From a certain standpoint, the Undead Emperors could indeed be described as sly and cunning.
When would be the best time to prove their innocence? Of course, it would be when a powerful common enemy appeared. Cavendish's "sudden appearance" made the Undead Emperors acceptable.
Due to the previous battle against the ogres, the ancient undead had already expressed their stance. Now, the Undead Republic which had taken over the entire Glacier Continent was no longer a powerful enemy, but an ally that could be won over.
At the very least, nobody would want the Undead Emperors to stand on the enemy's side until the Holy War ended.
I felt rather conflicted as I looked at the seemingly friendly old man before me.
Was Sandro trustworthy? Even if I thought with my knee, which had always been shot in the back, I knew that the Undead Emperors were untrustworthy.
However, I indeed needed their help, just like how they needed us.
The other factions wouldn't necessarily go all out against the powerful Cavendish and his allies. That was because it would be better for everyone if they won. There wouldn't be any actual benefits or spoils of war. Although everyone seemed to be quite loud about this "public service" event, I was actually quite doubtful about their morale and determination if they really had to fight to the death.
However, Sandro and the other Undead Senators who had decided to rebuild the Ice Republic were different. Since they had chosen to ally with the humans instead of being enemies, they naturally wanted to prove their worth in this Holy War. The first ones they needed to deal with … were their own kind.
"I don't have any other requests. I won't give you random orders. I also know that you won't take my words seriously on the battlefield. But, you should be able to take care of your own mess, right? I'll leave Conservation and Shupnus to you. "
Although we were allies, if I made too many requests, even if Sandro agreed, the benefits would be greatly reduced. It would be better to let them focus on taking care of their own kind.
Sandro was quite straightforward as he directly agreed. However, he also made an additional request.
"… I'll personally help Cavendish. Count me in."
This was obviously beyond my expectations. Sandro was actually so enthusiastic about helping me? Pies that fell from the sky were always poisonous. For example, Sophocles had previously suggested that we work together to attack Cavendish together. I wouldn't have dared to accept it if he still had such good intentions.
"Anne from the Darkness Plane has died. She's also a Chaos Girl …"
"… She and you?"
I became even more astonished. The Undead Senators weren't exactly friendly creatures. Sandro, who had agreed to betray his teammates because of this, was actually trying to take revenge on Cavendish for the sake of his comrades?
"She is the granddaughter of my disciple, and also my adopted daughter."
Sophocles' tone of voice was completely emotionless, making it impossible for me to tell if he was telling the truth or not. However, this was more than enough reason for me. At the very least, Sandro, who had a lot on his mind, wouldn't possibly side with Cavendish. It was highly unlikely that Sophocles' special situation would occur again.
"Alright, I'll arrange it."
After setting up a communication spell, Sandro transformed into nothingness and disappeared from our sight. Our senses were completely useless against him.
Perhaps he had relied on this ability to enter the City of Clouds, which was full of angels, as an undead.
I also heaved a sigh of relief at Sandro's promise to fight on the battlefield. After all, the two Undead Emperors whose current situation was still unknown were most likely enemies, which gave me quite a bit of pressure.
Shupnus might be fine, but if Conservation met me on the battlefield, she would likely give up everything and unhesitatingly hunt me down.
A super living cannon tower that specialized in offensive forbidden spells and had limitless energy would forever be locked onto me … I felt that it would be better to make some preparations. Even if Conservation's energy level was at the level of a Main God, I still felt that she wouldn't be able to take advantage of Sandro.
From a certain standpoint, although we hadn't obtained victory in the previous battle, I felt that the current situation wasn't that difficult to accept.
"At the very least, it's better than being in complete darkness."
I had never worried about how hopeless or dark the situation would be. Nor did I worry about how powerful my opponents would be. No matter how powerful a giant was, he or she would still have a weakness.
But previously, Cavendish and his allies had been hiding in the shadows and making preparations. This was indeed quite a headache for me.
The worst part wasn't how powerful your opponent was. It was that they were hiding in the shadows while you were out in the open. They were digging traps for you to jump into, and you could only let them lead you by the nose.
Although Sandro and his allies had achieved astonishing results on the battlefield, that chaotic dimension also exposed their existence and weaknesses. As long as they appeared before us, we would at least be able to target them instead of just passively dealing with them.
I wasn't some Immortal who was ridiculously intelligent. In order to make the correct strategic decision, the prerequisite was to have accurate information.
As Cavendish and his allies officially revealed themselves, his goal and his allies were gradually revealed to the world.
Their goal was quite clear. They wanted to collect the Chaos Girls and obtain the key to open the dimensional walls. Then, they would use the dimensional door that was currently forming in the chaotic dimension to open up an exit to the outside world.
In that case, Sandro and his allies had obviously exposed three major weaknesses.
"The first is to stop them from searching for the Chaos Girls. The second is to attack that chaotic dimension and completely destroy their dimensional door. The third is …"
I paused for a moment before finally saying it out loud.
"… To completely kill Cavendish and eliminate all future threats."
The core of this entire incident was Sandro himself. No matter how I looked at it, it would be the easiest way to destroy him physically in order to foil his scheme.
I would deal with my own problems by myself, fill up my own hole by myself, and deal with my own problems by myself … Cough, just like how I had left the two Undead Emperors to Sandro to deal with, I had no intentions of leaving Cavendish to anyone else to deal with.
But for Cavendish and his allies, yesterday's victory had become today's burden.
That chaotic dimension hadn't completely stabilized yet when the Holy Light Gods hurriedly started a fierce attack. Since the dimensional door's location had already been confirmed, the Holy Light Gods didn't even have the space to retreat.
Now, that chaotic dimension had truly become the ancient battlefield of the Holy War. Countless demons and angels were fighting against each other, but it was still impossible for a victor to appear.
Ten years ago, the death of a certain God would have attracted the attention of the entire continent. But over the past few days, meteor showers had been falling in the sky. It was impossible to count how many Holy Light Gods had died. Even low-level God Envoys and high-level angels had become cannon fodder on the battlefield.
Even I didn't want to get close to such a battlefield. Even the proud Dragons had wisely chosen to retreat.
The Main Gods of Holy Light, Cavendish, and the other Main God level existences, as well as the higher-ups of both sides, all remained abnormally silent. This wasn't because there was a possibility of peace negotiations. Rather, both sides were accumulating their strength in preparation for the final battle.
Every day, not only would we receive the remains of the War Angels from the frontlines, Cavendish's mutated demon specimens would also be sent back from the frontlines. As we analyzed the specimens, our chances of victory kept increasing.
Finally, I received a piece of information that made it necessary for me to head to another battlefield.
"Cavendish is attacking the Fire Elemental Plane? At such a critical moment? "
I fell silent. Others might not know what the Fire Elemental Plane represented, but I did.
"Eliza …"
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