…
When the light of Divine Will dissipated, the sky that was shrouded in dark clouds regained its brightness.
Tens of thousands of demons stood in the distance, silently witnessing the battle between the two Senior Lords.
The original grassland had disappeared, replaced by scorched earth. Every Divine Will that descended seemed to contain unstoppable power. Rocks were smashed, trees were set ablaze, and everywhere they passed could be described as barren.
But Blood Conqueror's massive body rampaged through the golden lightning, as though he did not care about the damage that Divine Will inflicted on him. It had also left countless marks on the ground. Those ravines that were as wide as a few people were the masterpiece of its immense strength that it was so proud of.
But in the end, the latter was still the first to fall.
Not only was Silent Disaster's attack powerful, it was also not inferior to Undeserved's speed. Every attack would leave a wound on Blood Conqueror's body. There was a limit to the consumption of magic power. Even a high-ranking Lord of Hell that was known for its recovery ability would eventually run out of magic power. When Silent Disaster brushed past Blood Conqueror and sliced off his thick hind leg with her sharp blade, the outcome was self-evident.
"This isn't a fair battle," Death Scar said in a low voice.
Blood Conqueror's ability was extremely similar to that of human Extraordinaries. Most of his magic stones were used on his body, making him invincible on the battlefield. Be it metal weapons or magic power attacks, they had extremely strong resistance. Once he started charging, there were few things that could stop him.
As for Silent Disaster, she was one of the best in terms of individual strength. Her Demon Slayer talent could strengthen the effects of her abilities, and her keen senses and body ensured that she could avoid those heavy and fatal attacks.
The results of the two naturally could not be considered equal.
"Not necessarily," Hackzord said. "Look."
"Cough cough … Cough …" Blood Conqueror's body was covered in wounds, and blue blood flowed out like a mountain spring. Clearly, the injuries he suffered had far exceeded his self-healing ability. He leaned on his long axe and forcefully supported his upper body, and there was an inexplicable joy on his face. "Not bad, as expected of a genius with the name of Charita! I've wanted to fight you for a long time, to see who's … cough … the bravest warrior of the race. "
"…" Silent Disaster wasn't unscathed either. There were many dents on her armor and one of her arms was completely broken, dangling by her side. "If I hadn't experienced a near-death battle recently, the outcome of this battle might not have been certain."
"This is … the joy of fighting, isn't it?" Blood Conqueror coughed up a mouthful of blood. "Compared with surrendering, this is more suitable for me."
Silent Disaster took a deep breath, wielding her sword with one hand as she walked towards the other party.
"Ahem … One last question. Are you going to use the fate of your race as a reason to surrender to the humans like those trash?"
"No, I'm only doing this for Valkries." With that said, Silent Disaster slashed down with her sword, stabbing Bloodthirsty's chest.
The ripples of magic power swept across the Realm of Mind once more.
No one dared to stop him, and no one was willing to stop him. It was as if this outcome had been tacitly agreed upon since the beginning of the battle.
"… What should we do next?" Death Scar frowned and remained silent for a long while before speaking. "The Mother of Soul that needs to be transplanted are all on the Deity of Gods. Currently, there are only three Birth Towers that can produce Red Mist. Furthermore, the stronghold closest to the north will fall into the hands of the Sky-sea Realm sooner or later. Once Arrieta and your Sky City fall, we will have nowhere to retreat to."
"There are many things that need to be done." Hackzord sighed. "You have to settle down the large number of troops that are retreating from the rear, and then establish a supply line between the two cities. The legacy shard has to be firmly controlled by the race, and be as far away from the humans and the Sky-sea Realm as possible. In addition, the race needs a new king to ensure the continuation of the future generations … "He paused." Of course, the first thing to do is to negotiate with the humans. "
"I hope that Valkries didn't choose the wrong direction." He turned and walked towards the camp. His people surged and opened up a path.
Sky Lord looked towards the blood-colored dawn in the east and didn't reply.
…
Roland had long walked into the airfield — when he learned that the aircrafts were about to land.
In fact, he wasn't the only one. The First Army, engineering team, logistics personnel … everyone ran to the ground, waiting for the moment the Aerial Knight would return.
When the first biplane landed on the floating island's runway, the crowd erupted into deafening cheers!
After waiting for a long time, Roland finally saw the Seagull and the Phoenix. Compared to the glider that had not changed much when they set off, the latter appeared much more mottled, but its posture was still as stable as before. Very quickly, the two aircrafts landed in front of him.
Without waiting for the escalator to be erected, he took large strides towards the runway.
"Wait, wait —" Tilly reached out her hand to stop him after landing. "Don't come over!"
"Why?"
"Didn't you say that the explosion would produce a dangerous contamination? Although the Phoenix is far from the target, there's no guarantee that it won't be contaminated. Now that I've touched it, if you come over — "
Before Tilly could finish her sentence, she was pulled into Roland's embrace.
"Who cares about it."
He said with a smile.
The crowd quickly noticed this scene, and more people rushed to the airfield, opening their arms to embrace the returning Aerial Knight. Finally, they lifted them up and threw them into the air!
The airfield immediately turned into a sea of jubilation.
"Uh, didn't you say that when they return, they will first undergo disinfection and inspection?" Nightingale curled her lips.
Anna shook her head in amusement. "This time, you've set a bad precedent."
"Seems like it …" Roland could not help but facepalm.
"Phew —" At this moment, Lightning descended from the sky and pounced on him. "We did it!"
"Coo coo! We won coo! "Following closely behind was Maggie.
The other witches also came forward.
"Aren't you going to stop everyone?" Nightingale shrugged.
Tilly pondered for a moment, then laughed. "Who cares!"
After a long period of commotion, the airfield returned to normal. According to Aerial Knight's report, the logistics department split the returning airplanes into several batches, and determined the degree of disinfection based on the distance from the explosion. As for the Fire of Heaven that Goode and the rest piloted, they immediately abandoned it because it was too close to the Deity of Gods.
The upper echelons of the First Army quickly obtained the final tally. A total of 146 airplanes returned safely, with most of them being the older generation Fire of Heaven. This also meant that Neverwinter had lost nearly a third of its air power. It was obvious that the number of Senior Demons guarding King's City was on a completely different level from the Western Front Army. If they had used conventional methods, it would have been difficult to end the war in a short period of time.
Of the other two bombers, only the Kun Peng returned safely. When Sylvie said Eagle Face's last words, there was a momentary silence in the conference room.
"Graycastle will not forget them." Roland said solemnly. "When we return to Neverwinter, I will make sure everyone remembers their names — be it the sacrifices or the surviving warriors. But before we celebrate, we have to ensure that Aerial Knight's health is fine. "
"Your Majesty, rest assured, the logistics department has already made the necessary preparations," Iron Axe replied.
These were all part of the contingency plan, which included tracking and observation, as well as isolation and treatment for the exposed, etc. For Hero who possessed the ability to transfer diseases and Nana who had the perfect removal method, the radiation sickness was not without countermeasures. Even though the process would be long and costly, Roland did not plan on giving up on anyone.
"Of course, before that, I will allow everyone to have a small celebration tonight." He relaxed his tone and smiled. "For this hard-won victory."
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