Who taught him to restore the country like this

Chapter 153 Keltia: I've wanted to do this for a long time

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Fingri County.

Since the strategic retreat a few days ago, the Imperial reinforcements have found their operations in Gem Bay increasingly difficult.

Because the Order of the End had obtained intelligence from who-knows-where, they took a series of measures against the two divine messengers who led them in battle.

At this moment, the area within dozens of miles of Gem Bay was filled with the smell of mandrakes that Cecilia hated, as well as numerous traps aimed at demi-humans.

Aetherel is somewhat better off. Within the realm of truth, that is, within cognition, he can be said to have no weaknesses, and his strength can be fully utilized.

However, once things exceed his understanding, he can only exert 70% or 80% of his strength.

The Order of the End has deployed many killing and trapping formations that haven't appeared in hundreds of years, causing Aetheril to suffer considerable losses in several battles.

However, Aetheril possesses the Eye of Truth, making learning tasks and tasks much easier and more efficient, without any obstacles.

After suffering a loss on the first day, he can fully understand the principle on the second day.

The Order of the End quickly ran out of options.

There are only a handful of killing and trapping formations at the eighth level, not to mention those that have been lost to time.

However, for the Order of the End, it has been long enough to hold out for this long.

If we can hold out for another two or three days, the divine sacrifice will arrive. Even if the imperial reinforcements successfully invade Misian State at that time, it will not change the outcome.

The Imperial reinforcements seemed to realize that if they delayed any longer, they would have no chance. At this moment, led by Aetheril and Cecilia, they launched another full-scale attack on Gem Bay.

However, the situation is not optimistic.

They were already at a disadvantage in naval warfare against land battles, and Cecilia was being targeted. It would be very difficult for Aetheril to break through the defenses of the Archbishop of the Order of the End and that fallen angel on his own.

Moreover, the mission to the divine kingdom is not yet complete, and Aetheril cannot afford to take a gamble.

To resolve Aetherel's concerns, Cecilia created a clone a few days ago and sent it to Dunor County, where His Majesty was active.

"He is back."

On the ship, Cecilia, standing at the bow, looked at Aetheril, who was fighting fiercely with the Archbishop of the Order of the End in the distance, and spoke softly.

The sound traveled into Aetherel's mind along the frequency established between the two of them.

"Don't communicate with him, just kill him."

Aetherel's response quickly entered her mind.

Having had contact with Ron in Orantia, he was well aware of just how terrifying Ron's linguistic charm and ability to manipulate human nature were.

It possesses the ability to turn enemies into friends, or even kill them, through language.

Those who have interacted with him will unknowingly fall into his carefully woven trap and find it difficult to extricate themselves.

Don't assume that clergy are of impeccable character and cannot be seduced; it's not like no clergy member has ever been seduced.

Kertia is a typical example.

Ron had sacrificed himself to save everyone, and he believed that Ron acted impulsively except when targeting enemies.

He later learned that Ron had used Princess Karina to stage a fake death, and then he realized that everything Ron had done in Orantia was a well-planned scheme.

Although we don't know what he's plotting, he's a terrifying adversary who will exploit human nature to the extreme in order to achieve his goals.

To prevent Cecilia from repeating Kertia's mistake, he felt it necessary to offer this reminder.

However, Cecilia did not respond to him for a long time.

After a long while, Cecilia's voice came again: "Aitherel, what did he do wrong?"

Hearing Cecilia's slightly bewildered voice, Aetherel knew that this foolish woman was refusing to believe in discussing the truth with that cunning and shrewd emperor.

“He made no mistakes. Almost everything he did was right, but…” Aetherel’s firm voice pierced Cecilia’s mind.

"His existence is a mistake!"

His ideas were crystal clear.

Currently, due to Ron's existence, many things that have gone beyond the rules have happened in the world, causing various kingdoms to question the gods. This is often a sign that the rules are losing their binding power.

Therefore, Ron's existence is a mistake.

If it continues to exist, this kind of thing is very likely to happen again, and the world will become unstable as a result.

He has to solve the problem.

There are two approaches to solving this problem: First, eliminate the God of Grace and the God of Light who arbitrarily changed the rules.

Secondly, get rid of Ron.

Aetherel would undoubtedly choose the latter.

The primary principle of the Church of Truth is to solve problems from the perspective of minimizing damage.

