Chapter 774: Ten Thousand Requests for Subscription – Do You Have Wine With Your Holy Sword?
Following Professor Lily, Montiel Farley, after casually tossing the half-dragon’s horn to Professor Metia, flew towards the eastern battlefield.
She probably did not know that “Target Two is Target One”…
Hmm, this statement does sound somewhat strange.
In any case, Montiel Farley has her own judgment, but without being told that Wit harbors Target One within him, she cannot fully comprehend the truth.
If she knew that Alastair Aldridge’s goal was to target Wit, who was in the same carriage as Aurora, she would likely not rush to provide support.
After the war ends, most people change, even those who once fought recklessly to kill the Demon King have their own attachments they cannot easily sever.
On the other side, Professor Jones pressed the Golden Pocket Watch into the back of the Necro-Sewer Demon Rororo, causing its thinking and actions to slow down immensely—though this doesn’t mean the threat of the Necro-Sewer Demon is eliminated.
The Golden Pocket Watch merely slows the internal time of alchemical creatures; once power is released from the body, it returns to normal immediately.
This means the Necro-Sewer Demon still retains the ability to release skills externally.
For the demon itself, because its thinking and actions are slowed simultaneously, it wouldn’t instantly feel the stifling slowness of time; instead, it would perceive the outside world moving faster and might struggle to see clearly.
Under these conditions, if it isolates itself from external influences or achieves relative stillness, it won’t be affected and can release power normally within its own time perception.
Even if this power release is extremely slow to the outside, it will eventually happen.
To prevent such situations, one must sever its consciousness or constantly stimulate and disrupt its mana flow.
Considering the special nature of the Suture Monsters, making them lose consciousness without killing them is difficult, whereas the latter is easier but requires constant supervision.
Professor Jones considered this thoroughly and finally decided to bring the Necro-Sewer Demon Rororo to Professor Metia, letting her… handle it!
Though she had thought about taking this Suture Monster back as a gift for Professor Kazel, if necessary, killing it would be more straightforward.
In any case, everything was left to Professor Metia’s judgment.
After dropping this burden, her eyes narrowed sharply, she swiftly mounted a dragon and, along with the Mechanical Titan, rushed toward the eastern battlefield!
Thus, on the western battlefield, only Sister Carrian and Dark and others remained.
After the Winged Fallen Angel Dorothy disappeared, Sister Carrian’s angelic creature immediately wrapped the jelly again, reverting to an eight-star Jelly Angel.
She pondered and chose not to rush to the battlefield, instead deciding to stay at the Pumpkin Carriage.
Among everyone, her combat strength was negligible, especially since her physical power was relatively weak. Participating rashly in the hunt for Target Two might turn her into a liability or even a vulnerability.
Therefore, it was better to stay at the carriage, preventing Target Two from taking desperate measures.
In the end, Dark was handling the White Sheep Rescue Team, which kept bringing back small bats.
Olivia carefully observed the lambs’ condition but found that the Vampire Nalare was so cautious that no small bat showed any abnormality, even when carried by the lambs, without any sign of gathering strength to counterattack.
She also had some knowledge about vampires, knowing that they could fuse smaller bats into larger ones, but Nalare did not do so.
This excessive caution focused solely on escaping made her hard to track.
“There’s no choice; we’ll just have to catch as many bats as possible, boil them all together, and hope to find something useful.”
Olivia muttered to herself, summoning a room-sized pot and ordering the lambs to throw each small bat into the pot.
Of course, she couldn’t start cooking now; this pot was actually a “prison,” sealed by the lid.
Waiting for all the lambs to return took some time, so she didn’t immediately head to the eastern battlefield.
Since Olivia didn’t move, Dark naturally wouldn’t idle around, exposing himself to unnecessary danger.
He landed in front of the Pumpkin Carriage, calculated the remaining duration of Night Tiger God, shook his head, and ordered the Baby Blue-Eye Dragon to transform into a Dragon Egg, injecting it with the energy of Pride IV, causing it to hatch into a seven-star Blue-Eyes Young White Dragon.
