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# Chapter 808: Demon Descent!
"Oh, another group has arrived. Heh—only thirty of them, what use is that?"
Governor Aisimaieru stood on the second Deck of the Elf Warship, gazing proudly at the High-Altitude Battlefield in the distance.
To his left, right, and rear, densely packed Wind Dragon Knights and over twenty Elf Warships floated.
This was two-thirds of the entire Elf Kingdom's armed forces, enough to completely overwhelm any single Human Kingdom.
"Governor Lord, I think these Barbarians believe that by inventing this single-person Flying Machine and somehow gaining the Support of the Winged Human Race, they can now Resist us Elf Race!"
An Elf Council Member wearing a Green Cloak sneered in agreement from the side.
"Hmph, Barbarians are just Barbarians, rude, foolish, and narrow-minded."
Another Elf Council Member nodded, casually mocked them, and then added, "But I observed that those Winged Human Race don't use Ancient Magic, and those Barbarian Soldiers have actually mastered Magic that allows them to walk in the Sky?"
"Hehehehe, doesn't that just show that those Barbarians only received help from a group of low-level Winged Human Race who haven't even mastered Ancient Magic?"
The previous Elf Council Member laughed mockingly.
Even among their Elf Race, not everyone knew Ancient Magic, and some Elves, even if they learned it, found it difficult to use in Combat.
So he felt the same was true for the Winged Human Race.
There was no other way; the Elf Race hadn't been in contact with the Winged Human Race for over a thousand years.
"As for that so-called Sky-Walking Magic, it looks quite interesting, but compared to our Flight Magic, it's nothing special!"
But just as the Elf Council Member finished speaking, an Elf in a yellow Cape ran up, looked at Governor Aisimaieru's Back View, and shouted loudly:
"Report, the lookout personnel have discovered five Magic Flying Ships approaching from approximately eight kilometers ahead! Furthermore, each Airship is not only five or six times larger than our Battleships, but its entire Body is completely made of Metal!"
"What?!"
At this, all the Elf Council Members, including Governor Aisimaieru, were greatly shocked.
"How is this possible? When could Barbarians Manufacturing Steel Warships, and ones several times larger than ours? Where do they get so many Wind Stones for Energy?"
"Yes, it's simply unbelievable!"
"Enough!"
Governor Aisimaieru saw them arguing noisily and immediately let out a loud shout filled with displeasure, silencing the entire area.
"Eight kilometers is practically within reach. We'll see clearly when they arrive. Besides, no matter what, the opponent only has five Battleships. We have nearly forty here, including the ones already engaged in Combat. What is there to worry about?!"
In fact, there were still over ten more Battleships stationed in the Capital Adilu.
So the entire Elf Kingdom only had about fifty Battleships in total, a Quantity indeed far less than the Human side's Kingdoms.
However, even if the latter's two or three hundred ships were all combined, they could only barely Resist the former.
Therefore, Governor Aisimaieru was still full of confidence in their side's Combat Power and felt even more disdain for the Council Members' fuss.
The Elf Race never cared how many enemies there were!
Looking back at the Wars from a thousand years ago, when did they not win with fewer numbers?
Not to mention, now they held the Advantage in Quantity.
Just ask, how can they lose? How can they lose? How can they possibly lose?!
Suddenly!
Whether it was the Warriors of both sides engaged in Fierce Battle in the Sky, or the entire Personnel of the Elf Fleet watching from the rear, everyone heard a Whistling Sound in their ears, like cloth being forcibly torn apart.
Immediately after, they saw a gigantic Blade completely condensed from blazing Flame, which in the blink of an eye carved out a Bloody Path hundreds of meters long from north to south across the vast Battlefield.
All the Elf Knights and the Wind Dragons beneath them on this line, and even the Elf Warships with 'Reflect' Barriers, were split in two under everyone's astonished Gaze.
