Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

This meant that despite controlling the largest number of universes, the Ragnors actually bordered other territories the least. This was in sharp contrast to the Uidah who not only bordered 2 Five Beast Clan Alliance universes, but also practically shared their entire eastern border with the Pakals. 

It was no wonder the Uidah could never set their minds to conquering Dyon's home universe and becoming a true Emperor God Clan, they were always focusing their forces on protecting against the Pakals. 

Finally, there were the Pakals who shared their western border with the Uidah, and the choke point universe, King Universe, with the Ragnors. 

Considering the Five Beast Clan Alliance had to share a border with both the Uidah and Ragnors, it was safe to say that the Ragnors had the best territory within their quadrant. 

Due to this state of affairs, the Ragnors never set their minds to conquering the Five Beast Clan Alliance. This was because if they did so, they would suddenly share a border with the Uidah as well. There was always such a thing as stretching one's self too thin. Until the Ragnors were confident in stomping out their one true rival, the Pakals, they would never do this. 

Obviously, then, this sea of warriors wasn't in place to conquer the Five Beast Clan Alliance. After all, they were in an alliance with the beasts. They were here to repeat what they had done for a few years running now. 

Once the Gates opened once more, they would be allowed into Five Clan Beast territory. From there, they would begin to help them launch attacks against the Uidah. 

Of course, such a thing was bound to make the upper echelon of the Five Beast Clans nervous, so there were numerous failsafes in place. For example, they were limited in the number of warriors they could bring, they were limited in the areas of the Five Beast Clans they could visit, and they were under the command of the Beast Clan generals. 

And, the final measure was of course a binding blood essence contract. With this, the beast alliance felt secure in allowing their allies to enter their territory. 

But… What the Ragnors didn't know just yet was the Five Beast Clan Alliance was no more. Therefore, the contract was already null and void. 

"Commander!" 

Within a large floating ship that seemed to be shaped like a large silver blimp, the atmosphere was just as lively as the grass planes below. One would think that the leaders of these groups of ruffians would at least be a bit more refined, but they seemed to be even more brazen. 

The women and men who walked around as servers couldn't even be described as scantily clad. They wore nothing but a numbered tattoo plastered to their lower backs, their breasts and various private regions completely exposed. 

To say they were being taken advantage of was yet another understatement. It wasn't surprising to see the food they served tossed away, all for them to end up being ridden by a man or woman wearing a lascivious smile. 

It was a place of carnal sin. Even the lustful Norville family of the elves would have to bow their heads in respect to such a display. 

The commander in question was a tall man, standing at over 2.5 meters. His long blond hair flowed to the small of his back, his blue eyes shining with a piercing color. 

Considering he sat facing away from the large man who called him, facing the large glass windows that looked out onto the grass plains and the soon to open Gates, he seemed to be more refined than the others of the blimp. 

Well… That was until you changed your perspective and saw that hidden behind his tall, seated frame, there was a beautiful amber haired woman with a collar around her neck, on her knees between his legs. 

It seemed the whole of the Ragnor Clan, including their commanders, didn't hold back. 

"What is it?" The commander replied lazily. 

"The Gates should be opening soon, but we haven't received any message confirmation by the Five Beast Clans. Do you think those bastards are up to something?" 

"Does it matter?" The commander all but yawned, grabbing the beautiful woman's amber hair and shoving her deeper into his crotch. The sound of choking and flying spittle was like music to his ears. 

A familiar ecstasy overcame him as the faint sound of gulping could be heard. The issue was that that beautiful amber haired woman gulped several times more than she should have… It was either this commander was far more fertile than any man should be… Or he relieved himself of something else entirely. 

"This entire war started all because a mere heir of a Raven Clan died." The commander released the woman. 

Having her throat finally relieved of a heated rod, the woman fell backward, doing her best to control her innate gag reflex. If she lost control, made a sound, or god forbid throw up, she would be killed on the spot. Despite her horrible life, she was… Still unwilling to leave this mortal plane. 

She forced herself to crawl back forward. If the commander had to remind her to clean up his member, she'd be punished again. As horrible as the commander treated her, being passed off to his subordinates was a far worse fate. She wanted to avoid it at all costs. 

"Do you really believe our Ragnor Clan cares? Do you really think we have to ally with those beasts? We could hold off the Pakals and Uidah alone, they just make things more convenient. 

"This is about the Epistemic Tower… Nothing more, nothing less." 

The subordinate of this commander smiled lewdly. 

"I hear Miss Hela came back and confirmed the Epistemic Tower is being shared between the Uidah and Pakals. After Young Master Loki's confirmed death, Miss Hela doesn't seem to have a fiancé anymore…" The meaning behind his words were clear. 

The commander's eyes blazed like a fiery ember.