The Blue-Eyes Young White Dragon could summon the Light Hall and transform into the Blue-Eyes White Dragon, although it could only last for thirty seconds, it was a significant help.
Moreover, in critical moments, it could use the two-star Magical Beast: Fusion Seal Creature · Dragon, merging and evolving into a nine-star Twin Burst Baby Blue-Eye Dragon.
Dark looked at the Baby Blue-Eye Dragon’s spine covered in green veins, took a deep breath, cut off the reckless impulse to mount the dragon and rush to the battlefield, then took out the crystal ball card used in the Astrology Class from his deck, summoning a crystal ball and placing it in the Baby Blue-Eye Dragon’s claws.
But he reconsidered and took back the crystal ball, placing it instead into Draconic Ballet’s arms.
Draconic Ballet could become invisible; even in battle, it would only shoot from afar, making it more suitable as a camera stand than the Baby Blue-Eye Dragon.
“Sigh.”
He glanced at Professor Metia next to him, sighing enviously.
He wondered when he could manipulate crystal balls as freely as Professor Metia.
Then, he assigned the Baby Blue-Eye Dragon and Draconic Ballet the task of rushing to the battlefield and turned to walk inside the carriage.
Half of the dragon’s horn was already placed inside the carriage.
Aurora’s two small spirits were sitting on the dragon’s horn, sliding down.
In mid-air, a crystal ball over a meter in diameter floated.
The perspective within the crystal ball moved continuously, likely transmitted in real-time by Professor Metia.
Ophelia, Wit Gold, and Aurora sat around this giant crystal ball, observing the changes with varied expressions.
Dark didn’t deactivate Night Tiger God’s armed evolution, directly sitting next to Aurora and asking, “How is it going?”
Aurora spoke clearly, “Professor Metia is trying to break through Target Two’s defenses to create opportunities for the Blood Source Sword Saint, but it seems to be quite difficult.”
Inside the crystal ball, Alastair Aldridge’s ferocious face appeared after swallowing the “black hole.”
Professor Shylph paused for a moment at that instant, but quickly recovered and swiftly retreated, creating a considerable distance between her and Alastair Aldridge.
Then, the view inside the crystal ball suddenly changed — clearly, Professor Metia had switched the perspective to another crystal ball.
Inside that crystal ball, first appeared the Blood Source Sword Saint receiving the protection of the Wind Elemental King, followed by the Thunderous Great Peng flying steadily.
The scene then zoomed in, focusing on the beak of the Thunderous Great Peng, continuing to zoom in, showing Professor Lily as she was the first to arrive at that battlefield…
For a moment, the atmosphere in the train car became somewhat peculiar.
“Plip.”
Sister Carrian and Sister Metia walked into the train car at this time, one after the other.
Necro-Sewer Demon Rororo had been passed around several times and finally fell into Sister Carrian’s hands.
After they each took their seats, Sister Metia couldn’t help but ask: “What Lily summoned…”
Sister Carrian said: “It’s another Imp, it seems to have been crafted based on Didi as a prototype.”
Sister Metia’s lips twitched: “But this is a Twelve-Star Golem, isn’t it?”
Sister Carrian replied: “Imps, like Giants, are legendary races; it’s normal for them to have stronger individual power.”
Professor Metia asked: “Who is Didi?”
Sister Carrian explained: “Professor Didi Maxwell, the former headmaster of Fool’s Academy. You arrived late, so it’s natural you wouldn’t know.”
“I’ve heard of the name,” Professor Metia said, then switched her focus back to observing.
She only inquired about Didi’s identity and didn’t pay attention to why Professor Lily, after summoning her, sat on the bird’s beak with her legs dangling instead of helping.
After all, it was an Imp; anything reasonable could happen.
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Soon, the crystal ball showed the figure of Mayor Montiel Farley.
Aurora immediately tensed up, her little fists clenched tightly.
Dark patted her hand, signaling her not to worry, while simultaneously issuing a support order through his own crystal ball to Blue-Eyes Young White Dragon for Mayor Montiel Farley.
Although the Sun Warrior was valiant, he was slightly inferior in such high-level battles.
However, Professor Jones’ arrival still brought some relief to everyone.
