Sui Xiong floated in the sky, staring down at the village wreathed in black smoke, his expression rather unpleasant.
"You should have told me sooner," he said to Wenna.
Wenna did not address that, instead bringing up something else. "I'm rather puzzled. How exactly do they intend this to end?"
"How many people courting death ever think about how it'll end?" Sui Xiong sneered. "In a moment, I'll blast them into a pile of mush and use it to fertilize the fields!"
"That won't be necessary." Wenna shook her head. "The Northwest Republic's rapid-response force is already not far from here."
Sui Xiong froze for a moment, then closed his eyes and sensed the situation. Only then did he discover that, just as Wenna had said, the Northwest Republic's rapid-response force was racing toward them at astonishing speed. Though they were still far away, if they kept up this pace, they would arrive before dawn tomorrow. Even if they rested tonight and set out again tomorrow morning, they would likely catch up to these Noble Faction cavalrymen by tomorrow evening.
He compared the map in his memories with the operational style of the Noble Faction's rapid-response force, and only then did he temporarily abandon his plan to bring down thunder and blast those scum to pieces.
Matters of the mortal world were best resolved by mortal forces. Compared to him personally punishing these villains, it was more appropriate for a mortal army to wipe them out in a fierce battle.
If these villains died at a god's hands, people would only think that they truly were invincible monsters who required divine intervention to punish. But if they died at the hands of a mortal army, people would think, "They're really nothing special. They aren't actually impossible to deal with."
Death