Let's start over, Your Majesty.

Chapter 162 Crisis (Chapter 161 is a subsequent chapter)

Lute's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, and his body flew sideways, crashing to the ground.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that his lower body was about ten meters away from him.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!"

The pain that belatedly came over him caused him to let out a heart-wrenching scream, his half-body rolling on the ground in a final struggle.

Upon witnessing this sudden turn of events, the three soldiers immediately turned their guns around, aiming them at the tall, armored knight outside the door, and unleashed all their firepower.

But they weren't even sorcerers; the bullets struck the armor, which was as deep as the night sky, without even a spark, as if they were swallowed up, leaving no trace.

Soon, the gun in his hand made the clicking sound of emptying the magazine.

While they were hurriedly changing magazines, the armored knight was already in front of them. His sword flashed, and crimson blood mist rose from the flesh of the bodies. Before they could even scream, they were already torn to pieces.

Blood splattered on the family of three, who were completely stunned as they stared at the god-like, demonic figure before them, unsure whether they too would become pieces of flesh on the ground in the next moment.

But the other side paid no attention to them. After killing three soldiers, he immediately turned around and swung his sword, slicing apart a magic missile that was being thrown at him.

Those were the two sorcerers still here, but their strength was only at the third or fourth level, and now they could only make a last-ditch effort in fear.

Caesar walked toward them.

"No, don't come here!"

One of the red-haired men held up the broken spellcasting unit in his hand and said, while the other had already lost the will to resist. Looking at the governor and soldiers who had died tragically, he just trembled and huddled in the corner.

The red-haired man's spellcasting unit once again gathered magic power and fired a first-tier spell missile at Caesar. Caesar didn't even try to block it, letting it hit his armor without causing any damage.

Although they are all sorcerers, they are more academic and research-oriented, with virtually no experience in combat.

Caesar was already standing in front of him, and had just raised his sword when, unexpectedly, the sorcerer, who had been so brave just moments before, suddenly rolled his eyes, collapsed to the ground, foaming at the mouth, and fainted.

Caesar paused for a second with his sword raised, then turned his gaze to the one trembling in the corner.

"No, don't kill me! I'll do whatever you say!" He knelt down in panic, begging, unable to muster even a thought of resistance.

“Shut down this weapon and end its entire process,” Caesar said coldly.

“But, but turning it off requires the master key card, and another remote control station is located in the capital. Once it’s started, we can’t turn it off here,” the other person said tremblingly.

"But, but, its final process hasn't started yet. It won't have any effect until the very last step," he quickly added.

Caesar stared at the six stone pillars in the center of the room, the throbbing, tumor-like hearts on them giving him a very uneasy feeling.

This magical weapon, named Evil Spirit No. 3, seems to have an unusual origin. He sensed the soul energy within it, which even made him wary.

This thing is alive, or rather, it was originally alive.

The sacred relic of the Frederick family, the scales of the Dragon of the End, were placed to one side. At this moment, tubes had been connected to the culture dish, seemingly about to be applied to this Evil Spirit No. 3.

"Disconnect them," Caesar commanded the Institute of Sorcerers.

He didn't dare to delay and immediately ran forward to start operating the equipment.

At that moment, he noticed that the family of three was still standing there, looking at him blankly, so he waved to them.

"Leave here and find somewhere to hide."

"Yes Yes"

Upon receiving permission to live, they were overjoyed and immediately helped each other to their feet, running outside.

Although the fighting outside continues, the core area here has been cleared of danger.
He went to the six stone pillars and tried to cut open one of the blood vessels with his sword.

He saw that dark red liquid flowed out of the blood vessel after it was cut, but it quickly shrank back down.

It's almost like a living being.

At that moment, his inspiration seemed to detect something. The powerful perception brought by his dominance told him that something was coming from above, passing through the layers of concrete of the underground fortress.

"Twilight Moon!" he shouted.

"Roger that!"