Upon careful reflection, the lineup during the final battle against the Demon King near the end of the war was roughly similar.
Of course, this was assuming Professor Lily wasn’t sitting there with her hands clasped and feet swinging, grinning happily!
Nowadays, stories about the final battle were everywhere, even adapted into various musical plays by different troupes.
However, these stories varied widely, and versions were updated every few years.
Only the library of Saint Maryann Academy had relatively detailed and credible records.
Moreover, Professor Ryan Hux specifically mentioned that battle in the History of Magic class, making students quite knowledgeable about it.
Back then, many people participated in the battle, not just a few squads.
Their opponents were not just the Demon King alone; many powerful demons allied with him.
In fact, the battlefield was extremely chaotic, and there was no possibility of unified command.
But one thing was certain: those who qualified to participate were among the world’s top-tier fighters at that time!
[Hero], [Valkyrie], and [Battlefield Saint Maiden] were the most outstanding human representatives.
Humans born in peacetime found it hard to imagine the self-sacrifice of the warriors back then.
During that fierce battle, there was no division among the hundred races, and no calculations among the forces; everyone’s goal was singular—to defeat and seal the [Demon King]!
[Hero] almost died several times, but was always pulled back by [Battlefield Saint Maiden] and the [Valkyrie] in her Aries Palace Sacred Armor.
This led to the final self-sacrifice of [Hero], severely wounding the [Demon King], and the combined efforts sealing him away.
Without the concerted effort in that chaotic situation, [Hero] might have died long ago, and the battlefield situation wouldn’t have changed so quickly. Even if victory was possible, the number of casualties would have multiplied.
Regardless, the self-sacrifice of Hero Bret Gold indeed saved many people.
And now compared to back then, Professors Shylph, Jones, and Lily are all at that level of strength.
As for Demon King Alastair Aldridge, due to being sealed for over ten years, his strength did not show any significant growth, and because he lacked a personal magical artifact, his power actually decreased.
Though the number of humans decreased, the Demon King was left alone.
The methods currently possessed by the three professors far exceeded the environment back then.
As long as they maintained their pace and smoothly implemented the plan, they would certainly be able to seal the Demon King again!
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Dark closed his eyes, linking his mana with the crystal ball to gain its perspective.
Observing the battle from Metia’s viewpoint was not as good as selecting his own perspective.
Following instructions, Blue-Eyes Young White Dragon chased after Mayor Montiel Farley, fighting alongside her.
Draconic Ballet flew silently to Professor Lily’s side, seeking both safety and trying to understand Lily’s current thoughts.
But the moment Draconic Ballet appeared, it turned into a long pillow, placed horizontally across the thighs of the two imps… thoroughly enjoying itself!
It lay on its back, meowing and enjoying the caresses of four small hands, nearly causing Dark to drop his crystal ball!
Even so, the crystal ball could only face Lily, making Dark’s perspective extremely narrow.
He suddenly opened his eyes and gave up!
“Still better to watch Metia’s ball with everyone else,” Dark thought silently.
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The battlefield situation eased slightly after Alastair Aldridge consumed the “Black Hole.”
It seemed to be digesting something.
Meanwhile, Professor Shylph felt she must reassess Alastair Aldridge’s power and thus temporarily halted.
Both sides remained in a tacit understanding, staring at each other from afar for half a minute.
Alastair Aldridge appeared to do nothing.
But Professor Shylph received support!
Mayor Montiel Farley charged fiercely, starting to gather energy before approaching. The Flame Sun Elemental worked in concert with the Sun Giant’s bloodline, causing her body to be engulfed in flames, turning her almost into a fire person!
Naturally,来不及换掉的城主服便化为了灰烬.
But her body was surrounded by flames, protecting vital areas, so nothing leaked out.
Unfortunately, she could not
Aurora invoked the power of the sun god, but she did not gain the favor of the Fire Elemental King.
Yet her aura brought an indomitable will to this battle, as if it were the dawn’s light.
Among the citizens watching the battlefield from above, someone recognized the mayor’s fighting stance, causing exclamations to spread rapidly. In no time, many people knew that after securing a victory, the mayor had joined this crucial battle.
