A Villain's Journey Begins in the Type-Moon World

The target was directly those areas that, after the previous natural disasters, were riddled with cities, littered with sharp Originium crystals, or collapsed into dangerous traps. A blinding blue magical light flashed, and a chilling current swept across the land!

Click!Click!

Almost instantly, those dangerous ruins and crystallized areas were completely covered and frozen by a thick, smooth, and chilling layer of ice.

This layer of solid ice not only temporarily isolated the deadly Originium dust from the contaminated ground, creating a stable and safe foothold for the Reunion Army warriors who would later land on the dragons, but also instantly transformed this chaotic battlefield into an extremely cold domain belonging to them.

On this frozen battlefield they created themselves, the Yeti Squad's strength received a terrifying boost!

Their eyes were sharper, their movements swifter. With Frostnova's command, countless ice spikes, ice blades, and shockwaves of frost were precisely controlled like a blizzard, wave after wave, ruthlessly and efficiently sweeping away the remaining Ursus soldiers.

Every cold wave that sweeps by is accompanied by the crisp sound of life being frozen and shattered.

"Clear all remaining army groups! Victory will surely belong to the Reunion Movement!" Wang Chong's cold yet powerful voice resounded across the battlefield, like a final verdict.

"Kill—!!" A deafening battle cry erupted, soaring into the sky! The elite warriors of the Reunion Movement on the back of the flying dragons were like tigers descending the mountain, each displaying their unique skills as they swooped down from the sky, some controlling their mounts to spew fiery poisonous breath, others wielding their weapons, rushing like a tide towards the remaining Ursus Group soldiers who were completely dominated by fear.

"Quickly! Messenger! Send a message to the warships immediately! Order them to move out at all costs! Even if the artillery fire destroys our own walls! Order them to use all their heavy firepower to suppress those damned flying dragons in the sky immediately!! We cannot let them continue to slaughter us like this!"

Marshal Constantine's eyes were bloodshot as he roared at his staff, the only retaliation he could think of at the moment.

"Something terrible has happened, Marshal!"

The staff officer, his face ashen, scrambled over, bringing devastating news:

"Warships... the warship command center reports that since the appearance of those flying dragons, the propulsion systems of both warships have inexplicably and completely failed! They are completely unable to start!"

"Moreover...moreover, all the passages and hatches leading to the deck and weapon platforms are completely blocked by abnormally grown, extremely solid Originium crystals! The soldiers and technicians inside are desperately trying to clear them, but there's absolutely no way they can come out to support us anytime soon!"

"What did you say?!" Constantine grabbed the staff officer by the collar, his voice trembling with extreme anger and fear. "Two warships...both of them have the same problem?! Answer me!"

"..." The staff officer's lips moved, but he couldn't utter any words of explanation. His pale and desperate expression spoke volumes, ruthlessly confirming the worst-case scenario.

"A natural disaster... a bizarrely shifting natural disaster... The Reunion Movement, at this most critical moment, gathered all its most elite forces to launch a general offensive... and at this extremely urgent juncture, our warships mysteriously went out of control, trapping 100,000 troops inside iron coffins..."

Constantine staggered back a step, his mind reeling from the fragmented clues:

The unusual nature of the natural disaster, the enemy's precise timing, the warship's bizarre malfunctions... all these elements, at this moment, seemed to be strung together by an invisible venomous snake, forming a clear and terrifying answer.

He gave a bitter smile, a smile more painful than tears, filled with bitterness and a chilling coldness:

"Heh...heh...so it wasn't fate playing tricks on us...it was the Reunion Movement! It was all the Reunion Movement's doing!"

"What...what kind of monsters are we fighting? They can even manipulate and control natural disasters so easily..."

Constantine realized the truth in that instant, but unfortunately, this belated realization was meaningless; he had completely lost even the chance to regret it.

"Ah—my God! What...what the hell is that?!"

Just as the remaining war mages and ordinary mages on Ursus' side had barely managed to gather together from the chaos and were trembling as they prepared to join forces to unleash Originium magic for a desperate fight, an irresistible and overwhelmingly terrifying suction force suddenly descended.

They were horrified to discover that the Originium energy they had painstakingly gathered and were preparing to unleash had instantly collapsed and disintegrated like a sand tower!

