Chapter 669 Obviously, I'm More Correct (W-Sized Chapter Seeking Monthly Tickets!)

The anomaly came from the northwest sky.

Ancient myths often tell of such legends—that when the cities of the ancient gods still existed in the world, there were floating temples suspended above the clouds.

The gods had such great power that they could lift continents and transform them into stars and moons. Disaster-realm powerhouses might also be able to do it, at least lifting a mountain would most likely not be a problem.

But no one had ever imagined that a metal warship a thousand meters long could actually hang high in the sky.

"What is that?!"

Someone in the fleet cried out in alarm. Many people looked up and seemed to see a rising morning star.

The purplish-white star suddenly flashed, then rapidly expanded, transforming into a beam of light piercing through the clouds, like a sharp sword cutting through the sky, sweeping across the entire battlefield in an instant.

Wherever the beam of light passed, elements stirred, matter disintegrated, and rainwater twisted and rose, transforming into rings of mist that expanded and exploded.

Because the anomaly had been detected in advance, and because the person releasing the light cannon didn't want to attack directly, the vanguard regiment of the Third Army Group, which had been urgently evading, was not hit—but with a rustling sound like melting ice and snow, a bottomless hole directly appeared on the earth, the edges and depths of which were filled with flowing magma.

In order to bypass this giant hole, which was over three hundred meters in diameter, the Third Army Group, which had been advancing rapidly, had to slow down, notify the rear warships to detour, and reorganize their ranks.

This completely shattered their original unstoppable momentum.

The afterglow of the purplish-white beam of light had not yet dissipated. Looking along the straight line towards the origin of the beam, one could see a cluster of crystals on the top of the rhomboid warship, slowly dimming.

Fairy Light Cannon, to put it bluntly, is a high-purity source energy beam cannon created using the Primal Sun Engine as a power source. High concentrations of pure source energy can dissolve all non-supernatural substances known in the Aean world. Even if a dragon were hit by one, it would surely die, capable of eliminating all evil in the world.

The muzzle releasing the Fairy Light Cannon is a crystal, modeled after the crystal on the chest of Su Zhou's warship form and Divine Bird form, possessing powerful spiritual energy focusing abilities.

But if anyone thinks that this thing is an important weak point, they would be sorely mistaken.

This rather large and extremely dazzling, eye-catching crystal is essentially just an energy conductor. The real muzzle is located in the abdomen of the Primal Sun Ship, closest to the source energy engine. The crystal only transfers the energy from there to the front.

"That's a warship..."

"So big! And there's no one else's power, this warship is really flying by its own power!"

The many reconnaissance personnel who saw the Primal Sun Ship widened their eyes.

The flying warship in the detection array was simply too oppressive. The silver-black mixed outer armor was thick and sturdy, and the armor plates cast from perfect metal could be described as indestructible.

The muzzles protruding from the gaps between these armor plates were like irresistible spears, ready to unleash destructive power that could destroy everything.

After Su Zhou's modification, the Primal Sun Ship no longer had a conventional bridge. It was essentially a giant weapon controlled by Xiaoxiao, containing firepower from the interstellar era and automation technology from the magical world.

And when these two are combined, plus a warship fairy, the result is naturally one plus one plus one greater than three.

"Still advancing?"

Above the sky, Xiaoxiao originally thought that a single shot from the Fairy Light Cannon would be enough to temporarily halt the Third Army Group's march, but she didn't expect that the Third Army Group had seen similar situations many times.

They had fought dozens of times against forces guarded by Disaster-realm powerhouses. Although the destructive power of the Fairy Light Cannon was terrifying, it was still not comparable to the true fury of a Disaster-realm powerhouse, which was akin to a natural disaster.

At this, Xiaoxiao couldn't help but frown slightly.

In the moral code of fairies, they would never resort to force unless absolutely necessary. Whether it was poetry recitation, painting competitions, or even a speed calculation contest, disputes could be resolved. Only on matters where there could be no compromise would fairies use their unbelievable talents to unleash the destruction of the elements upon their enemies.

But humans are different. Humans will always bet their lives for things that fairies consider insignificant.

If that's the case, then there's no need to say more.

Silver fairies are not elemental fairies. As artificial fairies, they don't just possess a single talent attribute.