Mu Yue immediately transferred a large amount of magic power to Caesar. Instantly, an invisible pressure dominated the entire room, the Demon Sealing Tomb unfolded, and eight golden holy warriors shot out from the sky, landing on the ground in front of him, ready to kill any invading enemies at any time.

Just as he raised his sword to meet his enemy, he felt a cold wind rush into the room. The piercing chill made him immediately realize what it was.

Undead creatures.

"drop--"

A piercing, urgent alarm rang out from the metal control panel where the veins converged, and Caesar then noticed that the six stone pillars seemed to be trembling slightly.

"What have you done!" he immediately shouted at the researcher.

"I...I don't know either," the researcher said in a trembling voice, but immediately sensed Caesar's killing intent and quickly added, "I...I'll handle it, I'll handle it."

He hurriedly got up and went to the control panel, but before he could even start operating it, a huge and terrifying aura surged out from the passage.

bass!
Caesar unleashed the wrath of the heavens, and the imperial pressure directly suppressed the aura rushing towards him, causing it to explode with a bang.

But just as he finished dealing with that, he heard the researcher's shrill scream from the side.

His body was melting rapidly; his skin, hair, and flesh were being devoured by millions of invisible insects, and in just a few seconds, he was reduced to a skeleton.

And it wasn't just him; the corpses lying on the ground were also rapidly dissolving. As they disappeared, the base of the six stone pillars was stained with a layer of blood red, and they were climbing towards the top.

"Hehe, hehehehe!"

The sharp, piercing snickers seemed to come from another dimension, at which point Caesar suddenly responded.

"Undead!"

It's Kaden's ghost! He's a necromancer!

He had seen this kind of sorcerer before. They cultivated themselves by nourishing themselves with the extreme negative emotions of living beings, and after death, they would often trigger a special ability to launch a final attack from the spirit world as undead creatures.

After death, the necromancer released all the power of the vengeful spirits he had absorbed in his life, and the despair of those spirits served as the final step in activating Evil Spirit Number Three!
Empty, empty, empty.
At this moment, not only human flesh and blood are dissolving, but even the ceiling above, the hard floor tiles, and everything around are shrinking and dissolving as if all their life force has been drained.

The concrete blocks above were collapsing, falling and disintegrating layer by layer. The collapse spread like water stains on a dry towel, eventually leading to the complete collapse of the entire bunker.

"Run! Run!"

At this moment, the soldiers still fighting outside couldn't care less about anything else and desperately ran towards safety before the collapse affected them.

But when those lucky survivors who had just escaped the collapsed area looked back, they witnessed a scene that made their hearts stop.

"General! Come and see this!" A soldier rushed in and shouted to Dmitry.

Dmitri dropped the microphone and immediately followed him outside.

Ita and his group, who were resting on the side, also noticed something and got up to follow them outside.

Once they reached the high stands, even though the rain was still pouring down, they could still clearly see the scene that had left them all in awe.

In the distance, beneath the sky, six towering stone pillars, each a hundred meters tall, stood between heaven and earth, where a storm was brewing. Each one was enormous, resembling an ancient sacrificial altar for the gods.

At the center of these six stone pillars, countless pieces of flesh twisted and intertwined, using the pillars as support to form a gigantic, tumor-like or heart-like structure.
“That’s what it looks like after Evil Spirit Number Three is activated. No, it’s impossible. Based on the information we had before, it couldn’t possibly look like this.” Dmitri said through gritted teeth, incredulously.

“Master,” Doruvin whispered from the side.

“I know,” Ita’s eyes darkened.

"That thing absorbed the power of the sacred dragon scale."

The entire earth trembled, and a violent roar echoed throughout the canal banks.

The civilians on both sides of the strait, awakened by the earthquake, got up and then saw the six incredibly terrifying stone pillars in the torrential rain outside their windows.

"The mooring lines are on the bollards, the hull is aligned, the locks are sealed, water injection begins, the hull is stable... wait, what's that?"

