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Chapter 425 The Lord of Dark Angels has arrived at the boulder he is loyal to!
When Evka witnessed the Chaos Fleet's offensive, he was serious.

Because the enemy and allies were evenly matched, and compared to the Death Guard under Typhon's command, his control over the various subgroups of the Dark Angels was disastrous.

Evka was surprised when he saw that the Chaos Fleet had chosen to withdraw.

However, this is a good thing, as it means he can focus his attention on the interior of the boulder and devote his energy to dealing with the madness of various potential gods.

When Evka received the communication from Broken Steelwing and witnessed another fleet emerge from the void, he was overjoyed.

This meant he was finally free from the catastrophic atmosphere inside the monolith and could return to the Legion's embrace.

"Lord of the Giant Stone".

"understand!"

Evka quickly ordered the Lord of the Boulder to guard all the outposts and immediately instructed the Ravenwings to abandon the defense of the Boulder, activate the emergency management protocol, and put all the potential threats under guard. He then eagerly arrived at the rendezvous point.

He stared at the screen, his expression utterly calm, sweat dripping from his forehead, which was covered by the distinctive black hair of an Egyptian, only to be cleared away by the armor's efficient internal circulation system.

He was very anxious.

He must now meet with the Lord of Knights!
Let me go back. I don't care who takes over these amazing people. I'm not doing this anymore!
Evka's face showed resentment when he thought of the recruits he had personally sent to his ideal world.

Who will make up for the thirty years I lost?

On the platform at the top of the Heavenly Staircase, as the heavy partitions descended and clean air filled the passageways on both sides, the figure that Evka had been eagerly anticipating arrived, accompanied by numerous dark angels.

Including its subordinate units, Broken Steel Wings dispatched a total of 20,000 men, of whom 10,000 are currently fighting fires in various parts of the Misty Starfield, while the main force is accompanying the Knight Lord to his loyal boulder.

When Evka saw the Lord of Knights standing calmly before him, and the warships from other squadrons refrained from firing, he finally felt relieved.

The representatives of the subgroups looked at the tall figure with a mixture of curiosity and fear, their gazes lingering on the subtle engravings on the breastplate, not daring to go any further.

The moment Arthur stepped across the gap between the ship and the boulder, Evka trotted forward, striking the ground with almost heavy steps, and solemnly bowed.

"Your Highness!"

"Thank you for your efforts, Evka!"

One hand supported his arm, and the other hand held his shoulder.

A familiar, unprocessed voice rang out from the front.

"Thank you for leading the Rock through the most difficult time. The Legion will be proud of you, and I am proud of you."

"Your Highness!"

Evka couldn't help but call out again.

At that moment, he suddenly felt that all the grievances he had suffered had been resolved. The gunshots he had endured, the attacks he had received, and the immense pressure he had faced were all left behind.

The Lord of the Giant Stone looked somber.

He glanced back at the crowd beside him. The chapter leaders or representatives from other sub-clubs, unlike their compatriots who harbored their own ulterior motives, had accompanied Evka all the way, carrying out his orders and forming an orderly queue to welcome the arrival of the Knights Lords.

"This is true for all of you."

Lowering his hand, Arthur looked again at the various representatives whose paint schemes were all black and red, except for the chapter insignia that were retained in the shoulder armor area.

The nearly fifty-year-long, gentle infiltration was effective; every representative standing here meant they had saved more misguided warriors.

"I am thrilled that you are here today, and I am grateful that you continue to uphold your responsibilities. This means that we will once again be united as one, sharing the glory of victory, without distinction between us."

"For humanity!"

The neatly lined-up battle commanders knelt on one knee, repeating the slogans Evka had told them long ago, and felt ashamed of some of the dark thoughts in their hearts.

"All right."

Arthur helped Evka up and addressed the crowd:
"Now, I need you to tell me everything you know, and please tell me yourself—"

“I promise you, I will lead you to avenge the culprit.” “Yes, Your Highness!”

Arthur released his grip.

Without any hesitation, he entered the group of dark angels, most of whom were meeting him for the first time, and began to speak with them personally.

It included affirmation of their mission execution, a list of extremist members and their handling of the situation, their demobilization, and subsequent reform plans.

Those data, documents, and lists were all processed well in advance, but it's a matter of attitude. The hard work and effort put in by Evka and others cannot be simply dismissed with a "oh" and handed over to more professional people.

As a leader, Arthur should have personally overseen these matters, given their approval, and then made arrangements.

Although the result is the same, the change in process can avoid a lot of unnecessary trouble. Arthur doesn't want to keep pressing skip and end up skipping his life too.

The dark angels who came with the team were gradually assigned to areas that needed manpower during their conversations.

Currently, there are less than three thousand Dark Angels in the Stone Fortress. Even if half of them are from the extremist faction, the Broken Steel Wings faction can keep an eye on one of them with three men each, so they are unlikely to cause any trouble.

Azrael, who was in charge of almost all internal affairs, personally oversaw these matters.

Azrael was not very satisfied with the results of his work.

Although the fleets that initially promised His Highness victory in the naval battle were those that had already been modified and accompanied them from the Limit Starfield to the Great Stone, the Great Stone Fortress's various actions after the attack infuriated Azrael.

The Supreme Grand Master is leading Belial on a tour inside the giant rock, personally eliminating potential hazards, and will then meet with members of various fleets to understand the actual situation.

"They're like swans in a pond, their bodies completely still, their feet never stopping."

Seeing Azrael busy dealing with the affairs of various warbands, Kay couldn't help but comment on his little brother, then looked around to see if there were any familiar robed figures.

But before they could find the little guys, Kai's eyes lit up as they passed a secret room.

He first entered the secret chamber with Lord Cypher, shut down the stasis field within, and then drew the sword of Kosvein from it, playing with it in front of everyone.

"I didn't expect this sword to still be here. I must ask the Lord of Knights to bestow it upon me after the victory."

Before anyone else could speak, Kai spoke first, showing off his power to Lord Cypher.

Cipher tilted his head and smiled at him.

"This is a very good sword."

Lord Seifer agreed with the assessment, and then his expression turned serious.

"You braggart king, you mustn't let your boasting go to waste, because you definitely haven't met the standards of your weapon."

".Well."

Kai, unusually, didn't respond.

"How about we talk about how to summon the Lion King next?"

He started to change the subject.

The war was declared a swift victory with the sudden arrival of the main force. After Abaddon's escape, the remaining Chaos forces were no longer able to cause much trouble for the Dark Angels.

So, aside from Arthur starting to recruit new members and devising an attack plan against Vashtor, they could also begin planning the ritual to summon the Lion King.

"First, we need to find the Guardian."

Lord Cypher stopped mocking the big mouth and instead looked around with suspicion.

Why haven't those mysterious guardians shown themselves?

Where did they go?

(End of this chapter)