Landlord World - Start with SSS talent

Chapter 365: Noan vs Jankos

Jankos listened, and his first reaction was not surprise, fear, or anxiety. On the contrary, a look of contempt spread across his face.

"Hahahaha…" Jankos burst out laughing. "Do you think I am a child? Rank SS? Fuck! Why don't you just say you're a God."

Noan knew very well that it was normal for Jankos not to believe him. After all, the rules of the System were crystal clear. One could only summon heroes or troop units one rank higher than the Lord himself.

Back then, Noan had only been Rank F. Being able to summon a Rank D Hero was already an unimaginable stroke of luck.

Now, claiming that the Moon Rabbit girl was Rank SS was no different from telling the most ridiculous joke of the era.

"I don't know how you managed to destroy my Golems. However…" Jankos spoke as he stretched out his hand and touched the shard of broken glass embedded in his chest.

In the next instant, three streams of smoke surged out, each forming a face twisted in agony, before transforming into three Golems.

BAM! BAM! BAM!

The three Golems slammed into the ground, making the earth quake violently. Snow erupted into the air, forming a dense snowy mist.

The three stone Golems were each over seven meters tall, like three small mountains, instilling fear in anyone who laid eyes on them.

Jankos roared with laughter. "Hahaha… Noan, if you—"

BANG!

Before he could finish his sentence, a terrifying collision sound rang out.

The long spear in the Moon Rabbit girl's hand swept forward, releasing a crescent-shaped beam of light.

The light was thin like a blade, yet its destructive power was horrifying. In an instant, all three Golems exploded, the deafening blasts echoing through the entire space.

Jankos' eyes widened as he stared at the Moon Rabbit girl holding the spear, disbelief filling his gaze.

"You… what is this…" he stammered, unable to form proper words.

Noan shrugged. "I already told you. You just didn't believe me. She really is a Rank SS troop unit."

"No… impossible!" Jankos shook his head violently, unwilling to accept the reality before him.

One had to know that when they first met, Noan had only been a Rank F Lord, while Jankos was already a Rank B Lord.

The gap between them was enormous, like the sun and the abyss. Yet now, the ant at the bottom of the abyss had grown gigantic, becoming a God capable of grasping the sun in his palm. The thought filled Jankos with both rage and unwillingness to accept the truth.

After obtaining many Fortuitous Encounters, his Rank had risen to [A+], making him an invincible existence in this region, just one step away from Rank [S].

Yet he never imagined that Noan would appear and so thoroughly shatter his arrogance.

Noan shrugged again and said with a smile, "Sorry about that. Our troops are a little too strong and ended up crushing your mental state. If you want to cry, feel free to cry as loud as you like. Don't worry, I won't look down on you. Even men have moments of weakness."

"Pff!" Yuna snorted with laughter beside him, her smile like sunlight that dispelled all the cold in this world.

Jankos, however, was different. His face twisted as if he had swallowed ten flies. Gritting his teeth, he roared in fury, "Noan! Don't think that just because you got lucky and obtained a high-Rank Hero you can act arrogant."

At that moment, the shard of broken glass in his chest radiated a strange, pitch-black light filled with evil, making anyone who saw it tremble in fear.

From that shard, countless souls surged outward, forming a dense black cloud. Within it, innumerable faces twisted in agony opened their mouths in silent screams.

Although no sound emerged, only the howling of the wind, the combination of the shrieking wind and the black cloud made the scene even more horrifying.

Those souls plunged downward, rapidly transforming into a horde of Golems, so numerous that they covered the entire snowy plain.

Leading them were four Golems over fifteen meters tall, like four towering buildings. Their bodies were all different. One was wreathed entirely in flames. One was as solid as metal. Another was entangled with countless vines. The last was covered in moving magical symbols.

"Hahaha…" Jankos laughed wildly. "Noan! Do you see it now? Do you see my Golem army now? Hahahaha… I have surpassed the limits of an ordinary Lord. I am no longer restricted by troop summoning."

"I… am the new era. I am the future of this world."