The captain of a transport ship passing through the lock on the canal had just finished reporting the situation when he suddenly noticed, looking out from the captain's cabin, a colossal creature amidst the storm.

"My Holy Mother, what is that?" he murmured in horror.

The sailors and crew were all astonished. Many of them were military personnel from Surna, but the scene they witnessed was beyond their wildest imagination.

The captain reacted quickly and shouted sternly, "Don't stop! Get through the lock immediately!"

The crew members, who had just been stunned, sprang into action and immediately returned to their posts.
But at that moment, the captain suddenly noticed that the temperature of the cargo ship's engine and the fuel consumption were increasing rapidly on the instrument panel of the control equipment.

"The cylinder liner water temperature has exceeded the red line!" a crew member shouted urgently.

"What's going on?" His heart pounded, and he slammed his hand on the control panel, shouting, "Close the fuel valve on cylinder number three! Now!"

Several crew members rushed outside, but just as they reached the deck, a dark figure descended rapidly in the torrential rain and pounced on one of the crew members.

His body was forcibly torn apart.
"Fire! Fire!"

Flashes of fire erupted in the rain, and the fierce bullets caused the attacking vehicle to shriek and tumble as it jumped from the boat into the river.

"You guys get to the cabin! We'll handle things here!" someone shouted.

A crew member with a gun approached the edge of the ship, wanting to confirm whether the monster was still alive.

But when he looked down, he froze in place.

The outer shell surrounding the ship was completely covered with wriggling alien creatures. By the light in the lock chamber, he could see the mouthparts of these monsters. The snarling aliens were densely distributed on the outer shell, enough to make one want to vomit.

At that moment, an idea suddenly popped into his head.

"These things...are barnacles?"

Several crew members in the engine room ran toward the fuel lock. The temperature inside the passageway was extremely high, making it difficult to even breathe.

"Why do I feel a heartbeat?"

One of the crew members suddenly said.

The other crew members ignored his words, but soon, everyone heard that ominous sound.

Thump, thump. The sound of their hearts beating wasn't coming from themselves, but from inside the cabin.

The group exchanged glances, then pushed open the iron door to the cabin.

A pungent smell of fuel filled the air, and the entire cabin was covered with a layer of sticky, black, oily substance. In the central area below, what could no longer be called an engine was a huge heart made of mechanical iron plates, which was throbbing violently.

Muirner stood in the downpour, wearing a rain cloak, gazing at a distant patch of fire.
The operation here has also begun. The power of the Corruptor Diniso is taking effect. Once the ship has completely mutated and everyone on board has been killed, they will go and seize the Heart of Alaska.

The anomaly is currently only occurring around the cargo ship and remains under control.

But she felt a strong sense of unease.

This was the first time she had seen Evil Spirit No. 3 in action, but it was not the same as the concept model she had seen before, which gave her a deep sense of unease.

"Can such a thing really be allowed to exist?" she murmured to herself.

"professor!"

The commander-in-chief of the operation in Krall stepped forward.
"Control over the corrupt has reached a critical point, and it is expected to leak out in ten minutes."

“Understood,” Muirner replied.

She gazed at the six giant stone pillars and took a deep breath.

Whichever side it is, they will completely destroy this place, and all she has to do is stop it from happening.

In the rainy night, Ita had transformed back into his true dragon form, looking down from high above.

The fleshy growth hanging on the stone pillar was now writhing and twisting into the shape of a human face. She recognized it as the necromancer Kaden, whom she had killed earlier.

It was releasing a magical fluctuation in its surroundings, and a special energy field was gradually forming around it, while the base of the stone pillar had turned into scorched black earth.

At this moment, she also felt the eerie pressure of that thing in her heart. She knew that this thing was definitely not a weapon made by normal means; it was simply humanity touching a taboo.

"The sacred object must be retrieved immediately," she gritted her teeth, ignoring the object's threat, and rapidly swooped down.