In fact, although not comparable to any natural fairy, they do indeed possess the all-attribute affinity that many spellcasters in the multiverse dream of.

Therefore, what awaits the enemies of silver fairies is never the destruction of a single element.

But a torrent of spells.

Above the sky, the silver-black warship adjusted its muzzles. The Primal Sun Ship was now a high-altitude fire support platform, with thousands of muzzles and focusing crystals flashing with merciless light.

Then, amidst the loud shouts and warnings of numerous reconnaissance personnel, numerous light spots flashed in the sky above, making the daytime sky seem to be lit up with stars.

Immediately afterwards, a torrent of elements erupted, sweeping down from the clouds—an uncountable number of various elemental spells, source energy artillery fire, the colorful radiance was incomparably dazzling under the reflection of the Holy Sun, like a rainbow giant wave falling in the sky.

The Primal Sun Research Ship was a mobile research warship created by the former Pre-Epoch civilization to cope with the end of the world. In the past, it did not have any armed components, but was simply traveling around to save the world.

And now, the Primal Sun Warship is also working hard to prevent the apocalypse.

In another more direct way.

Su Zhou never hides anything from anyone. Xiaoxiao knows the ending of her perfect deduction.

She knows that she will die four hundred years later due to the collapse of the world. That Solar Emperor, who can mess up the entire world in just a few hundred years, is definitely her true enemy.

And as his blade, the Third Army Group has come with ill intentions, intending to attack Professor Svetlye and others, the hope for the future of this world.

Although silver fairies are kind, they never show mercy.

The rainbow-colored torrent of spells descended. This was a barrage of firepower at the level of a cosmic warship. Bright explosions intertwined and erupted on the earth, blocking all advancing paths.

The Third Army Group was forced to stop in a true sense, but they were experienced after all. Each warship began to converge according to its platoon, forming magic circle circuits, raising source energy shields to block the Primal Sun Ship's artillery fire.

Xiaoxiao's first round of volley landed on these source energy shields, exploding into numerous dazzling firelights. Except for the shields of small warships being somewhat shaky, there were no problems with medium-sized warships and above.

Although forced to stop, the Third Army Group would not suffer casualties under this level of offensive.

Even, having stopped, they still had the strength to counterattack.

During the interval when the Primal Sun Ship's firepower paused, the Third Army Group, which had locked onto the position of the warship in the sky, began to directly retaliate.

Fierce artillery fire surged out from the main combat sections of the fleet, like a retrograde meteor shower, or even a rainstorm, covering every corner around the Primal Sun Ship.

But the Primal Sun Ship is, after all, an advanced warship at the level of a spaceship, and it is controlled by a warship fairy. Those artillery barrages that land-based ships, which only have a two-dimensional range of movement and can only move and dodge back and forth, cannot avoid, are not unsolvable for a spaceship that can move in three-dimensional space.

It rapidly moved up and down to dodge. If it really couldn't dodge, it would raise its shields to resist.

For a time, although Xiaoxiao could ensure that she would not be hit by the firepower, she had no time to concentrate on counterattacking.

But Xiaoxiao was not fighting alone from the beginning.

"Quickly get out of the way, Xiaoxiao! Then use Fairy Thunderbolt to counterattack!"

On the ground, Su Zhou's voice resounded throughout the heavens and earth, even the enemies could hear it.

But just as the people of the Third Army Group were thinking about what exactly Thunderbolt was, they saw that in the sky, the warship began to accelerate.

It rapidly pulled up its altitude, and then reached above the Third Army Group.

At this moment, Xiaoxiao controlled the Primal Sun Ship to accumulate power. The blazing white source energy flickered like lightning between her scattered silver hair, like endless electric light.

"Thunderbolt!"

She also shouted loudly.

Although the silver fairy didn't understand what Thunderbolt was at all, she knew that at this time, she should activate 'that weapon'!

All the steel tracks on the surface of the warship that didn't look like gun barrels or focusing crystals were activated, and the charging crystal grids jumped up one by one.

The 'Peace-Class' electromagnetic cannon was activated.

By the way, there were also 'Justice-Class' and 'Truth-Class' above it.

The violent current surged, followed by a buzzing sound from the bottom. The metal projectiles, accelerated to the extreme, were almost melted into molten iron. In the sky, they were like golden-orange rays tearing the atmosphere, carrying kinetic energy comparable to that of a heavy artillery explosion, exploding on the source energy shield, and countless golden metal solutions splashed, like fireworks.

