A bolt of lightning flashed past.
In Bescot's family base, in Horn's study, the lightning caused Horn's expression to become uncertain. He grabbed a chess piece in his hand, but he didn't put it down for a long time. Opposite him, Fordin looked at him and said, "Master?"
Horn finally put down the chess piece and stood up. "I have to go take a look, otherwise I won't be able to feel at ease," he said.
"You want to watch the battle? Then I'll go with you. "Fordin stood up.
"No, you have to stay." Horn said calmly, "If I don't come back, the clan will still rely on you to guard it."
"Master!"
"There's no need to say anymore, Fuding. That's it." Horn shook a silver bell and the butler, Helsing, walked in. He said to the butler, "Prepare an airship for me."
"Yes, Master."
At the same time, Mobius was striding through a corridor. The same thunder streaked across the sky above the city, and then a torrential rain poured down. The raindrops splashed in through the window and landed on Mobius's face.
"Please wait, Mr. President." The Secretary-General couldn't keep up with the President's pace and gasped for breath. "You shouldn't be in danger. If you want to know anything, we can use satellites and unmanned aircraft. Take the plane to scout. "
"There are some things that I have to see for myself." Mobius had no intention of stopping. "The person fighting Capullo is not simple. If Capullo loses, then this planet will probably come to an end. At that time, it doesn't matter if I, the President of the Federation, exist or not. "
"But …"
At this time, Mobius had already walked out of the corridor. On the small apron outside, an airship was waiting for orders. A few guards sent Mobius to the side with umbrellas. When the President was about to board the plane, a voice sounded from behind him, "Can you take me with you, Mr. President?"
Mobius smiled and said without turning his head, "Come on up. We're leaving."
When the Secretary-General rushed to the apron and saw a person following Mobius onto the airship, he felt a little relieved. Because it was another Marshal of the Federation, Greed Windsor Bellow!
Windsor Bellow was wearing a combat uniform. Her attire was similar to that of an ordinary soldier. She didn't wear the Marshal's uniform as it was more convenient for her to move around. The Endless Battery, the only symbol of her identity, was casually placed aside. Then, Ravenous Wolf took a towel to dry his rain-soaked hair.
The flying ship took off. Thunder and lightning gathered outside the porthole. It was a thunderstorm, and the weather was terrible.
"Capulo …" Mobius seemed to be lost in thought and said, "It's a guy I respect from the bottom of my heart. Before I became the President of the Federation, when I was still a new recruit, I had already heard of his legend. His military legends have always been the role model for the Federation soldiers. We chase after his shadow, fearlessly heading to any battlefield. It can be said that, putting aside his private ambitions, his contribution to the Federation is worthy of recognition. "
Greed put down the towel and said, "I'm not as touched as Mr. President. It's just that the lion is very strange this time. He doesn't want anyone else to interfere. Is he planning to die … If that's the case, I want to see who his opponent is."
"Windsor Bellow, I have to give you an order first." Mobius looked at the porthole. At this moment, a bolt of lightning flashed across the porthole, illuminating the president's face. "If the situation is dangerous, I order you to evacuate with all your might. Don't worry about anything, including my life."
"Are you serious, Mr. President?"
Mobius smiled. "I'm not joking."
"Then I know."
The rest of the journey was very calm. The two of them didn't talk anymore, except for the occasional lightning from the flying ship. The flying ship left the thundercloud area and gradually approached the area where the Holy Helm Castle was located. Suddenly, the flying ship shook violently, as if it had collided with a strong convection. Windsor Belo, who had been sleeping with her eyes closed, suddenly opened her eyes. She looked out of the airship's porthole. Outside the window, a golden tornado exploded in the distant mountains. Electric snakes that were swallowing and spitting out swept everywhere, cutting space into pieces!
The flying ship began to descend because the battlefield had arrived.
After the flying ship stopped, Windsor Bellow and Mobius landed on the ground and saw a beam of light sweeping towards them from behind. Raising his head, an airship with the Bescot logo landed not far away, and then Horn walked out alone.
"Horn?" Greed was slightly surprised.
Horn reached out and pressed his hat to prevent it from being blown away by the strong wind. Leaning on the walking stick that hid the Qiu Yan Saber, he walked over gracefully and smiled, "Good evening, Mr. President, or Marshal Windsor Bellow."
"Mr. Horn, you shouldn't have come …" Mobius shook his head.
Horn laughed, "It seems that this sentence is exactly what I want to say, Mr. President."
Mobius shook his head. Windsor Bellow snorted, "Alright, we're all people who shouldn't be here. But since we shouldn't be here, let's go. If we're late, I'm afraid I won't be able to see that old lion. "
Then, he carried the Endless Battery and rushed into the depths of the mountain.
Horn smiled and said, "Mr. President, do you need any help?"