With the mayor’s radiance illuminating the scene, the citizens of the Free City felt reassured.
Even if there were occasional oversights in governance, the mayor was an unparalleled leader in combat, a blazing sun!
Her participation signified victory to many.
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Professor Shylph noticed the mayor’s support and whispered a spell, blowing a gentle breeze.
That gust of wind, a blessing from the elemental spirit, entered the mayor’s hair, instantly intensifying the flames.
The mayor transformed into a human rocket, trailing flames as she charged towards Alastair Aldridge.
Alastair Aldridge swiftly turned his head, his right hand turning into a water dragon, which fiercely grabbed at the mayor!
“Boom!”
Steam erupted.
The flames, with their reverse attribute, broke through the water dragon encasing the giant palm.
Alastair Aldridge was forced back, his palm already scorched, his arm under immense pressure.
“Ah!”
The mayor let out a roar, delivering a furious barrage of attacks against the one who indirectly caused the deaths of many high-ranking officials in the Free City.
She was engulfed in flames; every punch, elbow strike, and kick was boosted by a burst of flames. The fusion of giant strength, flame power, and storm power showcased her explosive power in a short time.
For a moment, Alastair Aldridge appeared overwhelmed.
However, upon closer inspection, one would see his face remained cold, even as parts of his body were burned and bones fractured.
When the mayor gathered all her strength and delivered a powerful punch aimed at his head.
He suddenly raised his head, like a dragon sucking water, swallowing the flames from her fist.
The flames on the mayor’s body vanished visibly, her attack weakened. Although still formidable, it could no longer pose a lethal threat to the Demon King.
“Roar!”
Just as Alastair Aldridge prepared to counterattack, a dragon’s roar echoed from the sky. An intense white beam shot from his right side.
Simultaneously, a thin blade of wind struck from his left.
Alastair Aldridge immediately assessed the situation: the wind blade from Professor Shylph was sharp enough to penetrate his defenses and sever his arm.
The punch from the mayor, though without flames, still posed a severe threat.
Only the white beam from the left, despite being a light-type ultimate skill, was not a significant concern.
Thus, he dodged the punch from the front, “bit” through the wind blade from the right, and took the hit from the left white beam with his back.
Indeed, the white beam only caused his skin to burn and some flesh to tear, healing almost instantly—except it didn’t heal!
A grayish-white destructive factor covered the wound, preventing it from healing.
Alastair Aldridge’s mind flashed a warning, followed by a quick right hook from the mayor hitting his chin!
“Hah!”
Feeling her energy waning, the mayor did not pursue further, retreating at great speed.
She needed time to recover.
As she retreated, a storm surged, and Professor Shylph seamlessly took over, summoning the invisible blade of the “Wind Bride,” attacking Alastair Aldridge.
Countless “mouths” suddenly appeared on Alastair Aldridge’s body.
One “mouth” emerging from behind bit off the wound caused by the destructive white beam, immediately severing itself, allowing both wounds to heal quickly.
More “mouths” emerged from the front, biting towards Professor Shylph.
These “mouths” opened and closed, creating a fist-sized black hole in space.
The invisible blade of the “Wind Bride” could not break through!
“Rumble!”
Thunder suddenly boomed overhead.
A lightning column struck down.
But it was not summoned by Alastair Aldridge; it was Professor Jones’ “Semi-Mechanical Giant God” that called forth the lightning.
Even this lightning energy was instantly consumed by the “mouths.”
Clearly, after consuming the previous “black hole,” Alastair Aldridge had gained the ability to consume space for a short time.
“Paiva, stabilize the space!”
Professor Shylph shouted as she reappeared.
Professor Jones, riding a dragon, immediately summoned the “Ghost Devil Ray,” commanding it to use the “Evil Gaze.”
As the number of “Ghost Devil Rays” increased dramatically, the space including where Alastair Aldridge stood became as solid as steel.
Neither teleportation nor instant movement could be used within this space.
Alastair Aldridge’s countless “mouths” could no longer easily create black holes in space.