Too dense. The number of electromagnetic cannons pushed by a power far exceeding Thunderbolt was over a thousand. Even the source energy shield could not completely intercept them. Some of the shells passed through the defense network, hit and penetrated the outer armor of some warships, forcing them to carry out on-the-spot repairs.

Even the flagship Dominator, which had heavy armor, vibrated violently under the impact of this dense metal stream. The alarm sounds of being hit sounded shrilly, just like when they were fighting against the rebels of the old capital, facing the rebels who temporarily controlled the old capital's firepower system.

But at that time, the old capital rebels had six Disaster-realm leaders, and the highest-level firepower defense network in the old capital… But now, they were facing just one warship!

"Stop! Stop the counterattack! Focus on defense, with preserving combat capability as the first priority!"

Inside the flagship, except for the Aharonov father and son, all the staff officers and officers were dizzy from the shock, their heads were completely muddled. They couldn't understand why the enemy only had one warship, but the firepower seemed to be facing the entire fleet.

What they didn't know was that Su Zhou's level of Artisan Creation was not high enough, and he hadn't found suitable raw materials. Otherwise, he would have rubbed a set of Celestial colonial armor for Xiaoxiao on the spot, and let them see how strong a fairy the size of half a mountain could be!

At that time, what would this firepower be?

Okolyolov, Aharonov's son, a major general of the Third Army Group, and the future leader of the army group, ordered with a headache, ordering the fleet not to advance rashly to avoid greater losses: "Contract the defense line, with four warships as a group, interconnect the source energy shields, and ensure that there are no casualties!"

"Repeat, the enemy holds unexpected firepower. Advancing rashly is futile. Defend with all your strength!"

Since his father, Aharonov, entered semi-retirement, this young man with flaxen hair has become the true commander of the Third Army Group. The old general, who had a son late in life, educated him into a qualified general. He could coldly regard his subordinates as numbers when necessary, but when it wasn't necessary, he still prioritized preserving his forces.

Aharonov nodded, watching his son show qualified qualities. He walked to the porthole and looked at the Primal Sun Ship in the sky.

If someone is commanding and judging, then he can save some trouble and carefully consider what is going on now.

This time, Aharonov brought his Third Army Group to the Northwest Wilderness, essentially not intending to really raid the Holy Sun Pope, the Torchlight Leader, and Professor Svetlye.

His purpose was actually to get them to leave the Northwest Wilderness, to separate these people and return to their respective territories and strongholds.

That is where the real ambush location is—around the mobile city of the Torchlight Order, three army groups are already waiting for an opportunity, and next to the Holy Sun Church, seven mobile war fortresses have formed an encirclement.

As the most elite of the imperial direct army groups, what they have to do is force the other party to leave here and separate.

Aharonov thought this was a very simple task. After all, the other party only had three warships. Even if the other party had three very powerful Disaster-realm powerhouses, they shouldn't recklessly attack for the sake of their friendly forces on their own warships.

It should be so—generally speaking, who would have thought that three warships, or even just one warship, could suppress the entire army group, even unilaterally suppress them and beat them?

At the original tripartite meeting, the Holy Sun Church and the Torchlight Order were even more shocked than the Third Army Group.

After all, the Third Army Group had also considered the scenario of being attacked by three Disaster-realm powerhouses at the same time, so they had made solid defense preparations. Even if they were forced to stop their advance, it was not particularly unacceptable.

But for the Holy Sun Pope and the Leader, what they could see was the Third Army Group stopping.

One ship, the Primal Sun Ship, one ship did what countless powerful armies could not do in the past!

At this moment, on the earth, some of the Third Army Group's warships were still conducting sporadic counterattacks, but obviously, this had no effect.

Even if the Primal Sun Ship's shield was weakened to the weakest because of the full attack, its outer armor was also unusually strong, and being hit would only slightly tilt it, without affecting its movement.

"It seems that perhaps it is the opposite of what we expected."

Watching this scene, Aharonov couldn't help but sigh. He knew that the current situation was an insurmountable dilemma for the Third Army Group, which was still just a ground army.

Now, their choices were only two.