A stone slab was lifted, and Caesar rose from the ruins, looking up to see the six enormous objects in the night sky.

"Moonlight, can you feel it?" he asked in a low voice.

"Hmm, Master, it's a very wicked smell, more wicked than any smell I've ever experienced before," Muyue said.

"What did they use to make this thing?" Caesar wondered.

It is something completely forbidden.

Suddenly, he thought of something and quickly looked around, using his command to search through the surrounding ruins.

He quickly found it, lifted up several stone slabs, and saw the buried golden dragon scales.

At this moment, the petri dish containing the dragon scale had broken, and liquid had spilled all over the ground. The dragon scale was floating in the air, and the nerve fibers extending from below were connected to the blood vessels of Evil Spirit No. 3.

Caesar severed the blood vessel with a single sword stroke, and the part connected to the dragon scales withered rapidly.

However, it did not affect the evil spirit number three above. Now that it has obtained some of the power of the dragon scales, severing the connection is useless.

At this moment, the dragon scales, having lost both their petri dish and their connection, are in a state of unease.

It needs a medium to be preserved.

Caesar glanced at the broken culture vessel; it was clear that the thing was no longer usable.

The only vessel here is himself.

However, if he could integrate the dragon scales into his body, he would definitely gain a boost in power, but it's unknown whether there would be any side effects.

He took a deep breath and made his choice.

"Moonlight, are you ready?" he asked.

"Yes, I'm fine, Master," Muyue replied.

Caesar reached out and touched the dragon scales.

A warm sensation came from where they were touching, and he felt something hard being pushed into his fingers. After about ten seconds, the dragon scales had merged into his body.
My body temperature is slightly elevated, but I have no other discomfort.

“It seems you are blessing me, Leogard,” Caesar chuckled.

The boost to his rank brought by the dragon scales was clearly evident. Combined with the power of Twilight Moon, he could clearly feel a significant increase in his own strength.

Even so, dealing with that thing up there is still a challenge.
The researcher mentioned earlier seemed to have said that only the central control room in the capital city could end Evil Spirit Number Three.

But given the current situation, should we send him to the capital?
Slow down
Sia, maybe she can do it.

Although we don't know her current situation, it seems that this is the only option at the moment.

Just as he was about to use the Formless Heavenly Domain to contact Xi Ya, the earth suddenly trembled.

Turning around, he saw a massive black dragon staring straight at him.

“Ita.” He was about to speak when he suddenly remembered that he hadn’t told her his true identity yet.

Ita didn't recognize him at all, but she could definitely feel the aura of her own sacred object emanating from him.

"You stole the dragon clan's sacred relic!" she roared furiously, having already identified Caesar as the thief who had taken advantage of the chaos to steal the sacred relic.

"Wait, I am..." Caesar was about to explain when he suddenly felt a sense of oppression coming from above.

Looking up, they saw that on the huge tumor in the sky, the ugly human face was staring straight at them, twisting into a strange smile.

In that instant, Caesar felt his consciousness lock onto something, and the magic power throughout his body surged violently.

Even the ground beneath their feet began to turn scorched, turning into grayish-white dust, as if even the microorganisms in the soil were dying.

Caesar and Itha both realized this, and their shared thought was that they absolutely could not stay in that position for even a second longer.

Caesar took off first, and Ita immediately spread his wings and flew away. A second after they left, the scorched earth on the ground where they had just stood rapidly spread out.

A deep, resonant whale call echoed through the night sky, and then everyone noticed that the rain was starting to subside.

"My hand, my hand, what happened?"

The soldiers below, who had just escaped the center of the battle, suddenly discovered that their bodies were aging rapidly. From their fingertips, muscles, skin, and even bones, they were shrinking. In just a few seconds, a living person fell to the ground and became a dried-up corpse, which quickly crumbled into powder.

At the same time, a spiritual substance was extracted from the corpse and absorbed by the tumor high in the sky.