This terrifying scene left the Elves no time to ponder the strange phenomenon of Flame that felt no heat.
Because everyone's Line of Sight was focused on the 'clattering' Corpses of their kin and the Wreckage of the Battleships falling downwards.
The Killing Sound, Collision Sound, Screams, and other sounds on the entire Battlefield vanished without a trace at this moment.
What just happened?
But soon.
Someone noticed another group of Barbarians and Winged Humans, all wearing Blue Coats, appearing in the Sky to the north. Their numbers, just by estimation, could be seen to be close to a thousand.
This caused the faces of many Elf Knights to change drastically.
After the intense exchange earlier, they had already discovered that the Strength difference between the Barbarians with Coats and those without was enormous.
And that Flame Slash, which far surpassed Rank 3, or even Rank 4 Magic, was clearly the work of the Barbarian at the very front, holding a Long Saber with red patterns.
What Rank of Powerhouse was he?
"Kill!!!"
Vice Admiral Kaisha, whose Flight Speed exceeded that of many Flight-Type Ability Users and Winged People Serum Enhancers behind him, wore Sunglasses on his face and stomped his feet using Moonwalk.
He was the first to charge into the Elf Knights' Front Line, igniting wave after wave of blazing Flame. The thousands of Blade Light hidden within the Flame caused Flesh and Blood to fly and Screams to ring out wherever they passed.
The so-called Wind Sphere Body Protection Magic became a completely uninteresting joke!
He didn't shout out the names of Breathing Style Techniques. As a Vice Admiral who had just broken through to the Swordsman Realm, his Swordsmanship was not limited by the Framework of Flame Breathing at all.
However, the Special Effect of the Breathing Style was indeed visually appealing...
[Roar————]
A moment later, the nine hundred Sky-Rending Unit Officers behind Vice Admiral Kaisha were like giant Meteorites smashing into a lake, or like ten thousand galloping Horses crashing into a chaotic flock of Sheep.
Any Elf Knights standing in their way were directly blasted away by their respective Abilities and Means.
Even the Wind Dragons, which looked sturdy in Body Size, and even with a high-speed rotating Wind Sphere protecting their bodies, were as fragile as thin Paper and rotten wood when facing the attacks of the Rear Admirals and Commodores in the front ranks.
Gale, Lightning, Flowing Water, phenomena seemingly of Natural Elements, once they touched something, would transform into the sharpest Blade Light and Sword Shadow.
The Zoan Ability Users, relying on their powerful Physique, Martial Arts, and Haki, charged through the Battlefield. Whether it was incoming Flame or Gale, they scattered it with a casual wave.
They even dared to directly collide with the Steel Elf Warships!
[Bang!]
The first Collision was blocked by the 'Reflect' Barrier, causing them to immediately show an Expression of displeasure. Then they collided a second time, a third time, while casually dodging the dense array of various Magic.
After colliding for the fifth and sixth times, the Barrier shattered like Glass.
Seeing this scene.
These Air Force Officers finally revealed cruel Smiles.
Maintaining their Beast Form and Armament Haki 'Hardening', they were like giant Monster Birds and Giant Insects, completely black and enormous in Body Size, wantonly hunting the Elf Knights on the Ship Deck.
The Elf Council Members wearing green capes, at this moment, were only different from ordinary Elves in that they looked like Fireflies glowing with Green Light, flying around chaotically.
It wasn't that they hadn't tried attacking with Magic or Flying Swords.
But they were either easily dodged, or they hit the black Body Surface and had no effect whatsoever.
Strong!
Too Strong!
They were completely not on the same Rank as the previous Barbarians and Winged Humans!
"Demon... AHHHHHH, the Demon has descended!!!"
An Elf Council Member, before dying, let out the most mournful Scream of his life towards the Sky...
Thank you to Shaking Shaking kl Helmsman for the 500 Qidian Coin Tip! Bow! Thank you for your Support and Encouragement!