One was to forcibly advance against the Primal Sun Ship's firepower, which was a bit too strong, and continue to implement the original plan—but the result of this was that the vanguard would be heavily damaged, and they might not even win in the end.

The other was to stabilize their position and slowly withdraw. This would allow them to withdraw almost unscathed, and then decide what to do after they figured out what the flying warship in the sky was.

Aharonov could not choose the second one.

As Count Avendell was killed in the south, Seabreeze City left the continent despite the warnings, and the Glint Society was established in the southeast, the imperial prestige has been repeatedly damaged, causing quite a shock in the domestic situation, and those southern nobles who were originally deterred have begun to stir.

If the invincible Third Army Group were to collapse without a fight at this moment, then the world he had pacified with so many years of fighting would start to become chaotic again.

"Even the worst order is better than no order."

Lowering his gaze, Aharonov looked remotely in the direction of Su Zhou and others. He murmured to himself: "What's more, the current order is far from being the worst."

Emperor Asmodeus XIII, His Majesty the Solar Emperor, is it possible that he is wrong?

Although Aharonov solemnly rebuked his friend, First Knight Iloviz, for his doubts, he actually knew in his heart that he had also thought about this point, and had come to an answer.

Indeed, it is possible to be wrong.

However, it is definitely not considered wrong.

How can there be so many black and white things in this world? The worst villains may also be very loving to their relatives, and the best good people may also be verbally abusive to those they hate.

As an emperor, Asmodeus XIII is far from being the worst compared to his counterparts over the millennia.

What's more, the old general witnessed the growth of the Solar Emperor and witnessed his entire journey.

Asmodeus XIII was not the eldest son of the royal family when he was young. He was just a young man who was tired of the blood relatives killing each other and just wanted to take risks with his friends. He traveled around the continent with himself and the knights, wanting to get rid of this disturbing world and explore the distant places that no one had ever seen.

But the more he walked, the more he traveled, and the more he witnessed this world, the more he could see the many sufferings.

Famine, war, destroyed mobile cities, and crowds of people forced to leave their homes and infected with the demonic disease... These are just the basics, happening in every corner of the world.

Want to help, but can't help. Want to save, but powerless.

Even if they are saved, they are like dust. Looking back at the people who are still alive now, they are just dry bones in the wilderness.

Aharonov still remembers that they once passed through a small village, where the fields could not produce because of the aftermath of the natural disaster, and the entire village fell into famine, falling into a situation where people ate people.

A village girl who kindly showed them the way and warned them to leave here quickly found herself being pressed on the bed by angry villagers when she woke up at night. They clamored that they had let go of three people, just wanting to starve them to death, and that they would use the village girl's flesh as compensation, while her family watched coldly from the side.

When the trio arrived and rescued the village girl, she had already had one of her hands chopped off, and her flesh was being eaten by the villagers.

The painfully crying village girl begged the trio not to kill her relatives, and sent her back to her hometown, another village dozens of miles away. The guilty trio did so, and sent the woman who was about to lose a hand back to her hometown, and left under the thanks of her parents and brothers.

But this was not the end—the suspicious knight lurked in the village, and sure enough, in the middle of the night, he heard such discussions in this village, which was also in famine.

"Liss is missing a hand, she can't do farm work anymore. Instead of leaving her behind to waste food, why don't we kill her and eat her ourselves?"

The village girl who was rescued for the second time went crazy. She chose to commit suicide. The trio silently buried her in a forest, and then set off.

However, this was still not the end.

Three years later, the trio who returned to the area around this village saw that the original village was only a ruin and corpses were everywhere. Only a few refugees were wandering around, and in the place where they buried the village girl's body, there was a pit, with scattered bones around.

According to the traces, the village girl's body should have been dug out and eaten not long after they buried it. And there were no other fields around this village, and it was impossible for the mobile city to accommodate the residents of these settled villages, so they had no way to go and completely entered a battle royale state.

At that time, the angry emperor wanted to burn those refugees who had obviously killed and eaten people. Those refugees were indifferent in the face of the burning blade, and their numb eyes even showed a desire.

"Died... will not be hungry." They muttered almost foolishly.

Aharonov still remembers that it was himself and the knight who stopped the emperor at that time.

The knight said the same thing to him as he had said not long ago.