Professor Shylph appeared right next to Alastair Aldridge in an instant. Her skirt swirled slightly, three invisible blades forming a ring around her, turning her into a formidable weapon.
The three invisible blades spun rapidly, releasing wind blades that severed countless “mouths” and cut through Alastair Aldridge’s surface defenses, slicing muscles and bones alike!
—Without warning, Professor Shylph’s explosion was silent and deadly.
In just a second, half of Alastair Aldridge’s body revealed its flesh, veins, and bones, then burst into blood mist!
The blood mist contained poison, but Professor Shylph’s body had formed a small independent space, completely isolated from the outside air, making the poison ineffective.
Her eyes flashed with brilliance. Holding a magic card, she activated it instantly. By the time Professor Jones arrived, she was already in the midst of her plan.
“In the name of Sarah Shylph, Mana Summoning—[Contract Shackles]!”
A [契] rune suddenly shot out from the magic card, directly imprinting itself onto half of Alastair Aldridge’s rapidly healing body.
Alastair Aldridge had been somewhat at ease just a moment ago, thinking he still had control over the situation, but now he was in a frenzy.
A sudden sense of dread welled up from deep within his soul, making him want to suppress it, but he couldn’t.
Since he clashed with Professor Shylph, he had felt powerless, which was a very bad feeling. Thus, he urgently wanted to break the deadlock and made many efforts to do so.
However, the other party was clearly prepared and knew all about his weaknesses. Every move was either avoided or countered.
Now that the opponent suddenly burst forth, he unexpectedly felt a rare sense of powerlessness to stop them.
The last time he felt this way was when facing the Hero Bret Gold’s Holy Sword Reincarnation, or the Valkyrie Alvarait Saint Demon’s Constellation of the Zodiac.
He didn’t expect that after escaping the seal for only half a year, he would once again experience such shame.
Alastair Aldridge’s mind instantly shrank to its limit. His remaining right half of the body was entangled by lightning, ice crystals, and rock snakes, desperately resisting the three invisible rings of the Wind Bride.
He successfully blocked Professor Shylph’s further attack, but in the next instant, he was implanted with a [Contract Shackles]!
Feeling the power of the [Contract Shackles], a tiny hint of doubt flashed through Alastair Aldridge’s heart.
There were countless types of contract spells, and this [Contract Shackles] was just one of them, not particularly remarkable. It only allowed both parties to share similar positive or negative effects in the short term.
This was originally meant to save lives by dividing a fatal curse effect in half, making each party suffer only 50%, thus becoming a standard method to counter fatal curses.
Moreover, after the negative effects were evenly distributed, the actual damage was calculated based on each party’s resistance to the effects.
As the Demon King, Alastair Aldridge had extremely high resistance to any negative effects, with some even reaching immunity.
Therefore, even if someone wanted to use this [Contract Shackles] to indirectly attack him, it would be difficult.
And, [契] is here, where is [约]?
Alastair Aldridge found that he did not discover the [约] rune.
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But through the crystal ball in Draconic Ballet, Dark Demon saw Professor Lily stick another [Contract Shackles] magic card to Didi Maxwell’s forehead, as if sticking a note after losing a game of tag.
Then Professor Lily sighed and said, “Collapse.”
A faint smile appeared on Didi Maxwell’s face, which then disintegrated like sand in an instant.
His entire body disintegrated into the smallest particles, scattering with the wind.
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Alastair Aldridge inexplicably felt a tinge of sadness, and his mixed emotions of anger, confusion, and sorrow collapsed simultaneously.
Unlike Didi Maxwell, his half body did not collapse like sand, but it was also shattered into pieces.
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Inside the Pumpkin Carriage.
Professor Metia had closed her eyes. The crystal ball inside the carriage was fixed on the view locked onto Alastair Aldridge.
Ophelia and Sister Carrian had serious expressions, ready to act at any moment to protect.
Professor Metia’s right hand stood in the middle, her index finger and middle finger holding a magic card.
The card depicted two lines.
One was a straight blue line, and the other was a curved red line.
At first, the two lines extended parallelly, bending abruptly at the end.
It was called — [Great Prophecy]!