Mobius's entire body crackled as he released a bit of momentum. "I might not be able to help you in a fight, but I think I can still run a few steps." After saying that, he followed behind Greed. His running posture was extremely domineering, leaving behind a tense back.
Horn smiled, tapped the ground with the tip of his foot, and teleported away. He walked through the wilderness like he was taking a stroll, but every step he took crossed a distance of a hundred meters!
The three of them quickly disappeared from the eyes of the airship pilot.
Deep into the mountains, one could clearly feel the berserk and chaos of the Origin Energy here. If ordinary people rashly entered these energy storms, they would probably be strangled to death by the ubiquitous invisible energy before they could even go deep. Right now, Greed was running in front of her, using his own Origin Energy to forcefully open up a passageway in the storm. Mobius followed behind her effortlessly. Horn broke off and stabilized the passageway that Greed had opened up.
They continued to go deeper and finally stopped on a high slope.
Below the high slope was a flat land. This flat land had been leveled by someone. Some mountain roots could still be seen on the ground, but the entire mountain had disappeared, and no one knew where they had gone. On the battlefield on that side, dim yellow light constantly flickered and crisscrossed, and a figure in the middle would occasionally erupt with intense golden flames. Every time it erupted, it would shake away the dim yellow light that could not be dispersed.
However, it was only able to shake them off, not destroy them.
Windsor Bellow narrowed her eyes and saw Capullo. She couldn't help but exclaim softly. Capullo's situation was very bad. His battle armor, which was condensed from Origin Energy, had already been torn everywhere, and in some places, the wounds were even bleeding. Of course, Greed knew how difficult this situation was. If Capullo no longer had the strength to stop the bleeding, it could only mean that he had consumed a lot of energy.
At this moment, Capullo looked at Greed and snorted. He suddenly ignored the light around him and charged towards a man.
As a result, the gazes of the three people on the high slope fell on that person.
"Son of Dusk!"
"Archimedes!"
Mobius and Horn exclaimed at the same time. In the middle of the battle, the Son of Dusk still had time to look at the three people on the high slope. Then, his gaze fell on Capullo, who was rushing over. Capullo was already riddled with wounds, but his aura still hadn't fallen, and his fighting spirit was even higher than ever. He rushed over recklessly, his entire body erupting with golden flames. The flames formed a roaring lion behind him.
Capullo shouted and punched out.
The Son of Dusk frowned. Capullo's punch was simply smashing into the air. Then, black ribbons of light spread out from the tip of his fist. The ribbons of light were as dense as seaweed as they wrapped towards the Son of Dusk. The latter let out a muffled snort and stretched out his hand to grasp it. A longsword appeared in his hand. Then, he slashed down and cut off a line of black light.
"Even if it's a spatial rift, my sharpness can cut it open." The Son of Dusk raised his hand and slashed. Under the three or two swords, the spatial rift created by Capullo's punch had already been slashed apart.
Capullo laughed, "Who wants to hurt you with those things?"
"What?"
Suddenly, the Berserk Lion accelerated and hugged the Son of Dusk as it slammed forward. In front of them, a dense black ribbon of light spread out, tearing a gap in space. Just like that, Capullo crashed into the spatial gap with the Son of Dusk in his arms, and both of them disappeared into the sub-space.
The spatial gap quickly closed.
On the high slope, the three of them couldn't help but look at each other. Then, in the next moment, a black crack spread out and Capullo stumbled out. There were only a few fragments left of the Berserk Lion's golden battle armor, and a few more bloody wounds appeared on his body. One of his left hands was nowhere to be seen, and blood gushed out from the wound on his shoulder. It seemed that he had disappeared for a while, but it seemed that a great battle had broken out with the Son of Dusk in the sub-space.
Even when the gap closed, the Son of Dusk didn't come out. Horn's body flickered and he appeared beside Capullo, then he stretched out his hand to catch it. As if he was pulling something invisible, he pressed it towards Capullo's wound, and the Berserk Lion's wound glowed with resplendent light. However, the wound did not heal. Horn was shocked and said, "How could this be?"
Capullo smiled bitterly, "That's his Rule Power. It's useless. Not to mention you, even your precious grandson, who has become a Paragon, will not be able to repair my injuries with the infusion of Origin Energy. "
Horn roared at Tan Lang, "I need emergency tools!"
Windsor Bellow understood and turned into a streak of rainbow light that shot out of the mountains. A moment later, she brought a set from the airship. Hurry up and save the toolbox. Then, together with Horn, he immediately operated on Capulo. Since the wound could not be repaired with Origin Energy, it could only be repaired by surgery. However, Greed and Horn were both experts. It wasn't hard to tell that the vitality in Capulo's body was flowing away crazily. It wasn't something that could be stabilized with a few surgeries.
Capullo's aura continued to fall, and his body gradually aged from his prime. When wrinkles piled up on his face, his originally golden hair turned incomparably pale in the blink of an eye.
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