Chapter 101 Chapter 101: You Can Leave, But He Must Stay
Chapter 101: You Can Leave, But He Must Stay
"Since that's the case, we won't linger any longer. General, take care."
"You may leave, but this one here..."
Jingzhe's eyes narrowed behind her mask, for the person Anthony was pointing at was none other than Kevin, who stood out like a crane among chickens even amidst the crowd!
"Hmm?"
Kevin crossed his arms, and several black ice crystals erupted from the ground around his feet, like a snake baring its fangs, ready to strike!
A massive phantom gradually manifested in the sky above—a colossal claw that seemed to cover the heavens, and below it, the swaying Lamp of Ruin showed signs of solidifying. 6⑨4⑨3⑥1③5
At this moment, an immense and overwhelming pressure suddenly descended upon all members of the Ursus vanguard present.
Breaths hitched, scalps tingled with a faint, prickling sensation. Anthony's sturdy frame trembled slightly—it was pressure originating from a difference in life hierarchy.
A certain part deep within their bodies faintly stirred an impulse to kneel and submit, instantly spreading throughout their entire beings.
Anthony stubbornly tried to lift his head, but that unreasonable, terrifying pressure forced it back down. His eyes turned bloodshot, the corners of his eyes nearly splitting as if fire were about to erupt from them, yet he couldn't stop his knees from bending more and more.
Kevin glanced at him, his eyes showing a flicker of emotion before he shook his head.
Come to think of it, this was the first time he had employed such a method.
This wasn't an attack but a "test," or rather, merely imposing a very small portion of what [Kevin] had once borne upon these people.
This ethereal yet heavy burden could indeed be resisted by sheer willpower. [Kevin] had done exactly that, and he had done it well, even surpassing mere bearing and truly dominating this unruly power with the demeanor of a [King].
The Anthony before him might indeed be considered a qualified warrior, but he was still far from sufficient to bear such a weight.
How heavy was the history of an entire planet? No one understood it better than him. Even if what was here was only a tiny fraction, the person before him did not possess the [qualification].
Fortunately, he himself hadn't expected to find humans with willpower comparable to the [Savior] among these people.
He viewed this more as an efficient method of dealing with enemies. Currently, it seemed exceptionally effective.
Ding! Clang!
Soon, the sound of weapons dropping to the ground rang out continuously. Metal weapons striking the icy surface produced crisp clinks.
Anthony could hold on for a while, but not every other member of the vanguard possessed his level of willpower.
Bending over, kneeling down, completely prostrating!
Every Ursus soldier seemed to be repeating this process. Strangely, when they lowered their bodies and ceased resistance, that pressure would diminish countless times over.
This made them wish they could bury their faces in the snow.
The Rhodes Island group watched this bizarre scene in shock. Since that willpower wasn't directed at them, they couldn't see the shadow enveloping the sky at all.
"What's happening to them?"
The big cat-girl expressed incomprehension; the big cat-girl was shocked! Why were these people suddenly prostrating themselves? Was it Kevin's Originium Arts?
Amiya took a deep breath. Dark magic flowed along the numerous emotional tentacles around her. She sensed the emotions of one Ursus assault trooper who hadn't yet prostrated himself on the ground.
Fear! Overflowing fear! The kind of fear born from witnessing something too heavy, something unbearable.
Amiya couldn't even find any emotion other than fear in the corners of his emotional space.
What on earth had this person seen?
She looked up; the sky above was empty. She focused her gaze and looked again, magic surging and gathering in her eyes.
But at this critical moment, a pitch-black crown materialized out of thin air on her forehead.
The black crown radiated a brilliant light, gently dispersing the fluctuations in Amiya's eyes and clearly stopping her action.
"Must not... gaze directly?"
An obscure will transmitted intermittently, but Amiya still grasped its meaning and murmured aloud.
Even the Rhodes Island group who had fought alongside Kevin for so long reacted this way.
Let alone Jingzhe and her companions?
At this moment, our Miss Jingzhe finally understood just how important the person even the Heavenly Master personally warned about truly was.
Just as even Anthony and other officers were about to reach their limit, two Imperial Guards appeared as if teleporting, arriving before the military formation.
"Please leave now. We apologize for this offense. As compensation, Ursus will not pursue your infiltration into Chernobog or your destruction of the city engine."
Black mist coiled around their bodies. Although their figures swayed slightly, their situation was clearly much better than the others'.
However, that layer of black mist was also fluctuating violently now, looking like it wouldn't hold much longer.
Silence, still silence!
The Imperial Guards were equally anxious; cold sweat covered their foreheads beneath their masks. This waiting without a response was the most torturous.
They were also helpless inwardly. Originally, things were developing smoothly; after a simple chat, everyone would part amicably. Yet it had turned into this situation again.
"Hmph."
The heavy burden suddenly lessened; that soul-crushing pressure receded like a tide. The majestic phantom in the sky dissipated, and the azure sky reappeared.
The two Imperial Guards immediately breathed sighs of relief. The matter was resolved; it seemed the other party didn't intend to provoke a full-scale war between the two nations here.
"Just a piece of advice: restrain the power on your bodies. For ordinary people, this power is too filthy."
Kevin gave a deep look at the black mist surrounding the Imperial Guards. There weren't many things that could make [the World] feel disgust. Using such power to fight was no different from making a pact with a tiger.
"Thank you for your advice, Sir Kevin. We will take note."
The Imperial Guards didn't mention their masterfully used "Nation" at all, merely responding humbly.
"Let's go, everyone. Lord Wei has already prepared a banquet at his residence to welcome your triumphant return."
The Black Raincoats didn't remain silent any longer but extended an invitation to the Rhodes Island group. If possible, it would be best if Kevin could come along too.
"Mhm."
Amiya responded with some joy. Originally, Rhodes Island was seeking to establish cooperation with Lungmen in hopes of escaping their financial difficulties.
If they could negotiate directly with Lungmen's highest authority, Dr. Kal'tsit would probably be very happy, right?
Our poor, silly Amiya-donkey completely overlooked that the real God of Wealth was actually right beside her.
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Several hours later,
Ursus Engine Main Control Room,
"Hiss... why does it feel a bit cold? That's not right."
The Amiya of the engineering team tightened his clothes. Generally speaking, even with the engine shut down, this place retained high temperatures.
Beep—
"Hurry! Get to your respective posts. We can't afford to wait."
He casually pressed a button but received no response.
"Damn it, everything's broken. A few of you, put on heat-resistant suits and come with me."
He slapped it several times forcefully. The command system didn't seem to have any major issues. According to the data displayed, there should be a malfunction with the engine itself.
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【Event — Why Did You Provoke Him?】
"General Anthony, you should take responsibility for your impulsiveness."
"Alright, enough. Nothing happened anyway."
"We should have advised you."
"I... I didn't want to make an enemy of him either!"
"Oh? Then why did you stop him?!"
"I just wanted to see if I could invite him for a drink and get acquainted! If Great Yan can poach from Rhodes Island's talent pool, can't I?"
"Who knew he'd suddenly take action?!"
"......"
"With you as their commander, it's no wonder all officers and soldiers of the Third Army Group are so skilled in battle..."
Because if they weren't good at fighting, they'd probably already be dead by now?
The Imperial Guard looked at Anthony, whose face clearly showed grievance, and for the first time felt an emotion called sympathy.
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