Each one is tens of meters tall.

Puff, like butterflies breaking out of cocoons, the lumps burst open, and what crawled out were not beautiful butterflies but terrifying monsters.

They came in various shapes and sizes, but all had crimson eyes, staring at the Storm below, letting out sharp screams, and then charging down.

"Haha, come on!"

Storm laughed, completely unfazed by their numbers, and instead charged forward head-on.

His right hand clenched tightly, and he fiercely delivered a cannon fist punch to the nearest monster's face.

Bam! With this punch, Storm felt as if he was hitting dough.

The enemy's pig nose and eye sockets were deeply sunken, yet not much blood flowed out. Instead, there was a sensation of his fist being bitten by the enemy where he landed the punch.

His right arm felt as if it were stuck in a swamp, unable to pull out. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

Storm's feet paused, twisting his waist, using the monster biting his right hand as a pendulum to smash towards other monsters, and from the monster's back, fleshy tendrils quickly sprouted.

All the monsters that collided were easily bounced away by the fleshy tendrils.

"Heh."

The pig-headed monster grinned, revealing white teeth that made Storm particularly angry, and he suddenly drew a deep breath.

A shadow quickly flashed before his eyes, followed by intense pain in his shoulder as a chunk of flesh was bitten off.

Another snake-shaped monster quickly wound around his upper body, revealing two venomous fangs biting into Storm's torn shoulder wound.

"Ah!"

Storm let out a roar so intense that it directly burst the earphones he was wearing.

Sound waves spread, and the monster originally wrapped around his fist shuddered all over, the sound waves muddling its brain like a knife, blood flowed from its seven orifices, unable to continue clinging to Storm's fist, and fell to the ground.

Storm pulled out his right hand, grabbed the softened snake-shaped monster, using it as a whip, and lashing at the monster's head that had bitten him.

Whack, the massive wolf's head immediately exploded.

The snake-shaped monster's tail also blasted off a section, unable to continue being used as a whip.

Storm casually discarded it, grinning fiercely, a burning sensation from his neck made his blood boil, filling him with fighting spirit.

But just as he intended to advance, his foot suddenly weakened, his knee slammed to the ground, the previously intimidated monsters let out a sharp screech, swooping down with wings.

Bang!

The bat-like monster was pressed to the ground by a large hand, its brain burst.

Storm looked up, laughing loudly, "Thunder, you've come."

"Of course, the Dread Emperor is here, how could I not come."

"And me!" "Me too!"

One by one the giants rushed in, indifferent to the humans' calls for retreat, only wanting to battle formidable foes with abandon.

Loud exchanges drifted from below to the clouds, under the mask Naraku's brows slightly furrowed.

He inherently disliked these single-celled creatures.

Creatures with no fear of death have ceased to be living entities.

More like symbols of bravery created by gods.

Yet he did not command the Dread Emperor to attack the giants below, instead remaining seated, wanting to observe the power of monsters created using the Shikon Jewel and the Dread Emperor's flesh.

That was one reason he had paused earlier.

Another was to use the Shikon Jewel's power to knock out human monitors from another world.

Blinding their vision, plunging them into confusion, then launching a sudden attack, instilling deeper fear.

Naraku didn't need to see firsthand to understand what that distant group was experiencing.

Compared to those single-celled organisms down below, he preferred playing mind games with humans, achieving victory through cunning, giving him a sense of satisfaction.

He gently toyed with the Shikon Jewel, sensing the monsters below dying, one-on-one, the created monsters were still slightly weaker than the giants.

This level of strength was average.

Because when Naraku created these seven monsters, he did not use much power, nor greatly harm the Dread Emperor.

To describe it, it was like plucking a single hair from an ox.

"Naraku, you're next!"

Storm shouted below.

A dozen giants attempted to climb the Dread Emperor's gigantic body.

A black shadow suddenly appeared within their view, filling their eyes, a formidable force from above descended like the heavens falling.

A dozen giants struggled together but couldn't withstand that tentacle.

In an instant, in their minds flashed a montage.

"The once distant City of Ideals!"

Emily, thrown from the back of the Bone Dragon by Morimoto Chiyoda, shouted as she wielded her Noble Phantasm before the Giants.

...

Snow-white city walls rose instantly, and a tall city gate appeared behind her.

Emily's cheek, as small as a palm, glistened with beads of sweat, feeling as though a mountain had descended upon her shoulders.

With her frail physique, unable to carry heavy loads, her short legs naturally began to tremble.

But the snow-white city walls ultimately propped up the Dread Emperor's tentacles, sparing the Giants from a crushing fate, as they sat down in unison.

That moment just now seemed to have drained their strength.

The Bone Dragon soared high, and with a wave of Frost Sorrow in Morimoto Chiyoda's hand, skeletons emerged from the Bone Dragon's claws.

The skeletons piled and assembled into gigantic bone hands, grasping the Giants and retreating.

They didn't forget Emily standing there either.

Even carrying such weight, the Bone Dragon showed no sign of descending, its bony wings flapping in the air as it turned to leave.

"Ha ha."

Naraku stood atop the Dread Emperor's head, chuckling with sarcasm in his voice, "Who would have thought, even Giants are afraid.

Where are those so-called dignity and glory of yours?"

This question made Thunder instantly rise in anger, and the other Giants also looked furious.

Morimoto Chiyoda frowned, just about to speak.

Emily quickly shouted: "You haven't lost, it's just halftime. Once you're rested, come back and fight the Dread Emperor and Naraku to the death.

After all, with such a strong enemy, how could you handle it alone? Naturally, it's better to share it with your brothers."

Emily's reasoning was deliberately crafted, considering their personalities.

Talking about not sacrificing oneself, or mentioning how it would affect the human alliance's combat power, would likely have no effect.

If they cared for the bigger picture, they wouldn't have rushed forward on their own.

Emily despised people whose heads were full of muscle, without a bit of consideration.

"Think about the others in your clan—could you bear to leave them behind and challenge such an opponent alone?"

"Little one, you're right."

Thunder sat back on the Bone Dragon, choosing not to rush forward to fight Naraku to the death.

Emily's small hand clenched into a fist, giving a forced smile, "Heh heh."

She really wanted to punch that big guy, but on second thought, it wasn't just her; all humans were like tiny specks before the Giants.

Thinking this, Emily felt much more balanced in her heart.

"Ha ha, for the sake of your retreat, I will spare your lives."

Naraku chuckled, not pursuing them, gripping the Shikon Jewel. With the power of the Shikon Jewel, scenes surged in his mind.

Among those scenes, he locked onto the location of a military base.

"Humans, despair."

Naraku murmured.

The many faces on the Dread Emperor below immediately opened their mouths, and surging flames gathered in their mouths.

It was as if several suns appeared on the upper half of the Dread Emperor's body.

From afar, Morimoto Chiyoda watched this scene and quickly said: "Emily!"

"Leave it to me!"

Emily responded loudly, her heart pounding.

She stood up, holding the Cross Shield in front of her, ready to fend off the Dread Emperor's attack.

She was resigned to her two unsteady, swaying short legs.

The power of that last strike from the Dread Emperor was too strong—although she withstood it, the psychological pressure was still immense.

She feared death.

Emily took a deep breath, resolving not to crumble here.

Katerina's tea, strawberry cake from Omikyaya Western-Style Confectionery...

She had to withstand the Dread Emperor's move, her sapphire eyes turning steadfast as snow-white city walls surged into the air.

At the same time, the Dread Emperor spewed out giant fireballs.