Hearing Jankos' words, Noan merely frowned, realizing that Jankos' method of summoning troops was completely different from that of other Lords.

Other Lords had to expend Energy Crystals to summon troop units, and the number of summons was limited. The higher the Rank, the fewer units they could summon.

Jankos, however, relied on killing other Lords and using their souls as catalysts to summon troops. This had already surpassed the limits of the System.

After all, summoning troops through the souls of others was like smuggling. The System likely had no way to regulate it.

However…

What Noan saw before him was not an army of Golems, but merely a pile of useless rocks.

"Noan!" Jankos howled. "Even if you kneel right now, it's already too late. You, and that bitch Lylia… I'll make you suffer! I'll destroy everything."

Noan frowned. He had the feeling Jankos had already gone mad, and he thought to himself, 'Is this a side effect of the Fate Shard? Or was he always like this?'

As if she had read his thoughts, Yuna spoke up. "Even if he's evil, he's still a Fate Holder. His path is just a little different from other Fate Holders, that's all."

That was right. Yuna also knew about the existence of Fate Holders. After all, she was the Moon Goddess, a Rank SS existence, so it was hardly strange that she knew these things.

Even Malrik knew about Fate Holders, and had even fought them before.

Yuna continued, "The Fate Shard may help its owner encounter many Fortuitous Encounters and grow stronger quickly, but in the end, it's still just an item."

"It can't distinguish whether that opportunity is good or bad, or how it will affect its owner. So whether it's good or evil, as long as it can make its master stronger, it will guide its master down that road."

Noan frowned after hearing that. He felt the "Fate Shard" was not as perfect as it sounded, more like a treasure-detecting radar. Only… that radar had no function for telling good from bad.

At this moment, he looked at the horde of Golems that covered the entire snowy plain. Each step made the ground quake violently, making him feel like he was watching an AOT movie.

However, Noan was not afraid at all. He gave a light wave of his hand, and a group of Moon Rabbits appeared behind him.

Not many, only about nine, and with the Moon Rabbit girl holding the spear, there were ten in total.

Ten of them, each holding a different weapon, stared at the Golems with contempt in their eyes.

"Master! Do you want us to wipe them all out, or leave some alive as prisoners?"

Hearing a Moon Rabbit girl speak, Noan waved his hand and replied indifferently, "I don't need these useless piles of rocks. Kill them all."

"Yes!" the ten Moon Rabbit girls replied in unison, and then…

Ten small figures charged toward the Golem horde that towered like high-rise buildings.

"Hahahaha… Stupid!" Jankos laughed loudly, contempt obvious in his voice. "My Golems are all Rank [B+]. The four biggest ones have already reached Rank [A]. How could you possibly…"

BANG!

Before he could finish, the fifteen-meter-tall fire Golem was blown apart by a Moon Rabbit girl's punch, her fist wrapped in a pair of metal gauntlets. It shattered into countless flaming fragments that sprayed everywhere like fireworks.

One punch.

Just one punch, and his Rank [A] Golem was destroyed instantly, without even a chance to fight back.

"What the hell?" Jankos jolted. The contempt on his face was now replaced by fear, his complexion pale like an anemic patient.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Explosions rang out nonstop. The Golem army Jankos took pride in was like lumps of clay, easily smashed apart by the ten Moon Rabbit girls, reduced to heaps of rubble.

"Damn it!" Jankos gritted his teeth, his gaze turning even more ruthless. "Don't tell me those fucking women are all Rank SS like he said? No! Impossible!"

He refused to accept the truth that the one he had once looked down on had now become an existence he had to fear.

Jankos bit his fingertip, letting a drop of blood well up, then pressed that blood onto the shard in his chest.

In the next instant, the shard poured out a stream of black-red smoke that slowly formed into a gigantic creature over a hundred meters tall, two swords in its hands, its face a grinning skull laughing like a madman.

"Hahahaha… Noan! So what if you've got Rank SS troops?" Jankos roared with laughter. "Before a God, you're nothing!"

"God?"