"After all, it is the fault of us knights and nobles that we did not take good care of our people, so they had to do this—they are guilty, but Mikhail, are you qualified to judge them? What do you have to do with these people?"

His words were powerful, with the power and questioning of directly hitting Mikhail—that is, Asmodeus XIII's heart.

The knight said: "They will die, but they should never die under your sword. You are not a prince or an emperor, but just a ranger who has given up his responsibility!"

"If you want to be a chivalrous man, you can. If you want to judge sins, you can't!"

"...I will be qualified."

Aharonov still remembers that was the emperor's answer that year. The golden-haired young man put the burning blade back into its sheath. He stared at the land in front of him and the people he was not qualified to judge.

The man said in a deep voice: "One day, I will."

He also remembers that the knight's expression was not very happy at that time, because what Iloviz wanted to hear was a lofty sense of responsibility such as "I will not let such suffering appear on the earth again", not just a rising desire for power.

But just as he had advised that year.

"How can there be so many Holy Emperors? Iloviz, at least Mikhail has cheered up. He is much better than those parasites of the empire."

"Iloviz, Knight, it is because of your noble heart, your avoidance of reality, and your pursuit of adventure that we will rise up and turn around to reshape the world, and Mikhail will become the emperor."

Now, Aharonov lowered his eyes and sighed in a low voice: "So, don't participate in this not-so-correct war."

"Qualification... Heh, in this world, who is qualified to let a group of people sacrifice for another group of people?"

Sighing, the old general stood up.

He is the maintainer of order and the pillar of the empire. Since the Third Army Group cannot break through the predicament by itself, then it is his turn to take action now.

But just as Aharonov stood up, another figure also stood up, standing side by side with him.

"Father."

The man with flaxen hair raised his head and smiled: "Let me be with you this time!"

"...Okay."

Looking at his son, this young man who regarded himself, the knight, and the emperor as idols since he was a child, a new generation of strong men, Aharonov nodded seriously, and then smiled again.

Yes, the current empire is not good enough. Their old people can't change anything anymore, but there are still young people in the future, and there are their own blood descendants, who will continue to pass on the will to change.

It may not be the correct path, but as long as it can continue to exist and continue, it will always come to the correct path.

"High-energy reaction detected!"

Above the sky, Xiaoxiao, who was still pouring firepower and suppressing the Third Army Group, intending to force them to leave, suddenly had a warning bell in her heart.

She shifted the direction of the observation lens and looked to the other side.

Then, she saw that a heaven-piercing source energy wave was shaking the earth and mountains, and the majestic earth element was condensing and attaching in the sky and the earth, and finally turned into a giant like a rock peak that stood on the earth.

Just looking at this giant makes people feel a sense of insignificance and powerlessness. His skin is made of gray-brown rock, with unevenness all over his body. His eyes are like golden gems, flowing with the purest earth element light.

Clouds and mists are the giant's veil, and the wilderness and hills are the carpets under his feet, and the giant himself is a moving mountain range, a standing fortress.

His mere existence blocked one-fifth of Xiaoxiao's vision.

And there are two such giants.

Just as everyone on the Aean continent has related bloodlines in their bodies, Aharonov and his son both have the bloodline of ancient dwarves. Their human bodies are not tall, but just as dwarves are the sons of towering mountains, the mind-light bodies of Aharonov and his son, who have raised their strength to the Disaster realm, are true mountain giants!

One mountain giant is holding a long spear. The other mountain giant is holding a long bow.

They act in concert, and the giant in the rear raises his long bow, blocking Xiaoxiao's path of action.

The mountain giant holding the long spear appeared younger and shorter, but launched the first attack.

He raised his arm, drummed up his strength, aimed at the Primal Sun Ship, and then launched the spear in his hand!

Although this javelin is just a phantom of the earth element, it can still break through the atmosphere and bring a shrill tearing sound in the world. The brown light is like a meteor, splitting the sky in an instant.

And this shot is not that simple. Xiaoxiao sensed a change in gravity from this javelin: the ability of this mountain giant's mind-light body is to give mass to the earth element he can control!

That shot clearly had no weight, just the condensation of elements, but it could bring a whistling sound like a solid object. This ability to give mass is really incredible, and it is much more convenient and difficult to deal with than virtual and real conversion!

