Chapter 537: Leave Professional Matters to the Professionals
Chapter 537: Leave Professional Matters to the Professionals
That's what they say, but how can we hold out in this round?
Looking at the growing number of legions in the distance, Ruben felt his heart sink. He wanted to ask more questions, but after hesitating, he ultimately decided to keep quiet.
Indeed, achieving this much is already an impressive feat.
After Director Edward's ambush and uncertain fate, this mission could be considered a complete failure, with almost no chance of success remaining.
However, with limited options, Lyon not only managed to rescue the three of us from the Dead Realm, but also dealt a severe blow to Prince Andre, shaking his foundation and forcing him to risk everything. You've done everything you could."
Although the power gap still seemed significant, since they had done all they could, the rest was up to fate. They would take it one step at a time, and at worst, the outcome would be death!
"Ruben, our chances of winning are actually quite high."
Just as the Dog God had digested himself, Lyon, who was rapidly "digesting" Ruben's soul, faintly sensed the pessimism within Ruben's soul. He couldn't help but gently comfort him, saying, "My Lyon value is just over 10 points, barely reaching the level of a Second-Class Cleaner. But all three of your Lyon values are close to 30 points. Combined, our Lyon values exceed 90 points.
Even if we can't bridge the gap between mortals and gods, that's still the level of a small bureau chief with a Lyon value of 59 points, and we have a Lyon value reserve far surpassing that of a small bureau chief."
There is indeed a chance, but after so many days, your reaction speed has been slowed down to that of an ordinary person. Can you truly guarantee your safety against a fully equipped armed force?
Moreover, when Director Edward was ambushed and his body destroyed, a giant eye appeared in the sky, forcibly sealing his soul within his body. Who knows if they have other accomplices?
However, although he still didn't feel optimistic about Lyon's plan and felt that this "game" had a slim chance of success, he couldn't say anything more. After all, they had been ambushed and nearly defeated, and it was only thanks to Lyon's strength that they had this opportunity. Ruben could only nod and agree, saying, "Go for it, it's all up to you now... But don't feel pressured, you've done your best."
"Don't worry, I've been working on this for so long. If it's still just an all-out effort, then my efforts would be in vain."
Upon seeing the legions of the Coroc Kingdom forming their battle formations, the three seniors felt less confident. After a moment of contemplation, Lyon didn't try to persuade them further. Instead, he reached out and patted the Black Sheep's horn.
"It's time to get to work. This is your specialty."
"Ahahaha! It's finally our turn!"
Hearing Lyon's words, the Black Sheep, who had been staring intently at the legions outside, couldn't contain its excitement. Its head shook slightly, and it took a deep, intoxicated breath of the tense air on the battlefield. Then, with eyes full of joy, it burst into laughter, saying,
"This is it! Ahahaha, give me five minutes! Just five minutes, and I'll make them bleed like rivers!"
You're talking nonsense! When will you get rid of that bad habit?
Upon hearing the Black Sheep's words, Lyon's face darkened, and he reached out to give it a hard slap on the head, saying, "What nonsense are you spouting! Have you forgotten what I told you? I only want them to put down their weapons and engage in hand-to-hand combat. They should fight until they faint, and no killing is allowed!"
"Tsk, you little..."
"Are you going to do it or not? If not, I'll find someone else!"
"Do it! We'll do it!"
After cursing Lyon in his mind, the Black Sheep floated up, looking displeased. The two spiral-shaped black horns on its head dimmed slightly, visibly trembling several times.
As the War Diagonal trembled with its dark yet intense vibrations, an invisible hot wind suddenly swept through the area, centered around the palace.
In just a few breaths, this scorching wind crossed the open space, reaching the soldiers in formation, and even penetrated the thick shells of the tanks and mechs, rising high into the sky, engulfing the airships hundreds of meters above. It seeped into the souls of each soldier.
"Boom!"
Accompanied by a non-existent blast, the six royal legions of the Corlock Kingdom, totaling over eleven thousand soldiers, simultaneously ignited black and red demonic flames within their souls. At the same instant, all of them smelled the familiar intense scent.
Salty iron, bloody flesh;
Scorching heat waves, pungent sulfur;
Suddenly, their veins swelled, and the flames of rage burned within their hearts;
The black and red flames grew stronger, reddening the soldiers' eyes, scorching their flushed faces, boiling the hot liquid in their veins, and causing their throats to uncontrollably roar!
"Kill!!!"
Under the extreme stimulation of 59 points of immersion value, the Black Sheep of the Virgin Bureau, which had been stifled for many years, finally displayed its true power.
In less than a minute, the resilient souls of over eleven thousand soldiers were all covered in the colors of iron and blood. The nameless rage from the depths of their souls overwhelmed their rationality, transforming them into beasts that knew only slaughter.
Guns that could pierce walls, cannons powerful enough to collapse buildings, and airships hovering beyond the range of firearms...
Due to the full eruption of a near-god-level great demon, the Corlock Kingdom's formidable weapons, capable of reducing an entire city to ruins within half an hour, instantly lost their wielders and became abandoned scrap metal, completely ignored.
Everyone within the Black Sheep's ability range, under the dominance of their instincts, discarded everything in their hands that hindered them and frantically charged towards all nearby moving targets.
These beasts, driven solely by the desire to fight, seemed to have lost their fear and hesitation. They disregarded the hands reaching out to strangle them, desperately choking others by the neck until they themselves or their targets passed out. Only then would they stop, either collapsing in a daze or glaring with bloodshot eyes, roaring as they charged towards the next target...
In two minutes and fifteen seconds, the Corlock Kingdom's royal legions were completely annihilated.
...
"This... this..."
The three second-class cleaners, who had just been worried, were now stunned as they witnessed the Corlock legions being defeated in the blink of an eye.
Mona, the female cleaner, stared at the Black Sheep, which was laughing wildly, as if seeing it for the first time. She muttered in shock, "This... this goat is such a powerful aberration?!"
"Haha, I've told you before, I'm a demon! The most ferocious great demon beneath the True God!" The Black Sheep, feeling immensely pleased, turned its head and boasted with pride, "And this is just one-seventh of my power! Are you scared yet? Ahahaha!
Let me tell you, with my once-in-a-lifetime talent, if I hadn't been too greedy and tried to claim all seven deadly sins, I could have become a Demigod long ago!"
(End of Chapter)
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