System's POV

Thirteen wished he had popcorn right now.

The battle between his Monster Army and the Pangolins was well underway, and frankly, he couldn't see any of his friends losing this battle.

Giga didn't even bother to use his Giga Destroyer, simply ramming against the Pangolins, who had curled up into a spiked wrecking ball, with brute force.

His Monster Army was fully equipped with the latest batch of armor his father had forged.

Of course, he imbued runes in all of them, making them extremely sturdy—more than enough to resist the sharp scales of the Pangolins, though resulting in sparks flying every time they collided with his Monster Army's armor.

Still, their opponents were strong, so it was inevitable for his Monster Army to suffer injuries as well. However, none of them were to the extent of being life-threatening.

After all, the opponents were mere Rank 4 and Rank 6 Pangolins, and all of them were already Rank 6 Monsters.

The exceptions were few, one of which was Stacy, who was still at the peak of Rank 5.

But all she needed to break through to the other rank was one good battle. After that, she'd definitely become a Rank 6 Sovereign.

Of course, the two Baby Pocopocos were also not strong enough to fight this kind of battle. Even though Thirteen didn't mind training Pica and Pico to be strong, they were simply too young and inexperienced to fight in real battles.

Also, it wasn't in the Pocopocos' nature to fight bloody battles.

They fought in a different way, and right now, Pica and Pico were already fighting with their own methods.

"Hah! Is that the best you've got, you overgrown rat?!" Pica said in disdain to one of the Pangolins as she flew safely above it. "Zion's Grandma hits harder than all of you combined!"

Pico was also not one to take things lying down, and he flew over the head of the Rank 6 Alpha Pangolin.

"If I had a face like yours, I would sue my parents!" Pico shouted, almost making the Alpha Pangolin wish that he could hack the annoying bird to oblivion.

The Little Birds were very ugly themselves, so did that mean that they planned to sue their parents, Vassago, and Poca?

"I believed in evolution until I met you guys," Pica said in contempt. "All of you looked like something drawn by my left hand."

"Sister, you don't have a left hand."

"That's the point!"

The two baby Pocopocos laughed together, finding the joke funny.

This made Giga and the others laugh as well as they smacked the Pangolins silly until they no longer knew which was left or right.

When the battle finally ended, the Pangolins were in a very sorry state, but none of them were dead.

The four Rank 5 Pangolin Sovereigns and the two Rank 6 Alpha Pangolins lay down on the ground, with zero strength left to defend themselves.

"Do you guys want to live?" Thirteen asked.

One of the Rank 6 Pangolins forced itself to raise its head and looked in the teenage boy's direction.

"Where is our leader?" the Pangolin asked.

"Dead," Thirteen replied. "I asked him to submit to me, but he refused till the bitter end."

Seeing that the human was inside the jaws of a Rank 7 Sovereign Magma Bal-Boa, the Pangolins knew that the teenage boy was telling the truth.

"Since our leader refused to surrender, why would we surrender to you?" one of the Pangolins roared. "We will fight till the bitter end!"

The injured and exhausted Pangolins all tried to prop themselves up from the ground. However, they no longer had the strength to do it.

They were like turtles that had been flipped upside down, unable to even right themselves up.

"I knew you guys would say that," Thirteen commented.

He could have not told them that their leader refused to become his subordinate till the bitter end.

However, it wasn't in his nature to humiliate someone who died by not breaking their principles.

Even if it was an enemy.

With an order from Thirteen, he ordered his Monster Army to end the Pangolins' suffering.

Once all of them were truly dead, Rocky stored them inside his Mobile Fortress.

Thirteen would use their monster parts to strengthen his own army, so their deaths wouldn't be in vain.

"Take me back to the surface, Rocky," Thirteen ordered. "I want to see how this will end."

The Magma Bal-Boa obeyed his Master's command and brought Thirteen back to the surface.

Mors, who was also ejected from Rocky's Mobile Fortress, once again allowed the teenage boy to mount his back so that they could go wherever he planned to go.

The first thing Thirteen did was connect his senses with Athena to check the outcome of the battle.

Currently, the Grand Marshal, Lawrence Seaton, and Norman Stallard were fighting against the Minotaur King and the Hercules Beetle.

Claude, the reinforcements from the Stallard Clan, and the Elite troops from the Central Government were dealing with the bodyguards of the Rank 7 Sovereigns.

Roland and the Hero Party were also dealing with the remaining members of the Pangolin Army.

With the disappearance of the Warlord Pangolin, the threat of the Monster Outbreak decreased drastically.

After giving it some thought, Thirteen decided to head over to where Erica and the others were.

Going to Glory Academy to watch the battle between the big shots might be interesting. However, since Athena was recording everything, he would just go over it later.

When he arrived at the Southern Shelter, the Wanderers were already dismantling the Pangolins they had killed and extracting their Beast Cores.

Clearly, they were very happy because they managed to profit from this experience.

"Where have you been?" Erica asked as soon as she landed beside the teenage boy.

"Oh, just taking a stroll in the city," Thirteen replied.

"Only you have the guts to say that you're taking a stroll in a monster-infested city." Erica clicked her tongue in annoyance.

But her eyes had a relieved look on them.

Although she knew that Thirteen wouldn't be in any kind of danger because he had his Monster Army to protect him, she still couldn't help but be worried about his safety.

"The Pangolin Overlord?" Erica inquired.

"Dead," Thirteen answered.

Erica nodded in understanding.

After witnessing the teenage boy's fight against the Majin King, she knew that a mere Rank 7 couldn't possibly do anything to him.

An Adamantine Falcon landed a few meters away from them, and Sherry also looked at Thirteen with a relieved expression on her face.

"This monster outbreak is almost over," Thirteen declared to the Wanderers in the Shelter. "The Dimensional Gate at the North has already closed. Soon, the two other gates will close as well. By then, the Ashford Clan will definitely start their clean-up operations.

"Make sure to collect as much loot as you can before then. This is your last chance to get rich, okay?"

The Wanderers cheered, and all of them sped up their looting.

They weren't certain if they would get a chance like this again in the future. After all, the handling of the different Dimensional Gates was under the jurisdiction of the Monarch Clans, the Prestigious Families, and the Central Government.

The Wanderers who had no backing and weren't affiliated with these groups wouldn't have the opportunity to loot as many monster parts as they could from a Monster Outbreak.

Their only other option was to do it in Solterra, but this was something that they weren't very keen to do, especially those who found themselves alone in a world that was surrounded by danger.