Talent Awakening: Draconic Overlord Of The Apocalypse - Chapter 207

Chapter 207: Putting A General In Line
Alister tightened his grip around the female zombie’s neck, his claws glowing with golden lightning. “Void Rend,” he whispered, and in that instant, the zombie’s head was cleanly sliced off, its body collapsing to the ground in a lifeless heap. Black blood pooled around the severed head.

[Congratulations! You have defeated an A-ranked monster!]

[500 prestige points obtained!]

“That makes two,” Alister said coldly, his gaze shifting to the brute zombie, who stood frozen in shock at the sight of its fallen comrade. It snarled, rage filling its eyes as it charged toward him with all its might.

“Last one,” Alister said calmly, preparing to deliver his finishing blow. But just as he was about to unleash the attack…

WHOOSH!

A spear suddenly shot through the air, piercing through the brute zombie’s back and emerging from its chest. The creature let out a guttural groan, stumbling forward as its strength drained away.

Alister eased up, recognizing the spear immediately. The brute zombie collapsed to the floor, dead, its life force extinguished.

[Congratulations! You have defeated an A-ranked monster!]

[500 prestige points obtained!]

Alister barely had time to process the notification when Mar’Garet appeared beside the brute, her spear still lodged in the zombie’s corpse.

She yanked it free effortlessly, her eyes looking around the battlefield with a piercing gaze. Spotting a few remaining undead creatures scattered around, she smirked.

“Shattering, space law,” she whispered, her body blurring as she teleported from one target to the next.

Each time she reappeared, her spear struck, ending the undead monsters one at a time. The last creature, a skeleton, met its end beneath Mar’Garet’s boot as she stomped down on its skull, crushing it to dust.

With the battlefield now cleared, Mar’Garet turned to Alister, her expression filled with satisfaction.

“That’s all of them, my lord,” she said with amusement as she twirled her spear effortlessly.

Mar’Garet began making her way toward Alister, her face flushed with a bright blush and a seductive smile tugging at her lips. But before she could get any closer, a sudden warning flashed before Alister’s eyes from the system.

[Notice: A general is acting out of line. Your prey was stolen! As an Overlord, you cannot allow such behavior to repeat itself!]

Alister’s thoughts raced as he read the message. ‘This must be what the system meant when it said the Abyss-Void will act based on my perceived emotions rather than my direct wishes.’

‘It seems I need to warn her before this becomes a problem.’

Narrowing his gaze, he called out coldly, “Mar’Garet.”

She stopped in her tracks immediately, her seductive smile fading as she answered, “Yes, my lord?”

Alister began walking toward her, his eyes cold and intense. “You did something wrong just now. Do you know what that is?”

Mar’Garet’s confidence wavered, and an uneasy expression crossed her face. “N-No, my lord,” she stammered.

Alister stood directly in front of her now, standing a few inches taller, he gazed down at her.

“Oh? You don’t know what you did?” His voice was low but menacing.

“It seems you are in need of enlightenment. You still have much to learn as my disciple.”

Her unease deepened, but before she could respond, Alister’s next command was swift and direct. “Kneel.”

Mar’Garet blinked in surprise, her eyes widening. “What?”

Alister’s eyes blazed with a dangerous glow as he asked, “Did I stutter? Or do I need to repeat myself?”

Flustered and panicked, she quickly dropped to her knees. “No, my lord! I—I’m sorry!”

“Good,” Alister said, his voice cold as he spoke with an air of dominance. “Listen well.”

“Yes, my lord,” Mar’Garet replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

“That large monster you killed just now was an opponent I intended to finish myself.”

“Yet you went ahead and took that from me. Was that a sign of disrespect? Or insubordination?”

Mar’Garet’s heart raced as she stuttered, “N-No! I only wanted to help you so… so…” her eyes darted around as she shifted her legs slightly.

“So what?”

“So you would praise me, my lord.”

Alister’s gaze remained cold as he responded, “If you wish to earn my praise, then ask my permission before you steal my prey next time. Understood?”

Lowering her head in submission, Mar’Garet quickly answered, “Yes, my lord.”

“Good.” Alister walked past her without another glance, his presence commanding as ever.

As he moved forward, he noticed his other dragon generals and their wyverns approaching from the sky.

Behind him, Mar’Garet remained on her knees, her breath coming out in steamy, visible puffs.

Her face was red again, but now an excited smile was on her lips as she whispered softly, “My lord scolded me… he paid attention to me.”

“I’m so happy.” She clasped her face with both hands, a giddy smile spreading wider. “He was so serious too. He never gazed at me so intensely before.”

“Ahhh…”

“He’s truly changed… how delightful.”

The wyverns were the first to approach Alister, their massive bodies casting long shadows as they landed before him.

They lowered their heads in submission as Alister rewarded them with a small nod and tossed a few crystal shards into the air. The wyverns eagerly snatched them mid-flight, their massive jaws snapping shut with a resounding crunch.

Alister then patted their heads, a small reward for their success.

Alister’s gaze then drifted toward the scattered remains of the A-ranked monsters that littered the battlefield. With a wave of his hand, he instructed some of the wyverns, “Go, devour the remains. Strengthen yourselves.”

With that, the wyverns roared and darted toward the fallen undead, tearing into the bodies as they devoured them.

As the wyverns busied themselves, Alzuring descended from the sky, landing gracefully as his wings retracted into his body and vanished from sight. Terra was close behind, her wings doing the same as she touched down beside him. Both dragon generals in their combat form kneeled before Alister, their expressions stoic but respectful.

“We are done with our end, my lord,” they said.

In Terra’s hand, she held a crystal-like white egg, its surface shimmering faintly under the crimson moonlight of the ruined city.

Alister’s eyes shifted to the egg for a moment, but before he could speak, the air crackled with energy as Draven shot toward them with immense speed.

He stopped swiftly, dropping to one knee as he bowed his head. “The monsters in our sector have been dealt with, my lord,” Draven reported, his voice calm yet filled with pride.

Alister walked up to Draven and placed a firm hand on his shoulder. “Well done, Draven.”

The lightning dragon general’s eyes lit up with satisfaction. “It is always my pleasure to serve you, my lord.”

Just as the exchange ended, a massive explosion echoed a few buildings away, shaking the ground beneath them. Dust and debris scattered into the air as Cinder emerged from the wreckage, her crimson eyes gleaming through the haze.

Her armor was covered in dust, but her expression remained composed as she made her way toward Alister.

“I have finished my task as well,” Cinder announced, as she knelt on one knee. Alister patted her shoulder.

“You have done well. I expected nothing less.”

With a warm smile, she replied proudly, “I am honored by your praise, my lord.”