Chapter 145: Chapter145-They Have Arrived
Splat!
Blood spurted as a head flew into the air.
Grace, the Kyrik General and a promising female commander, had just met her end at Owen’s hands.
Meanwhile, under Stanley’s leadership and with the assistance of the Fallen Angels, the elite forces of Azure Kingdom launched a massive counterattack, sweeping through and annihilating all the Kyrik soldiers in the area.
The ground in front of Ironkeep was now blood-red, emitting a pungent stench of blood.
Various severed limbs lay scattered, a mix of Azure Kingdom soldiers, Kyrik soldiers, and spellbeasts, forming a gruesome scene of a blood-soaked battlefield.
Stanley flicked the blood off his stained sword, droplets scattering, as he gradually calmed his vigorous energy.
Seeing the remaining Kyrik soldiers exterminated, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, he looked up at the sky with a complex expression.
There, Owen stood calmly on Seraphina’s massive head, surrounded by swirling mana like mist, holding the bloodied heads of Grace and the other generals.
Stanley’s eyelids twitched at the sight.
He vaguely remembered just a few days ago when he and William, the former chief elder of the Council of Elders, attacked Owen and Leslie.
At that time, Owen and Leslie seemed only slightly stronger than himself, each having used their trump cards.
But how long has it been? The generals like Grace, whom even Stanley found difficult to subdue, were now effortlessly beheaded by Owen without any resistance.
Even Kyrik’s elite force of 200,000 troops and the Crimson Dragons, their trump cards, had fallen here due to the Fallen Angels and the giant serpent Owen brought.
Owen.
In these few short days, he had undergone unimaginable growth!
This growth was not only in terms of strength but also in the network of relationships he had previously never revealed!
Both the giant serpent and the Fallen Angels were extraordinary spellbeasts.
One seemed to be the rumored snakefolk that had destroyed Kyrik.
The other was the continent-famous Fallen Angels.
Neither of these were entities that an ordinary mage could come into contact with.
But now, the giant serpent had become Owen’s contract spellbeast, and the Fallen Angels obeyed his command!
This was something Stanley could not have imagined before.
Thinking about this, aside from his shock, he also felt a sense of relief.
If Master Owen hadn’t arrived in time today, without the assistance of Seraphina and the Fallen Angels, they wouldn’t have been able to slaughter the Kyrik forces and might have been left here forever.
Before Owen arrived, they were at their limit. Everyone, including Stanley, was already filled with despair.
Meanwhile, the soldiers of Azure Kingdom behind Stanley were looking at Owen with reverence, as if they were gazing at an omnipotent god!
The completely one-sided situation had been utterly reversed by Owen’s sudden appearance!
At this moment, many of them couldn’t quite believe it was real, feeling as if they were in a dream.
After all, the reversal brought by Master Owen was too immense!
The terrifying Crimson Dragons, the battle formation formed by 200,000 elite troops, and even Grace and the other diamond-tier mages were all crushed by Master Owen and the reinforcements he brought!
If it weren’t for Owen, those lying here as corpses would have been themselves!
The joy of surviving such a disaster made them feel dazed, as if they had been given a second chance at life.
Stanley glanced back at the soldiers behind him and clearly felt a significant change compared to before.
Not only had their spirits become unprecedentedly firm and high, but the powerful aura gathering from them was also subtly converging toward Owen, treating him as the soul of the army!
This was something Stanley had found extremely difficult to achieve before!
Yet Master Owen had accomplished it!
Stanley felt a mix of admiration and inspiration, and within his heart, he truly began to contemplate allegiance to Owen and Leslie.
After all, in this life-and-death crisis, Leslie and Owen truly stood up to resolve the situation, protecting the soldiers and civilians of Azure Kingdom.
Clearly, they already regarded Azure Kingdom as their empire and genuinely cared for the entire kingdom.
“Master Owen…” Stanley’s attitude was much more respectful than before, fully embracing his role as a general of the empire.
As he spoke, he noticed Owen standing on the castle, suddenly gazing into the distant horizon, his expression slightly distracted as if sensing something.
Stanley had never seen Owen show such an expression, which made him feel a bit uneasy and puzzled. He softly asked:
“Master Owen, what is it?”
As he spoke, he followed Owen’s gaze to the horizon.
There, the sky was clear and blue, with no sound or unusual aura.
However, when he turned back to look at Owen again, Owen had regained his composure, squinting slightly,
“They are coming!”
Stanley felt even more confused but saw Owen’s serious expression, sensing that whoever was coming was not friendly.
He dared not be careless, holding his breath and trying to steady himself before looking at the horizon again.
At that moment, on the distant skyline,
Complex arrays of formation patterns wove through the air, gradually forming an ancient bronze portal standing between heaven and earth.
As mana rapidly gathered from all directions, the shadow became solid, and several figures appeared before the portal.
It was none other than the people from Middle Earth, led by Kaldan, the crown prince of Pyrothrone Kingdom!
“So this is the world outside Middle Earth? Truly a barren land of barbarians,” Kaldan remarked, hovering before the ethereal bronze gate.
He sniffed the mana in the air, letting out a light snort as his brow furrowed slightly in disdain.
The mana in Middle Earth was at least ten times more abundant than here!
Being here felt like moving from a bustling, prosperous place to a remote, desolate countryside, and he found it inherently difficult to adjust.
Behind him, the prodigies from the Pyrothrone Kingdom and other empires and noble families began to appear.
As they sensed the thin mana here, expressions of disdain appeared on their faces.
Although they had anticipated the desolation outside Middle Earth, they were still disappointed.
No wonder so many mages would do anything to enter Middle Earth and leave this place.
Compared to Middle Earth, this place felt like a barren prison.
They quickly infused mana into their magical robes.
Immediately, the luxurious and noble robes they wore began to emit a dazzling light, particularly the emblems on their chests, which radiated dense mana, forming a transparent shield around them.
Once the shield fully formed, the dense mana from their emblems began to gather inside, becoming almost as abundant as in Middle Earth.
It also slightly isolated them from the outside environment.
Kaldan’s fiery-patterned shield was particularly special, with the mana it emitted so thick it resembled mist, like blazing flames wrapping swiftly around him.
It was as if staying here any longer would be a stain and an insult to his status.
“Gentlemen, the person we seek should be nearby. I can sense it faintly. Follow me, let’s conclude this quickly; I do not wish to stay in this place any longer than necessary!”
With that, Kaldan followed his instincts and gazed towards Ironkeep.
The person who cast the Supreme Order was sensed to be near that castle.
After Kaldan spoke, Henry and the prodigies and Protectors from the four major empires and three great families all nodded in agreement.
In a place where the mana concentration was so low, their cultivation was adversely affected, and mana recovery would be quite slow.
If not for the immense importance of the Supreme Order, they would not have accompanied Kaldan on this journey.
It seemed their luck was good, as they had been teleported directly near Owen, the one who cast the Supreme Order.
In the next moment, seeing no objections, Kaldan’s mind moved, and countless mana streams, like tides, rapidly gathered from all directions, forming a terrifying mana tide that occupied half the sky.
Then it surged forward like a mighty river, propelling the shields around them with the force to shatter the void, appearing dozens of miles away in an instant.
It was as though they traversed the void effortlessly!
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