It was also in that earth-shattering battle that Shaarawy, Cassano, and three others fought against the Holy Church's Battle Angel, and each of them was seriously wounded. (Access to download the txt novel)
Although the route they took was cleverly designed to avoid the pursuit of the Church and the Juventus Empire's main forces, it was clearly impossible for a force of over 400,000 people to completely evade all detection.
Dozens of encounters, large and small, aggravated the injuries of Cassano, Shaarawy, and the other three, causing them to fall into a coma several times.
"Finally... has it arrived?"
While the officers were at a loss, Cassano, who was unconscious on the stretcher, seemed to be stimulated by the murderous intent of Kao Shaoyi in the sky. He slowly opened his eyes, woke up, and said that he was going to stand up by supporting himself on the stretcher with his hands.
"My lord, no!"
"My lord, things have come to this. We'll protect you as you escape. Let the brothers hold them off; the Northern Region border lies ahead. Once we enter the Northern Region..."
"Yes, sir, you are Extreme Dao figures with the potential to enter the realm of gods. You must make it to the Northern Region alive, preserve your strength, and return to Vengeance the empire after you have reached the Divine Realm!"
"Rest assured, my lord, we, the four hundred thousand sons of the Empire, will hold this demon back even if it means our own destruction..."
The officers quickly supported Cassano, fearing that this stubborn Young Supremes Young Supremes, the one who held the future hope of the empire, might, in a fit of rage, disregard his own injuries and forcefully circulate his Dou Qi to rush into the sky to fight. In Cassano's current state, it would be tantamount to suicide.
"Stop talking!" Cassano's face was ashen, his body swaying, but he waved his hand, showing no impulsiveness.
This Young Supremes, who used to love joking with his subordinates, was now wrapped up like a mummy. With the slightest movement of his body, his wounds burst open, and blood gushed out like a fountain. The various alien Dou Qi that had been blasted into his body continued to rage, as if being scraped by a knife.
He turned to look at Diego Milito and his companions, who were still unconscious, then looked at the vast expanse of his people around him, and finally looked up at the menacing Kao Shaoyi in the sky. With a rare serious expression, he sighed.
"It's like a dragon trapped in shallow water, being teased by fish and shrimp. If I were in full power, I could crush ten of these scum with one hand. And now they dare to be so insolent in front of me... Fine, running around only emboldens these lackeys. Since we can't escape, then we won't. I, Cassano, am not so pathetic as to let my brothers risk their lives for a chance to escape! I can still fight!"
These words were spoken with both domineering power and desolation.
Is this not what they mean by the tragic end of a hero?
The officers around him gripped their weapons tightly, a surge of pride welling up within them.
Just then, roars erupted from the army once more, and dozens of streaks of light shot into the sky, radiating the most dazzling brilliance—these were suicidal attacks launched by some Dou Qi arts practitioners below the Moon Class, in an effort to buy time for their comrades.
The most tragic scenes unfolded between heaven and earth.
"How dare you, ants, defy the might of Heaven?" Kao Shaoyi sneered, coldly waving his Big Hand, and a surge of silver flames rushed forth like a raging torrent.
Bang bang bang bang!!
Dozens of fine young men, though determined to kill the enemy, were powerless to reverse the tide. They exploded in mid-air, their flesh and bones shattering into a bloody mist, leaving no trace of their bodies. They died heroically.
However, this horrific scene did not instill any fear in the other martial artists on the ground.
They were like moths, knowing they would be shattered to pieces yet still willingly flying into the flame, unleashing the most brilliant energy of their souls in their final moments, burning their life force as they shot towards the sky.
The only goal was to hold off those five demons in the sky for even a second, buying time for the rest of their comrades to escape danger.
The magnificent flames, like endless arrows, carried a tragic and brilliant sense of no return, painting a series of poetic and picturesque scenes between heaven and earth. This is the struggle of the weak and the anger of the brave.
On the ground, some officers, lacking sufficient strength, were loudly directing their comrades to rush towards the nearby Strait of Naples.
In everyone's eyes, this was a line between life and death.
Once you cross this line, you enter the territory ruled by Alexander, the Human Emperor of the Northern Region.
How dare the priests of the Church set foot on the territory of the Human Emperor of the Northern Region?
The crowd surged, their faces filled with grief and indignation.
This is an army that has survived the trials of blood and fire. It is the last ember of the super Human Clan overlords that have been passed down for countless years in the two Central Region Continent of the Red-Black Empire and the Blue-Black Empire. They are not afraid of sacrifice and are extremely rational. When they see their comrades choose to sacrifice themselves, more people quicken their pace and rush towards the Northern Region border.
Escaping is not out of fear of death.
It's so that one day, we can return with our heads held high.
At the same time, the thunderous sound of war drums came from the distant south, and the sound of horses' hooves, which made the earth tremble, was like thunder rolling from the heavens. Under the sunlight, a dazzling white expanse appeared on the horizon like a flood that had burst its banks, rushing towards them.
The enemy is coming!
It is the Holy Church's Judgment Divine Knights.
A terrifying legion clad in white armor, composed entirely of divine knights with strength exceeding Five-Star Class, ruthless and merciless, leaving nothing but desolation in their wake. They are the Holy Church's sharpest and most cunning claws, having carried out countless massacres and are known as the ' Sharp Sword of God'.
In the previous defense of Milan, it was the addition of this terrifying army that changed the course of the battle and slaughtered more than a million soldiers from the two empires' combined forces.
Now, they have reappeared.
This also means that the last remaining forces of the two great empires have been completely exposed.
As expected, following the Judgment Divine Knights, a massive, dark army of the Juventus Empire knights, like a surging tide, followed closely behind, forming a fan shape to encircle this area. Their swords and Sharp Sword reflected a chilling light of slaughter under the Sun.
The final battle has arrived.
The last remaining armies of the two great empires were finally driven to the brink of despair.
If it were in the past—even ten days ago—this army of 400,000 would never have been so desperate.
Ten days ago, they still possessed full combat strength and were protected by Extreme Dao figures like Shaarawy and Milito. Even if they faced the Holy Church's army of judges head-on, they might still have a fighting chance.
Unfortunately, they have run out of ammunition and food today.
High-caliber fighters like Shaarawy were severely injured and unconscious, and no one could withstand Kao Shaoyi and his...
Third update.
Here's the thing: we were supposed to catch up on the extra classes at 4 AM today, but around noon, my wife suddenly received a call from the school saying that the scheduled make-up classes had been canceled, so we could go home early for the New Year.
Daozi searched online and, incredibly, managed to snag two hard-sleeper train tickets home... Alright, time to take the train home tomorrow.
I'll be typing in the car, but I probably won't be updating online.
I'll finish this when I get home.