Chapter Fifteen: The National Ranks Fall
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As Crow surveyed the village and its newly conquered inhabitants, his gaze fell upon an area where an aura of strength radiated far beyond the others. There, clustered together, stood a group of warriors unlike the others. They were organized and disciplined, with an air of authority that marked them as the elite of this world. Crow's eyes narrowed, intrigued by the sheer power they exuded.
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"National Rank," Crow muttered under his breath. His power surged as his mind assessed the situation. The group of 36 National Rank female fighters and 37 National Rank male fighters were the top-tier warriors of this village, each of them stronger than the S-Rank individuals he had already dominated. Their presence alone commanded respect, but Crow's confidence remained unshaken. He could sense the disparity between them and him. They were powerful, yes—but not nearly powerful enough to resist his will.
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Mirko, standing beside him with a mischievous grin, tilted her head as she followed his gaze. "Those guys look like they could put up a good fight," she remarked, almost eager to see how they would resist Crow's power.
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Lady Nagant, ever calculating, scanned the group as well. "They're strong, but they're nothing compared to Crow. They'll fall just like the others."
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Crow's lips curled into a cold smile. "Exactly. Their resistance is futile. It's time to break them."
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With a snap of his fingers, Crow unleashed his power. The air around him shifted, a pressure settling over the area as his mind reached out to seize control of the National Rank fighters. Their wills, no matter how strong, were no match for the overwhelming force of Crow's influence.
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The 36 National Rank females were the first to feel it. Their strong bodies and minds trembled as Crow's power pierced through their defenses. The instant their willpower cracked, Crow took hold. They stood frozen in place, their eyes losing their fire and becoming blank—no longer warriors but puppets awaiting their master's command. Each of them, regardless of their previous strength, was now under his control.
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Mirko and Lady Nagant watched in awe as the powerful National Rank women fell to their knees before Crow. Some of them tried to resist, but it was like watching a battle between an unstoppable force and an immovable object. Crow was the unstoppable force.
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The 37 National Rank males, seeing their female counterparts fall, attempted to rally against Crow. Their pride, their power, their years of training—all of it sparked a final defiant stand. But it was futile. Crow's power was already closing in on them, suffocating their resolve, leaving them no room to fight back. One by one, their wills snapped like fragile threads, leaving them as compliant as the others.
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The men, once the pride of the village, were now reduced to mindless servants. Crow's grip on them was just as absolute as it had been with the others. The National Rank males, their imposing stature and reputation now meaningless, stood before Crow as mere vessels to do his bidding.
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Lady Nagant smirked, her eyes glinting with amusement. "Impressive. Not a single one of them stood a chance."
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Mirko bounced on her heels, excitement evident on her face. "This is so much fun, Crow! These guys were supposed to be the best, but they didn't even last five minutes!"
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Crow simply nodded, his expression cool and collected as ever. "The strong always fall when they're not prepared for true power."
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He stood in the midst of the fallen warriors, his presence overwhelming. The 36 National Rank females and 37 National Rank males, all of whom had been the elite of the village, now stood under his complete control. With a casual wave of his hand, Crow sent them to their knees.
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"You belong to me now," Crow said, his voice filled with absolute authority. "Your strength is mine to command. You will follow my every order without question."
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The National Rank warriors, once fierce and independent, now looked up at him with a strange mix of fear and submission. Their strength was still there, but it no longer mattered. They were now nothing more than his obedient servants. Their power, their pride—all of it had been taken from them in an instant.
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Lady Nagant and Mirko exchanged looks, both of them understanding the weight of Crow's dominance. They had witnessed it countless times before, but this was something on an entirely different scale. Crow had taken control of the highest-ranking fighters in the village, and with them under his command, his grip on this world was tightening.
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Crow turned to Lady Nagant and Mirko, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "Now that the strongest of this world are under my control, we have no further use for this village. We'll move on to greater things."
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Mirko, her grin widening, hopped up to Crow's side. "What do we do with all of them? We've got an army at our command now!"
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Crow's smile was sharp. "We use them. The National Rank fighters will serve as my enforcers in this world. We'll leave a legacy of power wherever we go. They'll spread my influence far and wide."
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Lady Nagant added, "We can't stay here forever. This world may not have quirks, but it has its own power—one that we can use to our advantage."
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Crow's eyes shifted, the promise of domination glimmering in them. "Exactly. The more powerful we become, the more we shape this world to fit our desires."
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With the 36 National Rank females and 37 National Rank males now completely under his control, Crow had established himself as the undeniable force in this world. The warriors, once proud and powerful, had been reduced to mere tools in his hands. And as he looked out over the village, his mind buzzed with plans for the future. This was just the beginning.
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End of Chapter Fifteen.
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