperor noticed it and had a terrifying premonition.

"Display the oxygen level outside!" The Emperor ordered and the Rule.

Several images immediately popped up, and the Emperor confirmed it. The wind in their area was becoming thinner and thinner.

In a high paced battle that required immediate fast movements, the sudden thinning of the air caused many to feel disoriented. Those nearer the tornado lost control and immediately fell.

"How's this possible! They have their oxygen supplies!"

"We don't know! Some of the Exoskeletons in the area aren't suffering from oxygen loss!"

The Emperor immediately took action and analyzed it. He then realized the culprit.

"Order all Exoskeletons to have received damage to retreat!" The Emperor made a quick analysis and noticed that only Exoskeletons that have received damage from the earlier battles with the Wind had that.

"Emperor?" The Commander asked in confusion.

"They have a technology that can suck air! It is stealing the oxygen from the damaged Exoskeletons exploiting whatever damage or holes that have been made!" The Emperor gave his deduction.

Right in the middle of the ball of a tornado, stood the last member of the Four Winds of Hermes. The Void Wind. Omega. While each of the Winds was granted the ability to wield the winds and employ a specific science that supported it, Omega was only given the power to use the wind. But the manner that he could wield it was so much greater and larger that he could create a vacuum right in the middle of the open field.

Alongside him was the Three Winds.

"What is this? It's like that pressure that Boss creates!" Alvin wondered. 

"This must be that Origin tech that the Boss mentioned. Who would have thought that it would be something like this." Austin was delighted.

"Woah. Omega… You've already gathered so much. No wonder you decided to make a grand entrance!" Omricon laughed.

"The winds are blowing to our favor. I can even suck the oxygen out of the supply of a damaged Exoskeleton. This Origin Energy is helping me manipulate the wind!" Even the stoic Omega couldn't help but smile.

As the Emperor had deduced, the Exoskeletons that were damaged by had the wind and oxygen sucked out. While many survived the clash of the winds, they still sustained damages created gaps, cracks, and even holes. The Exoskeletons generally ignored these damages as it was minimal and not worthy of making them retreat.

"Do I have to use that?!" The Emperor was angry that he would have to use more of his arsenal to fight.

"Fine then! Initiate Call of the Automatons, Code Z!" The Emperor finally ordered as the green lights of the aurora began to flicker.

Grant noticed the changes in the sky and turned to the Typical.

"It looks like we have to start fighting. I don't know what techs the WGP will employ… But then again, I don't know what toys you got with you." Grant laughed.

"Toys? We're not like the WGP. We're just like you. Seeds of the Progenitor."

Hermes didn't show any shocked expression, but he was inwardly startled at how openly Typical announced it.

"Surprised that I would go out and say it? Don't be. A time is coming and has now come that we won't need to hide these secrets. Our enemies are already moving to carry out their plans. As of this moment, we are still too weak even to fight them to a standstill. But don't take my word for it. If I'm not wrong, that energy we detected in Australia should be on its way here. Whoever that man or woman is, the battle here will only grow more interesting. As for us, we must fight. Even if calling in a truce is possible, we have to put on a show. What would happen if our enemy discovers the trail of the Progenitor? They would target everyone here and all the groups that may have received an inheritance from the Progenitor."

Grant could not help but nod his head.

"You are right. You must be allied with that boy who chatted earlier. Alright. I promise I won't kill you." 

"While I appreciate your sentiments, I can't promise the same thing. On the other hand, to overcome my limitations, I have to try to kill you. But will you be alright? Your underlings seemed busy. You gave away your winds after all. Maybe… you'll die too early?"

Grant gave a mighty laugh.

"I'll discipline you in Meng's stead. Brats like you should learn to treat their elders properly. Still… It's impressive that you could still talk. You seemed to have found a way to overcome my void wind."

"Child's play. Even the Unbecoming can do this with proper training."

Suddenly, a powerful impact resounded right in front of Grant.

Grant had his head bent as if he avoided an incoming attack.

"I didn't know that Meng employed molecular space-transforming techs. And judging by how it could pierce through my wind field, that should be quite a formidable gadget you have."

"Gadget? I am a growing sprout in the garden of the Progenitor. I don't need gadgets."

The giant robot with a shoulder cannon and shield immediately launched an attack. Two men suddenly started to jump in the air as if there were invisible platforms that supported them.

The first man fired a barrage of bullets that seemed to move in a strange motion. It didn't move straight but zigzagged in various directions. The other man shot several large metal balls that started to twirl in the air. It circled the man like how asteroids orbited a planet.

The giant robot charged ahead and grabbed the large cannon's turret, which detached from its shoulders. It charged towards Hermes and prepared to smash the shoulder canon like a giant hammer.

Typical slowly hopped from one place of the sky to the next. His speed was gradually getting faster and faster.

Hermes retreated but not to escape, but to observe. He admired the fantastic and beautiful formation that appeared before him. He also appreciated the sensation of a growing threat that he has never before felt.

"Now, this! This is fun!" Grant laughed as he gathered a wind around him. He looked like a human tornado.

"Do you know how Hermes treads the air, Typical? The sky supports it. You're in my domain now, kiddo!" Hermes laughed as the winds around them started to spin faster and faster.

"The sky is but my stepping stone! I, too, shall Overcome!" Typical roared.

The three men and the robot fell into the swirling winds of the tornado. But even then, their senses remained sharped as ever. 

The gunshots that the group sent coordinated with the electro-magnet technology of the other bullets, creating a zone where the bullets would travel back and forth.

This zone was the invention that Blast, Trigger, and Suit developed together after witnessing the endless lightning field that Lennox constructed. The inspiration of the Lightning zone allowed them to experiment and create an area that maximized their strength and catapulted their young master's strength to greater heights.

As the strong winds blew harder and more chaotic, Trigger and Blast would occasionally add more bullets to maintain the balance of the bullet zone. 

Grant was forced to retreat. Even with his winds, he would have gotten hit by the attacks. He could vaguely see the strange fluctuations of these bullets and decided not to meet it with his wind armor.

"Impressive! This is the first time I am actually forced to take a step back!" Grant laughed. 

"No matter. You're at the eye of the storm, kiddo. The storm will only rage stronger from here on out!

 "Retreat? This will also be the first time you bleed! Let's see which is more dangerous, the eye of the storm, or the eye of the needle?"

Typical threw out a small ring in the air, and a needle manifested and shot out.

The needle shot through the hole and carried the ring. And then the bullets and metal balls suddenly changed its movements.

The electro-magnetic had created invisible electrical links that bonded the bullets, making them retain their orbits. And the ring that Typical used passed through all the lines creating a new bond.

All the bullets and the metal balls were drawn in. The strong magnetic capabilities allowed the bullets to maintain their distance despite the strong winds that blew it.

And Typical's needles were unaffected by the wind.

The ring guided and force the bullets and metal balls to travel on a sure route.