Chapter 150 Chapter 150: Second Second!
Chapter 150: Second Second!
Flames, burning. Burning everything, devouring everything, destroying everything.
The Norbert District had completely turned into a sea of fire. The withered forest was ignited, emitting sounds akin to wails. The filthy tide of blood was evaporated dry, and the Bloodfiend creations scattered in all directions before the true "monster."
"Hahahaha, fierce battle, fierce combat, fierce slaughter, fierce annihilation! Come on, unleash your power! Aren't you all longing for war?!"
"Now, the unceasing smoke of war, war itself, stands before you! Come tear me apart... or, I'll tear you apart!"
"Madman."
A punch carrying a wave of scorching heat once again charged to the front of the King of Sarkaz Ghouls. His body transformed into a rotten log, which was then pierced and exploded.
The Bloodfiend Lord stretched out his hand. Several thick fleshy tentacles burst forth from the twisted limbs beneath his feet, winding towards Kalpas who had no leverage in the sky.
Stomp!
Kalpas stomped heavily, brutally bending the tentacles into an unbearable arc, his entire body transforming into a blazing red meteor descending from the sky.
Boom!
A pillar of fire shot into the sky. The Bloodfiend Lord originally intended to use this blast wave to distance himself, but that large hand had already grabbed his ankle a step ahead. A tremendous force transmitted through his limb, and his expression instantly froze.
A sensation of being lifted into the air came over him. His body was directly swung up by the grinning Kalpas and then swung down to smash against the ground left and right.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Each time the Bloodfiend Lord's face made intimate contact with the earth, a crisp sound rang out.
"Is this insect-like power all that supports you standing against me? Come on, get up again!"
Witnessing everything, the King of Sarkaz Ghouls couldn't bear to look away, silently increasing the scale of his Arts at the same time, enveloping both of them within.
.....
"What should we do?"
The Bloodfiend Lord, who had experienced "Resurrection of the Dead" for who knows how many times now, had a very unpleasant expression. Even if resurrection had no cost, it couldn't be used like this!
"Stall."
The wooden staff in the King of Sarkaz Ghouls' hand was already half its original length. Even the remaining half was covered in scorch marks.
Against such a beast-like enemy, even he, as a Lord of the Royal Court, had no better method. Fortunately, he was not alone.
For thousands of years, the King of Sarkaz Ghouls had never found this Bloodfiend as agreeable as he did today. At least when it came to fulfilling the responsibility of being a "punching bag," the other party was terrifyingly dedicated.
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On a high-speed warship that had already left the Norbert District,
"That fire... have the Sarkaz activated that Catastrophe weapon again?"
Duke Windermere put down the telescope in her hand. Her usually stern and serious face now carried an indescribable gravity.
Given the scale of that fire, there was no other outcome for the Norbert District but to be reduced to ashes.
However, there was one puzzling point: she didn't see any Catastrophe clouds.
"Thank you for your assistance, Your Grace. May I ask what you plan to do next?"
Amiya stood behind the Doctor and FrostNova.
"Rhodes Island, while I am grateful that you brought DeFayne out, that was my only objective. The citizens of Londinium you brought out, I can also allow them temporary shelter in the fortress city..."
Duke Windermere was a stern woman wearing a monocle, dressed in a crisp officer's uniform with a Victoria-style rapier hanging at her waist.
She then shifted her tone, completely cutting off any possibility:
"But returning to clash head-on with those Sarkaz is absolutely impossible. Even if Old Wellington and I combined forces..."
A few Catastrophes would be enough to give her fleet a hard time. Large, conspicuous high-speed warships were precisely the favorite targets of the Fragmentation Tower.
Unless all the Dukes of Victoria were united in purpose, then there might be a sliver of hope to drive the Sarkaz out of Londinium. But such an idea was unrealistic. No one understood the minds of those insects better than Windermere.
"So, we will return to the border territories next. If Rhodes Island has other ideas, you may disembark on your own."
Windermere had lost interest in getting involved in this mess. She might indeed retain some loyalty to Victoria in her heart, but this loyalty had nothing to do with Vina.
Holding heavy border troops in hand, would you be interested in a successor to the throne with no qualifications whatsoever, who popped out from some unknown corner?
Even if the other party held the legendary national sword said to be able to cleave Catastrophes—the Breath of Kings.
But without being able to unleash its true power, that sword was at best just a slightly prettier antique.
"This..."
After hearing this, Amiya's expression turned troubled. Rhodes Island did not have the standing to force others to participate in stopping this war. Moreover, what stops war is another war.
"What if I said that fire isn't a Catastrophe?"
The Doctor stepped forward and pointed towards the great fire that enveloped the entire Norbert District.
"???"
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In a temporary conference room on the high-speed warship,
Rhodes Island was holding a meeting in this space borrowed from Duke Windermere.
"War is already unavoidable. It is foreseeable that when the Dukes suffer defeat, Theresa will take advantage of the situation to occupy part of Victoria's Nomadic Cities. Using these as a base, he will escalate the small-to-medium-scale wars within Victoria into a continent-wide full-scale hot war."
The Doctor explained the results obtained from strategic projections.
This was revenge belonging to the Sarkaz, just as their enemies had done time and again since Kazdel's repeated destructions.
"So what should we do, Doctor?"
Ace asked in a deep voice. Elite operators such as Outcast, Scout, and others sat beside him.
It's worth noting that Outcast did not die in battle at Smallscale County because she was accompanied by Ace and Scout at that time.
With three elite operators joining forces, undoubtedly, Deepcolor's Six Villains ran into an iron wall and were completely annihilated.
"There are only two choices before us."
The Doctor held a report clipboard and extended two fingers.
"First: Immediately withdraw from Londinium. Wait for the war situation to expand, and then seek opportunities to mediate."
Amiya obviously didn't like this choice much and looked eagerly at the Doctor for his next words. She believed the Doctor would definitely find another way.
Seeing the Doctor remain silent for so long, she couldn't help but grow a bit anxious:
"Doctor, what about the second?"
"As for the second... well," he chuckled lightly. "I've already sent someone to handle it. In short, before we receive any news, we need to prepare for the worst-case scenario."
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Gou Wu,
Kevin, Fiammetta, Nian, and Dusk sat circled around a somewhat strange device. Sunflower seeds and tea were placed beside them—quite comfortable.
The display screen showed colorful images accompanied by sounds of... healthy laughter?
"Hahahahahaha! Struggle desperately one more time for me! Undying..."
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