Even though the airships had been retreating for more than five hours, and I had already fallen asleep, I could still see the endless white snowy plains outside my window. The sunny sky and the thick layer of snow didn't seem like a good match at all. The forbidden spell had changed the terrain of the continent, and as for me …
"That's right. In such ridiculous weather, I want to lie in my warm blankets and enjoy the snowy scenery while enjoying the fragrance of hot cocoa … and while I'm at it, I also want to watch others fight to the death."
"… If there's a limit to making people angry and mocking you, you're definitely a Main God."
The battle hadn't ended yet. The first wave of demon dragons had been defeated just ten minutes ago, and they were still following us from far away.
The first wave only had three inferno demon dragons. However, two of them were Immemorial and one was Supreme Immemorial. The Supreme Immemorial dragon was likely far stronger than Little Red had been before she had transformed.
Our mercenaries were useful, but the dozen or so Black and Red Dragons were quite difficult to deal with. We had to rely on the airship's cannons to force them to retreat. At the most dangerous moment, even Renée, the Blue Dragon Concubine, had to personally join the battle.
Furthermore, we were still in the ice plains and mana was low. Inferno demon dragons were of the fire element, so it would indeed be quite difficult for them to survive in such an environment. Plus, it would take far too long to travel from the Chaos Abyss to the mortal plane, so they probably wouldn't even be able to use half of their full power.
The Chaos Abyss demon dragons were probably the first to catch up to them. After they sent out a signal, the other demon dragons would probably arrive soon … But, considering how chaotic and selfish the Chaos Faction was, it was quite likely that they would eat themselves to death.
"Ha, compared to the truly troublesome Donatis, this really isn't much."
Donatis hadn't personally pursued the demon dragons, which was the only good news. But, as the commander of the demon wave, it was to be expected that he would be unable to leave the demon wave. Still, he definitely wouldn't take this lying down. It was also expected that he would take revenge.
Both the Order Faction and Chaos Faction could reluctantly accept such an ending on the battlefield.
It would be difficult to say who was the victor in this battle. Judging from the battle results, we had killed off a tremendous number of Chaos Abyss war slaves, as well as saved the elves' future and inheritance. The Northlands Elven Empire joining the Mist Alliance would greatly increase the Mist Alliance's power level and foundational resources. Large numbers of elven smiths, mages, and Druil would be incalculable wealth.
In that case, we should count as the victors and beneficiaries of this battle. But, from the perspective of the Chaos Abyss, the demon wave had successfully descended, and the "Elven Empire" that had been in their way had been completely destroyed. The Elven Gods had been completely destroyed, and even a Main God had been killed. This was the greatest victory of any Holy War in the history of the Chaos Faction. Judging from the difference in power between the Chaos Faction and the Chaos Faction, the Chaos Faction was the true victor.
It seemed that only the elves were the losers? But from a certain standpoint, this was the brightest and most promising future for the elves.
It was a kind of happiness for a rich and powerful family to have a lot of wealth, but a poor family who guarded a priceless family heirloom was inviting trouble for themselves. And if the rich ancestor of the poor family caused a lot of hatred, as a rich heir who was always on tenterhooks, he couldn't just throw away the burden and start all over again.
"At the very least, we'll be able to get rid of the Elven Gods that make us feel helpless. Perhaps we'll have a better life."
As for the Elven Gods' death … it could be said that it was inevitable. The elves had been so famous and powerful before, but now they had lost so little. Yet, the elves had always been ambitious enough to want to revive and rebel. The end result was that the Order Gods wanted them dead, and the Chaos Evil Gods wanted them dead as well. And so, the elves truly died.
The elves wanted to be a third party, but they weren't a third party that was independent and absolutely neutral. Instead, they wanted to play around with power and tricks. They wanted to be a third party that was on the fence, trying to curry favor with both sides. This third party would be the third party that would be the one to reap the benefits. Yet, this third party didn't have enough power or intelligence. Since neither side in this battle was an idiot, it was only natural that this third party would be more dead than dead.
Even if the Chaos Faction hadn't entered the Moonwheel Capital this time, it was highly likely that the elves would still be in trouble. No matter which side attacked the elves, the other side would only happily watch as the elves died. Did the elves really think that the elves would be fooled by their internal strife?
