Zairon's Roc soared through the sky, its wings slicing through the air as they traveled farther and farther from his base. The journey was long, taking several days with breaks along the way, but as he approached the new city, his anticipation grew. The city ahead was unlike any he had seen before, a place that seemed to have it all—advanced technology, powerful warriors, and an air of sophistication.
As the Roc descended slowly, Zairon took in the sprawling metropolis below. Tall skyscrapers gleamed under the sun, lights flickered across the city as if they were stars, and a sense of vitality thrummed in the very air. It was a city of progress, far beyond the cities he had conquered so far. He couldn't help but compare it to where he came from, a place that now felt almost primitive by comparison.
The Roc landed softly, and Zairon dismounted, his eyes scanning the busy streets. As he walked through the city, he was immediately struck by the immense power of its inhabitants. SS ranks roamed the streets casually, their presence commanding respect, while S ranks and A ranks were aplenty. These were powerful individuals, strong enough to maintain their positions in this advanced society.
But there was something even more captivating than the strength of the people. What caught his attention the most were the unrivaled beauties walking the streets. Fairies with wings that shimmered like silver, their ethereal beauty stopping Zairon in his tracks. Elves, tall and graceful, their long ears and sharp features a sight to behold. And there were more, from various races—each one exuding an aura of elegance and allure.
Zairon couldn't help but smirk. "So this is what they call a 'developed' city," he mused to himself. "I wonder... how should I approach this? How should I get them under my control?" His eyes glinted with excitement as wild ideas began to form in his mind.
A few crazy thoughts flitted through his head, and he chuckled quietly to himself. "Maybe I could start by courting the beauties. Convince them to join me, make them part of my legion... But I can't be reckless. I need to be strategic. This place is filled with power, but there are also too many that could become a threat. I'll need to keep a low profile for now, at least until I can assess the true nature of this city's power."
He took in a deep breath, feeling the overwhelming energy in the air. His thoughts drifted to the idea of using his charm, his power, and his influence to slowly win them over. "Perhaps I'll gather some of the elites, seduce them with promises of power and luxury. Once I have them in my grip, I'll be able to bend this city to my will."
But even as he thought about the possibilities, his gaze shifted back to the city itself. His mind raced with the potential of what he could accomplish here. "This city might be too advanced for me to conquer directly at this point, but there's no harm in testing the waters. I'll need to find the right leverage, build alliances, and, of course, eliminate anyone who stands in my way."
He surveyed the city once more, mentally noting down the positions of key figures. He could see several SS ranks—powerful warriors and influential leaders—who would not be easy to manipulate. But that didn't mean he couldn't try. "This is just the beginning," Zairon thought with a grin. "I'll start with subtlety, win over their trust, and then, when the time is right, I'll make my move."
But first, he knew he had to blend in. He couldn't show his true hand just yet. This city was too powerful, too advanced. If he wanted to succeed here, he'd need patience, strategy, and—most importantly—an army. The next few days would be crucial in determining how to make his mark in this city without drawing the attention of the more powerful figures.
Zairon's mind raced with ideas. "Maybe there's a tournament here? A competition to prove one's worth? A chance to challenge the strongest and earn their respect—or at least attract their attention."
As he pondered his next steps, Zairon's smile widened. "One thing is clear: this city is just another stepping stone on my way to greater power. And I'll be damned if I let anyone stand in my way."
With that, he began to make his way deeper into the city, ready to take on whatever challenges this new place had in store.