"He's absorbing the power of souls?" Caesar recognized it immediately.
Not only humans, but everything was transformed into undead creatures and absorbed into the tumor, with crimson light rising from the base of the six stone pillars.

This is accumulating energy, and we can already imagine what will happen after the energy accumulation is complete.

Caesar stared at the face contorted with excitement, his expression grave.

Kaden no longer just wants to destroy the target on the transport ship; he wants to kill everyone on board!

Caesar turned around, changed direction, and flew away rapidly.

Ita caught sight of the fleeing figure, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes.

But now there's something even more deadly than that thief.

Evil Spirit Number Three kept its consciousness locked onto her, displaying its malice towards the dragon that had killed it without reservation.

"asshole."

Ita, suspended in mid-air, sensed the hostile intent directed at him, and the golden light in his pupils intensified.

She turned and soared upwards, with magical halos lighting up and blooming behind her.

She had flown directly above the enormous tumor, and now each of her dragon scales was coated with a strange luster.

At this moment, the rain in the sky and earth converged towards her. Not only rain, but also lightning, ice crystals, and even sparks in the dark clouds converged towards her. These elements that existed around her were mixing and transforming into a higher quality substance.

The fifth-tier spell is [Elemental Annihilation]. Below it is the fourth-tier spell, Elemental Torrent. However, Elemental Annihilation, which is only one tier higher, is a spell unique to the Dragon Clan, representing the Dragon Clan's ultimate elemental control at the top of the food chain.

"A self-righteous, filthy race!"

Kaden's face on the tumor roared at her, and Ita suddenly felt the malice being inflicted on her intensify.

Click
Blood began to seep from the dragon scales. She gritted her teeth, struggling to complete the spell, but the terrifying pressure grew heavier and heavier.
A pale green light spread out, so gentle and warm that even on the scorched earth, tender green shoots and buds sprouted, as if one were immersed in the embrace of a forest, and even the atmosphere of despair was suppressed.

This natural life force enveloped Ita's body, instantly increasing her resistance to the oppressive feeling.

“That is…” Her gaze fell downwards, and she saw a beautiful figure standing in the center of that natural vitality.

She stood tall amidst the wind and rain, the gale whipping her long, greenish-brown hair and wide cloak. Her pretty face wore a pair of golden glasses, and beneath the lenses, her emerald green eyes were filled with verdant life. Vegetation grew at her feet, and at that moment, she looked like a supreme goddess of life.

【Heart of the Floating Light】, a domain-type spell, is also Muirna's original power.

The incredibly rich natural power is proof of her status as an ancient elven priestess.

"Eliminate the threat!"

"The captain of the Krall Bureau shouted, and a group of members rushed out from behind her."

At this moment, it wasn't just the people from the Krall Bureau who entered; the Black Owl's support team had also arrived.
The infiltration of the "Corruptors" has exceeded the critical point. Not only the transport ship, but also the fish in the canal, the birds and insects in the sky have mutated. These mutated creatures are rushing towards the residential areas on both banks, but they are suppressed again under the domain of Muirna's Heart of Light, and then they are met by the arrival of the Klar Bureau and the Black Owl's support team.

With a sharp crack, the gleaming metal blade sliced ​​through the hissing mouthparts of the insectoid alien. Dalina let out a low groan, swung the multi-sectioned blade in her hand, and cut the two aliens that lunged at her in half at the waist.

With a bang, the head of an alien that had suddenly attacked from behind her was cleaved in two by a claw. Delina turned around and nodded to Doruvan, who had retracted his claw blade.

"Thank you, senior."

At this point, Doruvin had become almost a half-dragon, his body had swelled up, and his arms had turned into thick dragon claws covered with yellowish-brown dragon scales.

Doruvana's golden pupils gazed at the dragon's body in the sky, his eyes slightly lowered.

"Master, may the power of the Holy Dragon protect you."

[Apologies for any reading issues caused by the censorship process in these two chapters.]

(End of this chapter)