Because she discovered it early, so without Su Zhou's reminder, Xiaoxiao avoided this shot with an emergency increase in altitude—this earth element javelin pierced through the clouds and flew straight towards the end of the sky. Heaven knows how far away it will hit an innocent mountain range.

If it were really hit, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The outer armor of the Primal Sun Ship might be broken through a layer!

As for how many layers of outer armor and how many layers of inner armor the Primal Sun Ship has, that is another matter.

After all, the mass difference is too great, and it will definitely be difficult to continue flying if hit.

Xiaoxiao, who dodged this shot, would not sweat—as everyone knows, fairies do not sweat, nor do they go to the toilet or hiccup—but she was indeed a little nervous.

If the mountain giant threw a shot at the Ionian Mountains, it would be easy to destroy several mountain peaks and create a magnitude 9 earthquake, and it could easily cause terrain changes.

Condensing the power of natural disasters in the human body, the destructive power that such power can cause is naturally far greater than the natural disasters that can only ravage one place at most.

Even if facing a civilization that is not in the age of the universe, there are some powers that can threaten cosmic warships because of the existence of transcendents—in the Milky Way, many interstellar civilizations have suffered losses on the natives, and the wreckage of the ships left behind was deciphered by the local civilization and chased them up, fighting fiercely.

But even so, Xiaoxiao's results still surprised everyone very much.

A warship actually directly forced out two Disaster-realm powerhouses.

What kind of warship can have such power and threat?

Xiaoxiao's warship temporarily retreated, and the Third Army Group began to move again.

This time, they began to directly project heavy firepower at the area where the tripartite talks were being held.

The Holy Sun Pope raised his head, looking at the endless artillery fire falling from the top of his head, he couldn't help but sigh.

To be honest, he really didn't want to get involved in disputes. The Holy Sun Church had its own power, its own way to exist in the future, they had the artifacts left by the gods, and did not need to compete with others for opportunities and resources.

But now, it was obviously not that he wanted disputes, but that disputes had found him.

"It's really troublesome, but at least I learned the memory of the original fairy and the truth of ancient times by coming here this time, it's not a loss."

So, the old man wearing a stone crown raised his hand. He opened the Omniscient Book in his hand, and then randomly picked out a spell and chanted: "In the name of eternity, protect."

Although it is said to be random, the power of the Omniscient Book always allows the spells and incantations that appear in it to be the most suitable, the most perfect, and adapt to the current environment.

In an instant, golden light balls floated out from the Pope's body, hundreds of light spots flew rapidly into the air, rotated with each other, and finally fixed into a strange dotted rune.

The translucent ripple shield connected all the light spots in series, weaving a dense net that covered the entire tripartite meeting camp. Even the Third Army Group's indiscriminate bombing could not break this layer of 'Eternal Net'.

This was not the end. Since the Aharonov father and son had already taken action, then naturally Disaster-realm powerhouses had to be dispatched here as well.

Buzzing, buzzing sounds rang in the sky, and the Eternal Net suddenly spread and became larger. In this net, eight of the most dazzling light spots emerged, and then, with them as the core, they condensed into eight pupils, shining brightly.

Then, there were eight claws.

A huge, completely glazed giant spider, the mind-light body of the mythical 'Fate Weaver', was lying in the middle of the giant net that spanned the sky.

As soon as he appeared, he plucked the net lines. With the vibration of the melody, terrifying spells that tore through the clouds and rain flew towards the Third Army Group like flowing water.

The light of the spells illuminated the earth, actually making the world that was obscured by dark clouds suddenly light up.

The firepower of him alone could actually be comparable to the entire fleet, and even vaguely surpassed it!

And Torchlight Leader, Master Ebboine, shook his head after seeing his companion on the side actually using some real skills.

"Hey, isn't this forcing me to be a little serious too?"

Sighing 'it's going to be expensive again', a translucent gemstone with pale black color and golden lines spreading on it appeared in his hand at some point.

This is a source energy material that only appears in the center of earthquakes after major earthquake disasters, 'Seismic Quartz'. Its properties are similar to the purest earth element source energy crystal core, but the amount is hundreds of times larger than the same level of crystal core, and it is best used to make energy sources for super-giant source energy puppets.

But now, this priceless gemstone was crushed, and an incredible earth element magic power suddenly emerged, and then this alchemy grandmaster changed its nature as a price.