Only then should one concern oneself with right and wrong.

“Too weak.” After a moment of silence, Cecilia’s voice came again.

It sounds like she's fighting Ron.

"Don't underestimate your enemy," Aetherel warned in a deep voice.

That emperor broke through the Eternal Illusion that the three major papal courts were helpless against, so his strength cannot be assessed from a conventional perspective.

Underestimating your opponent makes you vulnerable to being outmaneuvered.

Just as he was about to remind Cecilia a few more times, suddenly, a black figure appeared in front of him without warning, and the longsword formed from the most depraved desires instantly sliced through his hastily deployed shield.

boom!
The sword of desire was blocked by the radiance emanating from the divine record.

Wow…

The next second, numerous white chains emerged from the divine record in front of Aetheril, binding the Sword of Desire and simultaneously locking onto the person wielding the longsword.

The woman's eyes were contemptuous. Her six wings flapped gently, and dense black feathers shot out, repelling the approaching chains. At the same time, two beams of light filled with destructive energy condensed on her shoulders.

hum-

The black light wave arrived in an instant, striking Aetheril, who was quickly retreating to create distance.

bang——

Golden characters appeared before Aetherel as if floating in water, blocking the attack for him.

With a deafening roar, the black light waves and golden characters vanished simultaneously.

The shockwaves generated by the two energies instantly blinded those watching from the sidelines.

All of this happened in three seconds, and many people didn't even realize what was going on.

Once the storm subsided slightly, they discovered a black figure, taller than Aetheril and the Archbishop of the Order of the End, hovering in the air above the battlefield.

When they saw the six black wings that blotted out the sky behind it, everyone's breath caught in their throats.

The man was high above, like a god descending to earth, emanating a terrifying pressure that made it hard to breathe.

“Aetheril, I have given you many chances.”

The six-winged angel's eyes, completely shrouded in darkness, held an indifferent gaze, as if looking at an ant, as it looked at Aetheril.

Aether wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and glanced at Cecilia behind him out of the corner of his eye.

They weren't asking Cecilia for help, but rather trying to confirm whether Cecilia had killed Ron.

It was indeed surprising that Keltia had grown into a six-winged angel in just a few days, but it was still within her manageable range.

Once he confirms that Cecilia killed Ron, he will risk his insignificant life to kill Kertia, who has completely fallen and will bring great harm to the world!

“Lady Kertia,” the Archbishop of the Order of the End stepped forward and said respectfully, “Please leave this to me. This is a trivial matter and you don’t need to bother with it.”

He hoped that Kertia could conceal her strength as much as possible and only reveal it when she had grown to eight wings.

Otherwise, if Kertia prematurely reveals her strength and astonishing growth rate, she might be targeted by the Empire's "Heroes".

"Give it to you?" Keltia looked at him coldly: "The enemy has come to provoke us time and time again, and what have you done? Just let them get away unscathed?"

"I..." The archbishop was speechless.

"Hmph! You can't even handle this small matter. I think you shouldn't be the archbishop anymore," Kertia sneered.

Upon hearing this, the archbishop lowered his head, his face darkening, and remained silent.

"Have you prepared everything I asked you to?" Kertia asked.

“There’s still one thing missing: a vessel to bear your power is hard to find,” the archbishop replied.

"Isn't there someone in the state of Misian who possesses the power of the End?" Kertia questioned unhappily.

“That person… cannot be killed yet,” the archbishop said.

"Do you think she's more important than me?" A murderous intent, almost tangible, emanated from Kertia.

“I absolutely did not have that idea, but… we still need her to activate the divine ritual, so please wait a few more days, Lady Kertia,” the archbishop said in a heavy tone.

"Hmph." Keltia snorted coldly, "Have you captured them yet?"

"Kertia, you may not know this, but a while ago a man appeared in Canare County who summoned the Calamity Witch. The Calamity Witch is currently traveling here with a man named Ron, and she should arrive in two or three days..."

"What did you say?"

Before the archbishop could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Kertia's solemn voice.

Seeing Kertia's expression as if she had heard something unbelievable, the archbishop was taken aback.

He repeated uncertainly, "They'll be able to in two or three days..."

"Not this one!" Keltia stared at him intently. "What was the name of the person the Calamity Witch was with?"