As long as the Elven Gods didn't perish, both sides would forever view the elves as enemies. At the very least, they wouldn't treat the elves as allies. And since the elves didn't have enough power to protect themselves and still tried to remain neutral, it would only be a matter of time before the elves died.
This was the general trend. An individual's power would indeed be quite powerless in front of so many factors that would affect the direction of history.
Perhaps it was precisely because the Elven Gods saw through all of this that they were willing to die so easily. At the very least, they died quite valiantly …
"No, no, they were just tricked by you. Don't try to flatter them, and don't try to clear your own name."
Harloys seemed quite carefree. She peeled an apple for me while secretly eating it. She was even humming a little tune while crossing her legs.
Right now, Harloys' true body was sitting next to my bed. That was because I could only lie down in my current condition. Any random thief would be able to kill me, so I still needed some combat strength to protect me. Right now, the most reliable combat strength on the airship was Harloys. But … what was the meaning of wearing a dress with a slit in the middle of a snowy day? And you were even crossing your legs!
Cough, cough, I couldn't help but retract my gaze. White thighs, large breasts, and so on were all useless. They were nothing more than Slime figurines, so what was there to look at …? Put down that fruit knife and stop waving it in front of my nose. We could still be friends!
Cough, cough, getting back to the main topic, we hadn't actually done much over the past few days. All we had done was rush up to the demon wave, toss a forbidden spell, and then run away. This was the legendary "running away after acting cool, just for the thrill" …
"No, you did quite a bit this time. I received some new news while you were sleeping. You're now # 7 on the Calamity Rankings. Should I congratulate you?"
"Damn, why am I on the Calamity Rankings again? Didn't you say that I was' safe '? "
"Safe? You can toss a forbidden spell, yet you're still alive and kicking, and you're still talking about being safe? If you don't count as a humanoid Calamity, who does? In two days, all the major countries will probably blacklist you and be on guard against you. You also need to be careful of assassins, even in human countries. "
I didn't know whether to laugh or cry as I nodded. Even if Harloys didn't remind me, I knew what to do. It was common for allies who seemed to be blood-related to each other to steal strategic weapons and technology.
"Right, what I wanted you to do …"
"It's done. I've already collected everything in Yongye City. However, it's too sensitive right now, so it's best not to touch 'it.' But I think that no matter what you want to do, it should be enough. "
I nodded in satisfaction. This time, I was so happy that I actually laughed out loud.
Of my four paths, death was the bloodiest and cruelest. No matter what reason we had for walking down this path, if we wanted to walk down this path of death, we would need a sufficient amount of souls and corpses.
As I mentioned before, corpses were no longer necessary at my level. However, if I wanted to create my own Myth-ranked weapon, I would need a tremendous amount of undead and souls. The strongest of my four magic swords would require a tremendous amount of souls. The more despairing and negative the soul, the better it would be.
Back in the Chaos Abyss, in order to obtain souls, we even had the idea of searching for the creator of undead magic, the most ancient demon of all. However, we were forced into a corner.
In order to collect a sufficient amount of souls, there would be a better place than on the battlefield. The stronger the power, the more excited the emotions, and the more despairing the negative emotions, the better the undead would be. On the battlefield, the souls of countless brave warriors would burn themselves to the limit, which would easily give birth to powerful undead creatures. Many ancient battlefields were places of eternal death.
When I cast my forbidden spell, an uncountable number of Chaos War Slaves died. Rather than returning their souls to the River Styx and transforming them into demons again, it would be better for me to use their souls as ingredients. Since I had cast my forbidden spell, I didn't have the time to do anything else. That was why I asked Harloys to help me collect undead souls before the battle began.
Only Harloys would be capable of such a shady task. Judging from Harloys' proud expression, she must have collected quite a few undead souls.
"Do you know that your current actions have completely enraged someone?"
A third person suddenly appeared, which surprised us. At the same time, Harloys blocked my path.
I could sense that an astonishing amount of magic power was gathering in Harloys's hand. If anyone dared to take one more step forward, they would be torn apart by her explosive magic, even if … in a way, this person was Harloys's only relative.
"Didina, you've truly surprised me. It would seem that you're still hiding many things."
Didina smiled as well. However, her smile contained a hint of bitterness.
"Then, let me start from the very beginning. I'll start from my lover, Cavendish Mist's noble goal."
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