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In a moment, the Blood Source Sword Saint opened his eyes.
Wind Element Lord Shylph whispered softly beside him.
After completely receiving the Wind Element Lord’s protection, his sword aura became so sharp it was almost illusory.
From afar, it seemed as if there was a sword-shaped phantom enveloping his entire body.
The bottom of the sword-shaped phantom was blood red, gradually fading in the middle, with the tip completely transparent.
Holy energy condensed but did not dissipate, weaving through the sword aura.
The Blood Source Sword Saint’s figure flashed, disappearing in an instant.
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Alastair Aldridge did not die after being shattered into pieces.
In fact, even without a container for rebirth, his life force had long reached a superhuman level.
The wound on his half-body, which had been torn into blood mist, was still healing, and the severed parts were already connected by blood vessels, preparing to reassemble.
Even the splattered blood was flowing back.
It wouldn’t take much time before he could recover.
This terrifying “immortality” was his greatest reliance.
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Professor Shylph casually discarded the [Contract Shackles] and took out a golden orb from her bag, injecting mana to activate it.
But her body slightly moved away, creating a gap.
A sword aura pressed down from nowhere, carrying a hint of bloody wind, passing through her side.
When the Blood Source Sword Saint’s figure focused, the Blood Holy Sword had already pierced through Alastair Aldridge’s fragmented body connected by blood threads.
“Secret Sword · Ninth Style!”
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“Roar!”
Suddenly, a roar louder than thunder erupted in the void.
The clouds in the sky dispersed, and moonlight and starlight fell upon the earth.
Standing on the ground, one could only see a nearly hundred-meter-long dragon-shaped phantom sweeping past, swallowing the demon that brought bloodshed and terror.
On the Blood Source Sword Saint’s Blood Holy Sword, the dragon-shaped creature tightly wrapped around it, the holy sword’s aura solidifying, and the form of a giant dragon emerging in the sky.
Alastair Aldridge’s relatively clear consciousness instantly plunged into chaos.
His aura weakened to the extreme, the natural suppression of the holy sword pressing his mana and consciousness to their limits.
At that moment, he almost thought he was dead.
But Professor Shylph’s grasp was at its peak. Wind Element Lord Shylph returned to her side.
She chanted the sealing spell to the nearly dead Alastair Aldridge.
The golden orb in her hand, a sealing device personally crafted by Professor Kazel—the Ball of Truth—lit up.
In the center of the Ball of Truth, a small circle appeared, and from this small circle, two straight lines extended outward on both sides.
The thread opened, and the power of the seal rippled.
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Professor Metia was fully focused, simultaneously activating the Great Prophecy.
The trajectory of fate was stirred, and the development of events slightly deviated in the direction the caster anticipated.
The last chance for Alastair Aldridge to escape was also sealed off.
The sealing power of the Ball of Truth instantly erupted, releasing tremendous suction.
Without any suspense, the remains of Alastair Aldridge were sucked inside.
The Ball of Truth slowly closed.
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Got you! Demon King Number Two!
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Professor Metia revealed an honest smile.
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Dark Demon felt a strange sensation akin to catching a Pokémon with a Poké Ball.
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Professor Shylph remained cautious, thoroughly checking if the seal on the Ball of Truth was perfect.
The Blood Source Sword Saint took a breath, a gentle smile appeared on her face, then her entire body disintegrated, turning into starlight of mana.
The Wind Element Lord Shylph reached out and caught the falling Holy Sword Curse.
Professor Jones stood atop the wyrm, flexing the fingers of his mechanical arm, feeling unsatisfied.
Professor Lily flipped onto the belly of Draconic Ballet, forcing it to fly towards them lying down.
The Blue-Eyes Young White Dragon flew beneath Mayor Montiel Farley, giving the exhausted mayor a place to rest.
Inside the pumpkin carriage, Wit Gold nervously asked, “Was the seal successful?”
Ophelia looked at the Blood Source Sword Saint returning to the magic card, contemplating, “It should have been… successful.”
She had never seen a demon king being sealed before, but she could feel that the extremely detestable aura had completely vanished.