“Ron…Ron,” the archbishop replied, puzzled. “Come to think of it, he appeared in Misien on the same day as you…hmm?”

Before he could finish speaking, Kertia had vanished from his sight.

Before he could figure out what was going on, several golden chains passed right before his eyes, chasing after Kertia.

The archbishop's face immediately darkened. "You don't treat me like a human being, do you?"
Ding! Ding ding—

Black chains intertwined with gold chains.

At the same time, he stopped Aetherel's pursuit.

The stopped Etheril sensed Keltia rapidly approaching Ron's location and frowned deeply.

His worst fears came true—Kertia met with Ron.

Having participated in the battle of Orantia, he knew very well how deep the friendship between the two was.

Well... to be precise, it's that Keltia has very deep feelings for Ron.

When you commit a grave mistake that threatens to kill many innocent people, when even sacrificing your life cannot change the outcome, and when your faith is at its most uncertain, if someone steps forward to take responsibility for your mistake and sacrifices their own life to ensure the safety of everyone else...

Putting aside the premise that all the mistakes you made were designed by this person, how would you feel?
Moved, grateful, guilty...

In short, back in Orantia, Aetherel had already observed that in Keltia's heart, Ron had surpassed her beliefs.

Even if Keltia were to fall into depravity and become a lackey of an evil god driven by desire, this feeling would not fade.

On the contrary, it can be amplified by desire.

His Majesty Ron would probably be quite pleased to see this happen.

Whether Ron originally had the concept of "not associating with the lackeys of evil gods" is another matter.

It is said that it is now being targeted by two major gods, and even if it is, it will be forced to "not associate with the gods".

Aetherel took a deep breath; he couldn't imagine what would happen if Ron were with Kertia.

Both of these individuals are extremely formidable. Given Ron's intelligence, with Kertia's protection, they will likely have little chance of killing him again.

boom--

Suddenly, a beam of light shot straight into the sky from behind.

Aetherel turned to look and saw the movement emanating from Cecilia.

Cecilia is switching bodies.

is there time?
Aetherel gazed toward the direction of Casio County.

……

Boom!

A crimson dragon's breath broke the stillness in the air above Wengen Town.

The dragon's breath carried a destructive law capable of compressing and distorting space, leaving Ron, who was locked on, with absolutely no chance to dodge.

With a deafening roar, flames shot into the sky, and the scorching shockwave instantly shattered the surrounding houses. Even the onlookers at a distance were not spared from the blast; Zede and the others standing at the front were struck and coughed up blood.

Boom!

Then another burst of dragon breath descended.

From afar, a breathtaking mushroom cloud could be seen hovering over the town, lingering for a long time.

"Cough cough..."

Amidst the smoke and dust, Isabella, her body weakened, stood up and looked in the direction Ron had been.

Amidst the thick smoke and dust, a shocking crater of scorched earth could be vaguely seen where Ron had just stood.

"Do not……"

She murmured softly, her thin frame staggering forward two steps, but quickly seemed to realize that Ron could not possibly have survived such destruction.

She stopped, lowered her head, and an unprecedented aura of annihilation emanated from her body.

Sensing this chilling energy, the dragon circling overhead shivered for no apparent reason.

As it flapped its wings and turned to leave this place of trouble.

But the next second, its golden vertical pupils, which were subconsciously scanning the results of the battle, suddenly contracted.

In the deep pit, a complete figure lay flat on the ground.

No…impossible!?
A seventh-tier body, having withstood two dragon breaths, how could it still be alive?

It was unbelievable, but the signs of life in the deep pit forced it to believe it.

After a moment of distraction, it suddenly came to its senses and immediately opened its mouth to spew flames that scorched and distorted the air into the deep pit, trying to deliver a fatal blow to Ron.

however……

It failed to notice the chilling figure that had appeared behind it.

boom!
The dragon, focused on killing Ron, felt a tremendous force strike its head, and its body flew backward uncontrollably.

"Roar!"

The dragon quickly adjusted its position in the air and spewed out a breath of dragon fire.

However, the figure vanished from the spot.

Feilong immediately became alert to the possible locations where the opponent might appear.

however……

In a deep pit.

Ron, whose face was being stepped on, warned, "Lady Keltia, foot."

“I’ve wanted to do this for a long time.”

Keltia's smooth feet ground hard against Ron's face.