All the Originium energy in the surrounding space was brutally stripped away and extracted by an invisible force so powerful it was despair-inducing!

In the sky, a petite figure floated silently.

"White Luo Extinguishes Essence!"

The figure was Amiya. She had completely released the power that had been binding her, and the vast Originium energy flowed around her like a surging river, finally converging and compressing at her raised hands.

A massive energy vortex, over a kilometer in radius and as deep as a black hole, rapidly formed above her. The vortex slowly rotated, radiating a terrifying pressure capable of destroying everything. Its sheer size and immense energy were enough to instill despair and suffocation in the very soul of any Ursus soldier who witnessed it.

The Ursus warlocks tried their best to seize a sliver of energy, but it was like ants trying to shake a tree. Their meager power seemed so laughable and powerless in the face of Amiya's absolute control over [White Luo Extinction].

“Go!” Amiya’s voice was calm and carried an unquestionable tone.

Guided by her will, countless fine, pure energy threads suddenly formed within the massive, dark vortex.

These filaments of light, though seemingly thin, contain terrifying cutting and annihilating power, like the hair of the legendary Grim Reaper, silently sweeping across the battlefield!

Wherever it passed, sturdy armor and strong bodies were easily torn apart as if sliced ​​through butter by a hot knife. Vast numbers of Ursus soldiers fell in rows like stalks of wheat being harvested by an invisible giant scythe, their lives vanishing in an instant.

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Chapter 469 Battle Ends

Meanwhile, in other corners of the battlefield, every elite operator from Rhodes Island was demonstrating extraordinary strength on their respective fronts, ruthlessly and efficiently eliminating the enemies before them.

"Holy crap! What... what level of Originium Arts is this? When did Amiya's strength increase to this extent?"

As Misery deftly dodged several crossbow bolts, he stared incredulously at the astonishingly large black vortex and the countless deathly rays of light swirling in the sky, and couldn't help but gasp in surprise.

"In terms of form... it's very similar to the Originium Arts style of Princess Theresa, both involving the manipulation and precise weaving of energy threads... It seems that Amiya has truly inherited this power from her."

Logos analyzed calmly, his tone carrying a hint of barely perceptible emotion.

As he spoke, he casually flicked his long fingers through the air, and several streaks of azure flames spontaneously ignited, instantly turning several Ursus soldiers who were trying to ambush him with heavy crossbows into screaming fireballs.

At this moment, Kal'tsit found herself in a position that evoked incredibly complex emotions. She was forced to share the back of a dragon with two women who stirred her own feelings, both gazing down at Amiya's awe-inspiring performance.

"Oh? Amiya's Originium Arts are quite impressive... Are those energy threads? That's a very thoughtful and creative way of using them."

The female doctor sat steadily on the dragon's saddle, calmly directing the other ordinary dragon riders to fight together via the communicator, while commenting on Amiya's feat below with great interest, her tone carrying a hint of approval.

“Yes, Amiya does have great potential; she’s a good kid,” Precys’s voice sounded behind the female doctor, his tone gentle.

From an angle out of the female doctor's sight, her slender fingers gracefully traced lines in the air, instantly creating exquisite Originium barriers that effortlessly intercepted and deflected several crossbow bolts aimed at their mounts and scattered magical attacks.

She could even silently reverse the trajectory of the energy, precisely reflecting it back to the attacker, causing the enemy to die from her own attack.

Precys continued, "Of course, this is also thanks to Dr. Kal'tsit for raising and educating her with great care during the years you were away. You agree, don't you, Kal'tsit?"

Her gaze shifted to Kal'tsit, carrying an indescribable meaning.

"Ah... um..."

Kal'tsit gave a vague reply, her gaze lingering on Prissis's without her looking away, and chose to remain silent.

She was equally astonished, completely unaware that little Amiya had already mastered Princess Theresa's signature skills to such an amazing degree, even surpassing her.

At the same time, all she wanted was for this fierce battle to end as soon as possible. Caught between these two women of special status and with a delicate relationship, the invisible tension in the air made her feel an unprecedented sense of oppression and suffocation, almost unable to breathe.

