Christopher’s Avatar, Brutus, smacked the last Wanderer with his fist, sending the latter slamming into a tree. The pitiful young man was knocked out completely, no longer able to stand up after receiving such a blow. As of now, Brutus was a Rank 6 Sovereign, all thanks to Thirteen feeding him the flesh and blood of the Majin King. It was an Avatar capable of evolving to begin with, so its strength rose drastically, reaching the peak of a Rank 6 Sovereign. If Cristopher was lucky, Brutus might just break through and become a Rank 7 after fighting in the Cygni Continent during the Jinn Invasion. As for the rest of Thirteen’s Monster Army, he didn’t plan to evolve them to the next Rank for the time being. Rushing to raise their Rank would make them weaker instead, so he planned to stabilize them first and have them gain more experience first before thinking about Ranking them up. This was especially true for Rocky, who was his strongest monster and had strategic value. As long as Rocky gained enough experience from fighting monsters of the same Rank or higher than his own, Thirteen believed that the Magma Bal-Boa would truly become a frightening existence once it became a Rank 8 Sovereign. But despite all this, Thirteen had a feeling that Brutus would be able to surpass Rocky when it came to pure fighting prowess. According to Thirteen’s calculations, the Troll Champion seemed to be about to branch out and evolve into a Troll Paladin. Trolls were already strong to begin with, but once it became a Paladin, it would have access to some powerful Divine Abilities that would make it a true Champion of Might and Magic. Naturally, Thirteen would also help Brutus learn a suitable Divine Martial Technique, making him more powerful than before. Colbert, on the other hand, smirked as his Avatar, a half-snake, half-man who wielded a spear, also dealt with the Wanderers who were watching the battle from a distance. These were the Wanderers who were hoping that they could take advantage of the situation and eliminate Mikhail if ever the fifteen Wanderers still failed to eliminate him from the competition. Colbert’s Avatar had undergone a special mutation and became a Cecrops. In the beginning, it was only a giant python. But after making it devour a Centaur Warlord and overcoming its natural enemy, a Griffin, it had undergone a mutation and transformed into a half-man, half-snake creature. The Cecrops were a male version of the Lamia, who were all females. In fact, Colbert’s Cecrops was probably the only one of its kind that was alive in Solterra. It was a unique creature that had the intelligence and power of a superhuman and the natural abilities of a snake. Just like Colbert, it was a very cunning monster and liked to use feints in battle while truly aiming to kill its opponent with a single strike. Overwhelmed by the Troll Champion, the Cecrops, and Mikhail, the groups that had banded together to eliminate Mikhail were all eliminated instead. "Sir Mikhail, the next scan will happen in two minutes," Colbert said with a smile. "How about we form a team and eliminate the other Wanderers?" "Sounds like a plan," Mikhail replied. "I’m in." Cristopher nodded because this was indeed a good plan. Mikhail was the older brother of his Master, so it was only natural that he made sure that he was safe from harm. Thirteen had already told him and Colbert that the Ashford Clan would target Mikhail and Shasha, so the two of them should regroup as fast as they could and look for Mikhail together. Naturally, Thirteen cheated and had his Demons hide themselves within the venue, telling Cristopher and Colbert where they needed to go. With this discreet guidance, they were able to regroup faster despite being sent to different locations within Deathly Canyon. Claude, who saw all of this happen, couldn’t help but frown at the results. Thirteen, on the other hand, took over the role of Host and made comments about the other survivors in the competition. He used witty, fun, and entertaining words to rile up the people, making them laugh, cheer, and feel anxious about certain battles that happened in the different venues. Even Claude had to admit that Thirteen could be considered a Master of Ceremonies because he knew what to say, when to say it, and how to say it. Thirteen’s Squad captains, Alexis, Paul, Pietro, and Piper, were also doing extremely well. They were one of the people whom Thirteen had asked to go to the Rigel Continent so that he could train them personally. In fact, his Squad Captains had become so strong that they were almost as strong as the members of the Hero Party. Unfortunately, all of them were just Extras, so they couldn’t really surpass the Ranks of the Chosen Ones. Even so, they were like sponges, which was why Thirteen had purposely trained them alongside the Hero Party. This gave them Heroic Qualities, contributing to a fast growth in their development. Alcapone’s team, on the other hand, was also making a killing. None of the Wanderers in the Marshlands was able to take Alcapone and the rest of the E4 Mafia down because they were as slick as skater boys and as slippery as shammers. With this deadly combination, their enemies couldn’t get the initiative, and would always be the ones getting backstabbed in the end. The former Commander of Alcapone and his brothers-in-arms couldn’t help but look in shock as he watched the footage of the people whom he had kicked out from his Battalion. ’Are these really those lazy bums who knew nothing but hide during training?’ the Commander thought. ’Since when did they get this good in guerilla warfare?’ Alcapone and his men had done countless guerrilla missions in the Rigel Continent before the showdown of the Alliance and the Kings of the Rigel Continent even started. Thirteen had been hard on Alcapone and the others because he believed that if they didn’t squeeze their potential, these lazy bums would just chug on energy drinks while munching on donuts. That would’ve been a waste of their god-given talents, so the teenage boy made sure to pay special attention to them, making these skater boys no longer have time to become lazy. As a result, they truly became men who were not only cunning but also extremely difficult to fight, especially once they fully utilized the advantages of the terrain they were fighting on. Several hours later, the candidates, who numbered in the thousands, dwindled to a few hundred. The Elimination Round would end at sunrise the next day. The moment the sun had set on the horizon, the traps that the Ashford Clan had set in the field had been activated, making the following night battle a much more dangerous and tricky situation for the remaining survivors on the battlefield. Thirteen also retired from being the Host of the show and went to his quarters to rest. The young man then sat cross-legged on the ground as he connected with his demons, who were also about to use the darkness of the night as cover to eliminate certain individuals who belonged to the Ashford Clan’s factions. Since they had dared to attack his siblings, he would pay the favor back to them tenfold. He intended to eliminate all the members of the Ashford Clan in the tournament so that only their Seeded Candidate could proceed to the Semi-Finals, where the real battles were about to begin.