Arad's crooked savior

"Lao Pi, let's go take a look."

Phew~

The wind was strong, and the wings spread out and flew into the air at great speed, making it majestic.

However, due to Lao Pi gaining a few pounds, his body gradually lost its toned appearance, so from a human perspective on the ground, it looked like a sturdy cannonball passing through, a round ball with two wings.

As they passed the Eaton defense line at low altitude, Ye Lin gave a thumbs up to the team. While praising them, it also meant that the war was basically over.

"It's over. I'm exhausted. I want to soak in the hot springs and eat dessert." Mailu pouted and touched her stomach. It was empty.

The evil thought entity that she and the curator were chasing was really annoying. If rice cakes hadn't been able to teleport, they would have died of exhaustion if they weren't pissed off by it.

Fortunately, he used the roots of the vine to find the hidden evil thoughts, and then he was blown up into a wisp of smoke by the curator's Suzaku Secret Technique and Xiaoyu.

After stretching, Siatt shook his sore arms and nodded: "I'm tired. I'm tired. Go back and rest. I'm hungry."

Boom!

The ground beneath his feet suddenly trembled violently, and the calm ocean suddenly rolled up waves hundreds of meters high.

However, this turmoil was not a signal for Anton to launch an attack. It turned around, left Eaton, and headed towards the foreign island.

Every time he raised his feet to move forward, violent waves were stirred up in the sea in front of him, and a deep and dark whirlpool was drawn behind his legs. The ocean was constantly shaking, like an undersea volcano erupting.

Jackett, who was still anxiously waiting at the front line, immediately entered a state of ecstasy after receiving the news. He threw his head up to the sky and slapped the table with laughter. He no longer had the calm demeanor of the commander-in-chief.

Anton left, the war was won!

The glory inherited from the "Eternal Light" by the Seventh Empire did not disappoint its ancestors.

Jackett strode towards the door, only to find that he no longer needed to inform him. The entire military camp and every soldier on all defense lines were in a state of celebration and joy.

After a moment of silence, he gently took off his hat and the gold medal on his chest, and walked around the military camp aimlessly like an ordinary soldier.

Among the soldiers in an atmosphere of joy and jubilation, no one noticed that the commander-in-chief, who was already in his 60s, passed by them. They were all immersed in the enthusiasm of sharing joy.

There was even a fat foreman who handed him a cigarette carelessly, patted his shoulder with a greasy hand, and said with a big smile: "Take one, I'm happy, we also have credit for cooking."

After being stunned for a moment, Jackett held the cigarette in his mouth and asked for a light.

Nowadays, the gray stains on his face have not gone away, and his military uniform is also wrinkled and curled, with a strange smell. Coupled with his white hair, the other party thought that he was also a logistics soldier.

After nodding his thanks, Jackett focused his gaze a little more.

Among the soldiers who laughed loudly, hugged each other and drank water instead of wine to celebrate their victory, there were those wearing the military uniforms of the imperial capital of Ghent, soldiers from the Eton Military District, and some of them spoke with incomprehensible accents.

There was still more than half of the cigarette, and Jackett suddenly took a deep breath, as if to squeeze out every trace of smoke in it, and inhale it all.

In the end, it ended with a cough, and he shook his head with a wry smile. He was getting older and his lung capacity was not good enough.

There was still the last spark on the end of the cigarette, so Jackett threw it away and took out a small silver flask from his arms. It was rectangular in shape and had a capacity of less than half a liter.

It contained liquor, so he was breaking military rules.

He sprinkled half of the wine on the devastated battlefield that still smelled of smoke, and paid homage to the soldiers who had sacrificed their lives for Heaven and the Seventh Empire.

He took a sip of the other half and spilled the rest. Then he raised the wine bottle and faced the direction of the imperial capital, where there was a cemetery...

"Lord Beilean, fortunately you have lived up to your command."

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The Third Princess, who had always been an optimist, loved by thousands of people, and had basically no worries, looked extremely worried at this time, looking at the battlefield ahead, and the two ferocious monsters outside Siman Base.

Unexpected, but not too surprising.

After she, Cyrus, and Bibi, who had been brought along by the way, arrived at Eaton, they said goodbye to each other as a matter of course, and then separated.