Professor Metia only opened her eyes at this moment, carefully storing away the Great Prophecy and said, “There’s no doubt.”
That means, it’s confirmed!
With the confirmation from the astrologer, everyone in the train car couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief.
Don’t look at how smoothly this war has gone so far.
But the entire battle process was like dancing on a tightrope, extremely dangerous.
Except for Professor Lily and the maids, almost everyone had already given their all.
Although the strength of the Demon King was expected, the strength of his subordinates, the demons, was unexpectedly high.
If those demons hadn’t awakened to die for the Demon King, this war would have been at least two stars harder.
Moreover, without Professor Metia, Ophelia, and Aurora’s full efforts, they would have already lost when the carriage was locked onto by the Demon King.
One could say that any problem in any link of this war wouldn’t have brought such a perfect result.
Fortunately, they could finally enjoy the fruits of victory now!
Dark picked up a cup of tea, intending to toast with Aurora, but noticed that Aurora’s expression wasn’t joyful.
He suddenly concentrated, immediately drinking the tea.
This time, no one from the academy had suffered losses, but the losses in the Free City were immeasurable.
And in the current Free City, there were still quite a few hidden bugs; they were far from the time to celebrate.
He sipped the tea, placing the rim of the cup on his lips and slowly sipping, thinking.
He didn’t notice that Aurora’s face had turned as red as an apple, extending to her ears.
“That’s someone else’s cup…”
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The Breaking of the Thunder Sea had dissipated, and the night sky returned to its clear state with clouds and winds passing by.
Disasters often come from the heavens but do not return there.
After the disaster passed, the sky left no trace, while the ground bore deep scars.
No idea who spread the news of the war’s victory, but after a brief period of mourning, the people on the ground began celebrating in the unique style of the Free City.
The waves of monsters from the north and south were still attacking the city, but after a long period of buffering, more people had been mobilized to support within the city.
Professor Steven Harvey’s Sea of Souls had driven away all the monsters from the west and was advancing toward the north and south.
It was expected that the monsters surrounding the city would be cleared soon.
At that time, outside the three walls, it would become a paradise for scavengers.
Countless monsters had perished here, although most of their flesh had decayed under the effects of the necromancy, the remaining crystals, bones, and horns of the monsters were still highly valuable.
Moreover, the decay of the flesh actually facilitated large-scale cleanup and prevented epidemics caused by untimely disposal of corpses due to rotting.
However, even if Professor Steven Harvey canceled the necromancy, allowing souls to return to souls and earth to return to earth, the Free City still needed priests to walk back and forth on the battlefield, spreading the light of purification to open it up.
But that would be another form of celebration.
At this point, everything had settled down. Except for the still hardworking Professor Steven Harvey and the hurriedly rushing Mayor Montiel Farley to maintain the stability of the city, everyone else had already climbed into the pumpkin carriage.
The space inside the carriage could extend appropriately and wouldn’t feel cramped despite the few people squeezing in.
Everyone gathered around the table, tightly staring at the Ball of Truth placed on the table.
This Ball of Truth had a golden shell, but it was hollow, with a transparent inner wall.
Now, one could see Alastair Aldridge sealed inside with the naked eye.
Half of Alastair Aldridge’s body had already adhered, but blood lines covered his surface, clearly showing that he was only stuck together, not yet healed.
His body was divided into two halves, with a layer of solidified blood plasma on the cut surface, making it impossible to see anything else.
Compared to when he was sealed in the Church of the Saints, he looked much more miserable now.
Everyone stared at the Ball of Truth, and at this moment, they finally had the leisure to start considering a question they had actually been pondering before.
What should be done after capturing Number Two?
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Sealing alone is not enough.
After experiencing the case of Blood Princess Ophelia, everyone present knew that through a container, the seal could be bypassed to kill the Demon King, causing him to reincarnate.
Although this route had only been taken by Blood Princess over the past ten years, once is enough to make it possible again.
Furthermore, the future era will become even more unpredictable with the revival of the gods, making everything uncertain.
Ideally, they would find a permanent solution.
Moreover, it was also time to consider how to deal with Demon King Number One within Wit’s body.
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