What troubled her even more was her worry about mon3tr. Since she secretly dispatched it to carry out the critical mission of crippling the Ursus warships, she had received no further information from mon3tr.

She had tried several times to secretly inquire about Wang Chong's situation through the black mist, but Wang Chong never responded. This unusual silence made her feel extremely uneasy.

……

After about three hours of fierce fighting, the city of Murmangra was now almost a river of blood, with the mangled corpses of Ursus soldiers scattered everywhere.

In the brutal fighting within the city, Rhodes Island and the Reunion Movement together annihilated more than 60,000 enemy troops, forcing the remaining 40,000 Ursus soldiers to finally lay down their weapons and surrender to the Reunion Movement.

Meanwhile, the more than 100,000 Ursus soldiers trapped inside the two giant warships arrived late, but were powerless to turn the tide.

Without the strong support of warships, these ordinary soldiers were simply no match for the Reunion Movement's main force, which was almost unscathed.

In the ensuing battle, the Union eliminated more than 40,000 Ursus soldiers who came to reinforce them, and the remaining 60,000 also chose to surrender.

Just then, a system notification sounded in Wang Chong's ear:

"Ding—Your main quest [Conquer Terra] has been updated. The progress of the first stage quest objective 3 [Gentlemen, I Love War] is as follows:"

Congratulations, host! You have successfully annihilated the Ursus Third and Fourth Armies, completely controlling the entire eastern region of Ursus and establishing a separate kingdom with the Ursus Empire! Your power has officially entered the arena of Terra Conquest!

You have successfully defeated Field Marshal Constantine of the Third and Fourth Armies, earning 1 reputation points. Due to fulfilling certain requirements, a triple reward has been triggered, granting you 3 reputation points. Your current reputation value is: 222 points!

"Ding—Congratulations, host, for completing mission objective 3 [Gentlemen, I love war]. As you have met the requirements, you have been awarded an additional 1 villain points, one chance to draw a full-dimensional character, and one villain template."

"Ding—The mission will be updated soon. A brand new mission will be released in one day. Please check back."

As Wang Chong listened to the system's announcement, his gaze fell on Marshal Constantine, who had fallen beneath his sword, and a sense of emotion welled up within him.

Not long ago, when this captured marshal was brought before him, he uttered his final sigh:

"The fall of the empire is not solely my fault. I have also read your writings and finally understand how that passionate young man, who once vowed to serve his country and fight for glory throughout his life, gradually lost his original aspirations and ended up in this state..."

"Hahaha... A sinful slave? Looking back on my life, the most enjoyable time of my life was actually the years I spent as an ordinary soldier in the army."

"Back then, when we followed the late emperor, we all firmly believed that we could make this country better. Who could have imagined that in the end... we would become the termites gnawing at the foundations of the empire..."

Faced with the heartfelt words of this marshal on his deathbed, Wang Chong simply responded:

"A dying man's words are good. Marshal Ursus, your son, though of mediocre talent, has not committed too many wrongdoings. It is just that, being in his position, he has possessed many things that he should not have. He will accept the reform and transformation, and become once again the good son who fought for the country all his life in your heart."

Upon hearing this, Constantine closed his eyes as if relieved: "Hahaha... That's good... That's good..."

After that, Constantine said nothing more.

Ultimately, the Ursus Marshal, who had been fighting the Reunion Movement for months, along with his confidants and a group of high-ranking generals, were sentenced to death one by one in a solemn trial ceremony, and Constantine himself was beheaded and his head displayed in public.

After dealing with the senior Ursus generals, the focus shifted to clearing the battlefield and resettling the people of Murmangra.

Fortunately, thanks to the early planning of the Reunion Movement, members went deep into the city before the war began, persuading people to seek refuge in shelters.

Therefore, although the war, which was accompanied by natural disasters, destroyed half of the city, the civilians in the city were almost unaffected and were spared.

On the other hand, when Kal'tsit learned that mon3tr and Ascalon had returned safely, she finally felt relieved.

She later learned that it was the two of them who successfully infiltrated and destroyed the warship's core propulsion system, rendering it completely paralyzed at a critical moment and preventing it from being deployed to the battlefield in time, thus buying precious time for the victory of the battle.