Bibi actually had no money to spend. Suddenly, she remembered that she had heard someone say before that a valuable ore could be mined at the Siman Base. The military there was recruiting powerful adventurers to settle in, so she thought of making some money. .

Isabella had been to Heaven Realm before and was relatively familiar with the situation in Heaven Realm. After learning about the war here, she immediately prepared to go to the military headquarters to find acquaintances to receive her.

She was the third princess of the Delos Empire. She had a close conversation with Elizee, and she also led people to help guard the city in Ghent, so the Seventh Empire also respected her and treated her as the highest-ranking guest.

Originally, she and Cyrus should have nothing to do with Bibi. As for the ten times the car fare, she didn't have to pay her back. It was just a few insignificant gold coins given by the super-rich princess.

Unexpectedly, however, there was big trouble on Bibi's way there.

She encountered two extremely powerful monsters who were preparing to attack the power station, a pair of high-level Tartan brothers, the lightsaber Locke, and the giant axe Crowe!

The two are far larger than humans, about twice as tall. One is holding a blue lightsaber, and the other is holding a flaming giant axe. Their bodies are made of hard bones and armor, seemingly without flesh and blood.

Lightsaber Crow, giant axe Locke!

The lightsaber Crowe is covered in white rib-like armor, with curved horns on his head, sharp fangs, and a bright lightsaber in his hand that is so sharp that it can easily cut through the armor of Dark Knight Sandel.

The giant ax Locke has no curved horns, and the armor is thorn-like black. It is a flaming giant ax. Every swing can cause a strong explosion, defeating the superior ice elemental elf Ice Shadow Aquilis summoned by her.

Even the Elf King Igabela couldn't resist the two's joint attack, and was beaten back steadily.

And because of her obstruction, she angered two terrible demons. Just when the giant ax Locke was about to kill the human girl, Bibi was frightened and almost cried, and finally remembered that she had been in sister Katie's house. With help, he also contracted the clone of that adult.

At the critical moment, the "slave" who once conquered the Eternal Land and is now the top powerhouse in the demon world responded to her call.

The Fourth Apostle, the Conqueror, Casillas!

As a cross-shaped space crack opened, the burly and slightly terrifying man stepped into the heaven with boundless killing intent.

The powerful "Ye Mingliu" swordsmanship is not inferior even when faced with the cooperation of two senior Tartans. His blood-stained steel blade easily cut through the seemingly indestructible armor of Locke and Crowe.

Sodros believes in using the least advantageous weapon to break through the limits in the most disadvantaged situation.

And Casillas's training method is to abandon the glory and dignity of the strong and carry out combat training regardless of anything.

Gain huge combat experience through an incredible number of enemies.

Originally, Bibi was about to thank Casillas after surviving the disaster, but another accident also happened in an instant.

Demon King Tamos!

The strong man who was once defeated by the Fourth Apostle fought with Casillas in the desert and was unfortunately defeated.

After death, his body and soul were devoured by the demon Puno, but he maintained a hazy self-awareness until he was summoned by Cyrus through a transfer experiment and inhabited her demonic hand.

Although that battle was the glory of his life, after he had devoured the divine blood after his death, he had become even more powerful than before!

That familiar feeling and the sharp sword intent instantly brought Tamos's memory back to the past, to the last battle before his death.

"Casillas!"

Roaring full of excitement and excitement, Tamos, in an excited state, immediately appeared from Cyrus' body, holding a scarlet snake-belly sword, calling from a distance.

Although time has passed, I still remember that battle and the glory of defeat after having fun.

"The enemy is very powerful!"

Cyrus' eyes were glowing red again, and her expression was not only devoid of fear, but also equally excited, as she always was in a fighting state.

"More than that, he is a conqueror, the top strong man in the demon world, who killed me. I didn't expect that I would have a chance to fight him again!"

Cyrus licked the corner of his mouth and scolded mercilessly: "Failed waste! However, now that you have a second chance, you once told me that you can kill gods. So, let's give it a try?"

"I wish you could! But when I fight with all my strength, you will be under great pressure..."

Tamos's "dog-licking" attribute began to show up again, and he was worried that this perfect carrier would not be able to withstand his power.

"Shut up! Tamos, I hate people who talk too much. Just release all your power."