(End of this chapter)
"Oh, another group has arrived. Heh—only thirty of them, what use is that?"
Governor Aisimaieru stood on the second Deck of the Elf Warship, gazing proudly at the High-Altitude Battlefield in the distance.
To his left, right, and rear, densely packed Wind Dragon Knights and over twenty Elf Warships floated.
This was two-thirds of the entire Elf Kingdom's armed forces, enough to completely overwhelm any single Human Kingdom.
"Governor Lord, I think these Barbarians believe that by inventing this single-person Flying Machine and somehow gaining the Support of the Winged Human Race, they can now Resist us Elf Race!"
An Elf Council Member wearing a Green Cloak sneered in agreement from the side.
"Hmph, Barbarians are just Barbarians, rude, foolish, and narrow-minded."
Another Elf Council Member nodded, casually mocked them, and then added, "But I observed that those Winged Human Race don't use Ancient Magic, and those Barbarian Soldiers have actually mastered Magic that allows them to walk in the Sky?"
"Hehehehe, doesn't that just show that those Barbarians only received help from a group of low-level Winged Human Race who haven't even mastered Ancient Magic?"
The previous Elf Council Member laughed mockingly.
Even among their Elf Race, not everyone knew Ancient Magic, and some Elves, even if they learned it, found it difficult to use in Combat.
So he felt the same was true for the Winged Human Race.
There was no other way; the Elf Race hadn't been in contact with the Winged Human Race for over a thousand years.
"As for that so-called Sky-Walking Magic, it looks quite interesting, but compared to our Flight Magic, it's nothing special!"
But just as the Elf Council Member finished speaking, an Elf in a yellow Cape ran up, looked at Governor Aisimaieru's Back View, and shouted loudly:
"Report, the lookout personnel have discovered five Magic Flying Ships approaching from approximately eight kilometers ahead! Furthermore, each Airship is not only five or six times larger than our Battleships, but its entire Body is completely made of Metal!"
"What?!"
At this, all the Elf Council Members, including Governor Aisimaieru, were greatly shocked.
"How is this possible? When could Barbarians Manufacturing Steel Warships, and ones several times larger than ours? Where do they get so many Wind Stones for Energy?"
"Yes, it's simply unbelievable!"
"Enough!"
Governor Aisimaieru saw them arguing noisily and immediately let out a loud shout filled with displeasure, silencing the entire area.
"Eight kilometers is practically within reach. We'll see clearly when they arrive. Besides, no matter what, the opponent only has five Battleships. We have nearly forty here, including the ones already engaged in Combat. What is there to worry about?!"
In fact, there were still over ten more Battleships stationed in the Capital Adilu.
So the entire Elf Kingdom only had about fifty Battleships in total, a Quantity indeed far less than the Human side's Kingdoms.
However, even if the latter's two or three hundred ships were all combined, they could only barely Resist the former.
Therefore, Governor Aisimaieru was still full of confidence in their side's Combat Power and felt even more disdain for the Council Members' fuss.
The Elf Race never cared how many enemies there were!
Looking back at the Wars from a thousand years ago, when did they not win with fewer numbers?
Not to mention, now they held the Advantage in Quantity.
Just ask, how can they lose? How can they lose? How can they possibly lose?!
Suddenly!
Whether it was the Warriors of both sides engaged in Fierce Battle in the Sky, or the entire Personnel of the Elf Fleet watching from the rear, everyone heard a Whistling Sound in their ears, like cloth being forcibly torn apart.
Immediately after, they saw a gigantic Blade completely condensed from blazing Flame, which in the blink of an eye carved out a Bloody Path hundreds of meters long from north to south across the vast Battlefield.
All the Elf Knights and the Wind Dragons beneath them on this line, and even the Elf Warships with 'Reflect' Barriers, were split in two under everyone's astonished Gaze.
This terrifying scene left the Elves no time to ponder the strange phenomenon of Flame that felt no heat.
