The fierce battle lasted less than an hour.
The people Lin Qi had brought were simply too powerful, their strength like Mount Tai crushing an egg. With Lin Qi alone suppressing Arthur, while Ais Te seemed somewhat suspiciously reluctant to put in real effort, the tens of thousands Arthur had brought faced the combined assault of Lin Qi's subordinates and the Monk Pirate Group. Their only fate was total annihilation.
Donkey happily devoured every last one of those handsome, tall, healthy, powerful, fleshy, delicious spoils of war. Alda and Bilibili, meanwhile, scampered about as they stripped the battlefield clean of every bit of loot. Even the Order of Penitent Knights that Donkey had not fancied were stripped bare by them—right down to their silk underwear.
The elites of the Order of Penitent Knights wore undergarments made from the finest silk. Once washed clean and sold to a secondhand silk shop, a single pair could fetch at least dozens of gold coins. To Alda and Bilibili, waste was absolutely shameful.
After piling all the corpses in the valley, Alda breathed out a jet of blazing flame and set the heap alight. Only then did everyone realize that Diogo, whom Lin Qi had knocked to the ground, had escaped at some point. Yes, he had run away. He had left the battlefield and hidden himself in the forest.
The area had been sealed by Lingwen's magic array, so Diogo could not possibly escape. But he had returned to human form and used some secret technique passed down among dragons to conceal every trace of his aura. No one could find him. Just like that, he vanished into the forest.
Lin Qi led his people in a thorough search of the entire forest, but they still found no trace of Diogo. With no