Looking at the battlefield where the outcome was already decided, Scout couldn't help but ask, "So, does this mean the entire Eastern Region is now under the control of the whole country?"

Kal'tsit nodded in confirmation: "The power structure of Terra has been completely changed. A powerful new force has officially stepped onto the international stage from this day forward."

She paused briefly before announcing her well-considered decision:

"As for Rhodes Island, as an important collaborator, we will now be officially incorporated into the Reunion Movement's system. Through our joint decision, Amiya and I have decided that Rhodes Island will be fully integrated into the Reunion Movement. From this day forward, we are the Rhodes Island division under the Reunion Movement."

The purpose of gathering most of the elite operators here was to announce this matter. The elite operators were not surprised by this outcome.

For a long time, they had been fighting side by side with the Reunion Movement, inseparable. With the combined efforts of Kal'tsit, Amiya, the female doctor, and Wang Chong, Rhodes Island reaching this point was almost a natural progression.

Ace, representing everyone, stated: "As long as our Rhodes Island allies remain together, and Mr. Wang Chong has promised to preserve our considerable autonomy and independence, then it's simply a matter of formally submitting to a powerful force from our past state of wandering. We all agree on the pros and cons of this."

Seeing that no one had any objections, Kal'tsit did not dwell on the issue and quickly moved on to the next specific work arrangements.

After assigning various post-war matters to the Rhodes Island operators, Kal'tsit adjourned the meeting and turned to return to her tent with mon3tr.

"Hehehe, how strange, you old woman would actually choose to be obsequious?" A harsh voice suddenly rang out from behind her.

"Click—"

Before Kal'tsit could finish speaking, mon3tr shot out like a black lightning bolt. Its six sharp claws, accompanied by a shrill whistling sound as they tore through the air, instantly reached the insolent person. Its scarlet compound eyes were fixed on the opponent, as if it would tear him to shreds in the next second.

"Stop, mon3tr." Kal'tsit's voice was calm and authoritative.

mon3tr's claws abruptly stopped a fraction of an inch from the man's nose, no longer advancing. Even without Kal'tsit's order, she wouldn't actually kill him.

If you ask why, it's because she could clearly smell her father Wang Chong's scent on the intruder.

"Heh heh, that was really scary, it almost scared me to death." The man took a step back, his tone still carrying his usual arrogance, but he couldn't hide a hint of guilt.

After all, the suffocating sense of oppression of mon3tr is no bluff.

“W…” Kal'tsit, hands in her pockets, slowly turned around, her gaze falling on the other person, her tone still calm and indifferent, “Why did you have to come here specifically to mock me?”

Chapter 470 The Madman W

"Why would I deliberately mock you? What? You've squandered His Highness's inheritance on that man, don't I even have the right to make a few sarcastic remarks?"

Looking at Kal'tsit in front of him, w said with complete confidence:

"You call yourself her best friend, and this is how you ruin what she left behind."

However, the scene of Kal'tsit's anger and embarrassment that W had expected did not appear. She just listened silently, as if she were not the one speaking at all.

"...You bastard, you really don't care at all... Ha, that's right, you have a man now, and you have this little monster with him!"

w glared fiercely at mon3tr. She had personally witnessed this girl calling Wang Chong "father" and Kal'tsit "mother."

"So what? Who are you trying to impress with that angry look?" Kal'tsit said slowly. "You just said you didn't even have the right to mock me... Ha, but in fact, you really don't have that right."

"Aren't you just like me... a victim of his clutches?"

"Shut up—!!" Upon hearing the words "forbidden lover," W immediately interrupted as if provoked.

“I’m not like you! Whether it’s that bastard Ines or you, you’ve both succumbed to your own desires and become his lackeys!”

"Oh...so you mean you haven't become his lackey?" Kal'tsit asked calmly.

"Nonsense—you should know! Even if I were a dog, I would only be... ha... ha... her dog."

W clenched his fist and roared:

"I groveled before him, all for His Highness... so that her dream could one day come true! So that the truth behind her murder could be uncovered, and those murderers could be found and revenge taken!!"

"So I want to gain power, influence! Even if it means doing things I don't want to do! I'm not like you guys who have already given up!"