Because everyone's Line of Sight was focused on the 'clattering' Corpses of their kin and the Wreckage of the Battleships falling downwards.
The Killing Sound, Collision Sound, Screams, and other sounds on the entire Battlefield vanished without a trace at this moment.
What just happened?
But soon.
Someone noticed another group of Barbarians and Winged Humans, all wearing Blue Coats, appearing in the Sky to the north. Their numbers, just by estimation, could be seen to be close to a thousand.
This caused the faces of many Elf Knights to change drastically.
After the intense exchange earlier, they had already discovered that the Strength difference between the Barbarians with Coats and those without was enormous.
And that Flame Slash, which far surpassed Rank 3, or even Rank 4 Magic, was clearly the work of the Barbarian at the very front, holding a Long Saber with red patterns.
What Rank of Powerhouse was he?
"Kill!!!"
Vice Admiral Kaisha, whose Flight Speed exceeded that of many Flight-Type Ability Users and Winged People Serum Enhancers behind him, wore Sunglasses on his face and stomped his feet using Moonwalk.
He was the first to charge into the Elf Knights' Front Line, igniting wave after wave of blazing Flame. The thousands of Blade Light hidden within the Flame caused Flesh and Blood to fly and Screams to ring out wherever they passed.
The so-called Wind Sphere Body Protection Magic became a completely uninteresting joke!
He didn't shout out the names of Breathing Style Techniques. As a Vice Admiral who had just broken through to the Swordsman Realm, his Swordsmanship was not limited by the Framework of Flame Breathing at all.
However, the Special Effect of the Breathing Style was indeed visually appealing...
[Roar————]
A moment later, the nine hundred Sky-Rending Unit Officers behind Vice Admiral Kaisha were like giant Meteorites smashing into a lake, or like ten thousand galloping Horses crashing into a chaotic flock of Sheep.
Any Elf Knights standing in their way were directly blasted away by their respective Abilities and Means.
Even the Wind Dragons, which looked sturdy in Body Size, and even with a high-speed rotating Wind Sphere protecting their bodies, were as fragile as thin Paper and rotten wood when facing the attacks of the Rear Admirals and Commodores in the front ranks.
Gale, Lightning, Flowing Water, phenomena seemingly of Natural Elements, once they touched something, would transform into the sharpest Blade Light and Sword Shadow.
The Zoan Ability Users, relying on their powerful Physique, Martial Arts, and Haki, charged through the Battlefield. Whether it was incoming Flame or Gale, they scattered it with a casual wave.
They even dared to directly collide with the Steel Elf Warships!
[Bang!]
The first Collision was blocked by the 'Reflect' Barrier, causing them to immediately show an Expression of displeasure. Then they collided a second time, a third time, while casually dodging the dense array of various Magic.
After colliding for the fifth and sixth times, the Barrier shattered like Glass.
Seeing this scene.
These Air Force Officers finally revealed cruel Smiles.
Maintaining their Beast Form and Armament Haki 'Hardening', they were like giant Monster Birds and Giant Insects, completely black and enormous in Body Size, wantonly hunting the Elf Knights on the Ship Deck.
The Elf Council Members wearing green capes, at this moment, were only different from ordinary Elves in that they looked like Fireflies glowing with Green Light, flying around chaotically.
It wasn't that they hadn't tried attacking with Magic or Flying Swords.
But they were either easily dodged, or they hit the black Body Surface and had no effect whatsoever.
Strong!
Too Strong!
They were completely not on the same Rank as the previous Barbarians and Winged Humans!
"Demon... AHHHHHH, the Demon has descended!!!"
An Elf Council Member, before dying, let out the most mournful Scream of his life towards the Sky...
Thank you to Shaking Shaking kl Helmsman for the 500 Qidian Coin Tip! Bow! Thank you for your Support and Encouragement!
(End of this chapter)