In an instant, almost black source energy turned into pillars of light that were materialized, shrouding the entire position in all directions, and the deep brilliance seemed to absorb all light.

In the next moment, tremors sounded, and thick and sturdy solid rock walls rose from the place where the black pillars of light had passed before. The four walls protected the four directions, and this was still the limit. One wall after another began to rise from the protected center, intersecting with each other vertically and horizontally, and then formed an extremely complex magic circle.

Time seemed to stand still—all incoming attacks were stopped at the edge of this magic circle, and then introduced into the earth, becoming the power of the solidified magic circle's defense.

Without a mind-light body, this alchemy grandmaster, who has completely stopped being a human and transformed himself into a robot, does not have a mind-light body, or rather, his mind-light body is himself, and his seemingly human appearance is the manifestation of his mind-light body!

At this moment, just when the two Popes and Leaders took action together and easily blocked the enemy's offensive, Su Zhou looked with relief in the direction of Xiaoxiao.

At this moment, the half-fairy also showed a desire to fight, as well as a talent for fighting.

As expected of a warship fairy, the method of controlling the warship is almost instinctive. He originally wanted to guide her to use some skills such as 'Fairy Flame Jet' or 'Fairy Iron Wall', but now it seems that it is completely unnecessary. The other party has her own judgment.

Sensing the eager emotions coming from his side, Su Zhou lowered his head and looked at Loya and Gasha, who were showing leaping eyes beside him. He smiled.

"Now is not your era, young men."

Su Zhou said: "Your era is ten years later, even ten years later. After the era that has been pacified has set off turbulence again, you must inherit my will and ideals and transform this world for the better."

"But now that I still exist, there is no need to be too anxious to show off."

Su Zhou walked forward, leaving a back view for his students: "I brought you here just to let you see, let you know how much power the strong have, and how much change they can make to the battle situation and the world."

"I once taught a girl and taught her what fear and courage are... Gasha, Loya, are you afraid now?"

"Do you have courage in your heart?"

Gasha nodded without hesitation, while Loya hesitated and thought for a while, and then nodded vigorously, giving the same answer.

They are indeed afraid—afraid of these powers that they cannot stop for the time being.

But they still have courage in their hearts, even if they know that the road ahead is difficult, they still want to continue to move forward and change the world.

This is what Professor Svetlye has always taught them.

The responsibility of being a strong man and the empathy of being a human being.

The man did not look back, but knew the movements of the students.

He smiled: "I believe you really understand."

"But you must remember that because we have the power to change the world, we must think clearly about what we want to do, what goals we want to achieve before we take action, so that we can use one point of strength to achieve ten points of effect, and that is the most correct."

"Just like now."

Su Zhou aimed at the sky in the distance and stretched out his hand.

The invisible force directly grasped the second spear thrown by the mountain giant, blocking the attack that was about to hit Xiaoxiao.

Then, it easily crushed it.

The overflowing source energy fell like a torrential rain, splashing into the wilderness, causing tremors like small earthquakes, sweeping away all the vegetation that was not very lush in the first place.

In the distance, the two god-like mountain giants stopped their actions.

Because in the distant other side.

With the heat that caused the atmosphere to slowly burn spreading, and the huge source energy waves that caused the outer armor of all the Third Army Group warships to begin to distort, a huge mind-light body was emerging in the sky and the earth.

Five crowns, four heads.

Earth, water, fire, wind, thunder, and despair, hatred, sorrow, and anger.

The growing seven-headed red dragon is still in an incomplete form, but Su Zhou can hear the suffering in this land, and he can also hear the hearts of those who stand in front of him and want to be his enemies.

The fire in the man's heart was burning, and he had heard the voice and helplessness in Aharonov's heart, and knew the old general's ambitions and wishes.

So, he spoke, his voice like thunder.

"You are not wrong."

In front of the huge four-headed dragon, the white-haired old man clenched the giant shield in his hand. His scarlet eyes were burning, like lava: "Rather, you know where you are wrong—this is very remarkable, because wanting to know that you are wrong means you know what is right, but you have to choose the second best right."

"So, it's a pity,"

He raised his shield and hit it heavily on the ground, causing the entire battlefield to shake.

The giant dragon roared, and Su Zhou's voice resounded throughout the sky and the earth.

"In this war, I am more correct than you."

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