Monsters kept trying to assault the Sky Fortress.
The cold, hard sheen of metal gleamed. The Grand Duchy had built layers of defenses around the two fortresses. One colossal creature after another, each having assumed its true form, took up positions around the many Balloon Fortresses, holding the line against the monsters launching attacks after being hit by the fission-level Radiation Weapons.
Whoosh.
The Gravity Law twisted the light and darkness around it. As its power gradually stabilized, its range shrank. A distorted figure flickered faintly into view high in the air, drawing closer to the command platform of Sky Fortress No. 2.
Reilo lowered his head slightly, studying the enormous head.
The hideous head was nearly two meters across, its densely packed, bloodshot compound eyes still blinking slowly. The divine light had not yet completely faded from them. It was the head of the Demon King-level Bone Abyss Flying Scorpion known as the Purple Martial King.
"Kill... me..."
Its huge fanged mouth murmured.
This was the last of its remaining life force.
In the eyes of a High Scholar, it was already no different from a dead thing. Its only value was that, while it still had a spark of life, it could be used to perform as many live-tissue experiments as possible.
With that in mind,
Reilo took out several syringes and, without hesitation, collected the Bone Abyss Flying Scorpion's brain fluid, eye fluid, and spinal fluid. He then refrigerated and froze them to preserve their basic activity.
His movements were smooth and practiced, utterly effortless.
To Reilo, the Purple Martial King's plea was no different from a lab mouse's struggles. He ignored it.
Rumble, rumble, rumble, rumble...
As they neared Sky Fortress No. 2, the fighting grew more intense.
Monsters and defenders battled everywhere. To a Scholar,