As the sound rang out, [ Divine Wings ] and Sailesi, who had already taken off halfway, instantly lost their balance. It was as if an invisible hand had grabbed their legs ( Sailesi was only one leg), and they were pulled down and fell back into the Skeleton Alliance's camp.
The surrounding skeletal soldiers looked at each other in bewilderment, but seeing that their senator was still quite energetic, they weren't too afraid.
However, the soldiers who had surrounded them to "protect" them were instantly separated, and an empty passage appeared in front of [ Divine Wings ] and Sailesi.
A figure appeared in the path cleared by the skeletons. The person was thin and tall, like a door panel, and had skin so pale it was almost grayish.
He took a few steps forward, making sure that [ Divine Wings ] and Sailesi were both there, then turned around and came to the side of the passage.
Behind him, two figures, one tall and one short, appeared at that moment.
When the two men reached the tall, thin figure, he naturally joined the group, making the entire trio appear to grow in height evenly from left to right.
When they reached a distance of about a hundred paces from [ Divine Wings ] and Sailesi, the person in the middle of the three suddenly spoke, uttering the exact same voice that had just echoed across the battlefield:
"You think you can just leave after you've finished fighting?"
Did you ask me if I agreed?
"The cell phone signal is back, but it's only three bars."
Behind the distant mountains, Ed looked at the three figures, from short to tall, and muttered a comment:
"Although I don't know them, this should be the last group, right?"
"I wonder if I'll be able to catch that 'Death Eater' today."
Balund nodded to Ed, introducing him like a commentator in a football stadium:
"This is someone from the Wens Lineage. I fought the guy on the far left when I was younger."
Ed glanced at the battlefield again:
You mean that dwarf?
"No, that person used to be a dwarf, a very powerful greatswordsman, yes, the kind of class system before the Demonic Tide."
"A dwarven greatswordsman?"
Ed stroked his chin:
"Isn't that just an ordinary human swordsman, a giant dagger assassin?"
"Puff..."
Balund couldn't help but chuckle, his lips trembling uncontrollably.
Since the dwarves disappeared from the world hundreds of years ago, their cultural heritage has gradually vanished.
So much so that I burst out laughing immediately upon hearing the joke, which shows that people nowadays have almost no resistance to jokes about dwarves.
After laughing for a while, Balund continued:
"Later, when he grew old, unwilling to accept death, he chose to join Wens's ranks and become a vampire."
"Oh."
Ed seemed to be deep in thought:
When did this happen?
"About 1,500 years ago, well, a long, long time before Balund and I were born."
"It seems the life-extending effect of Wens ' blood is quite good..."
Ed stroked his chin:
"Is there any other information?"
Aiboke added from the side:
"Grand Duke Wens had three most capable dukes under his command, named Bianchi, Ozilazis, and Lombardi."
"That swordsman is Bianchi, who used to be a dwarf."
"The tall guy on the far right is Ozilazis, who was once a lich."
Ed suddenly realized:
"Is that Lombardi in the middle?"
"No, sir."
Aiboke's lips twitched:
The one in the middle is Wens himself.
" Lombardi is a troll berserker; there must be a reason why he's not here."
"Goodness."
Ed nodded:
"This Wens seems to have a collecting habit too. I think he's the one who should be integrated with Aeldra."
He stood up, stretched his limbs, and said to the two old men:
"I'm about to go on stage. I'll leave the handover of Nuowa to you guys. You guys have a good relationship anyway, you're quite familiar with each other."
"Good."
Balund and Aiboke nodded in unison, watching Ed head towards the battlefield...
Go there.
" My Son of God, why don't you fly?"
"That way it won't attract attention."
Ed waved his hand:
"I'd like to see just how many people will actually show up today."
In the central part of the Demon Realm, at the edge of the battlefield, at the bottom of the river.
The swirling mud and sand obscured numerous crystalline clusters of bones and a drop of bead radiating a crimson light—a drop of Rosalind's True Blood that Sailesi had given to Councilor [ Whale Tail ].
The instant Rosalind's true form completely crystallized, all her True Blood vanished, a fact that even Sailesi used to confirm her death.
However, that was not the whole story. The True Blood in Sailesi's and [ Divine Wings's ] hands did indeed Passing completely with the death of her physical body.
But this droplet on the Whale Tail received Rosalind's fragmented consciousness.
An excruciating pain, originating from the very soul, overwhelmed Rosalind, who nearly cried out in agony. But all she could see when she zoomed out was a tiny Blood Worm, no bigger than a fingertip, swaying in the water.
After a brief period of pain, Rosalind's consciousness fully recovered, and she completed a certain degree of resurrection.
The Blood Worm underwater resembled a tiny tadpole, swimming and contemplating how to escape the battlefield.
Having lost almost all of her Authority, Rosalind's appetite was greatly suppressed, to the point that the former " Gluttonous Lady " was now able to calm down and think things through.
He has invested all his wealth here, all in order to defeat those skeletal beings and gain the power to leave the Demon Realm.
She could sense the power of the fishtail senator residing in the fish tail bone from before, which is why she was so easily swayed by Vanessa's influence.
only...
Rosalind had clearly swallowed the skeleton, yet her "devouring" Authority had not taken effect. In her thousands of years of life, Rosalind had never experienced anything like this.
Devouring is her Authority; anything swallowed and put into digestion will naturally be suppressed by Rosalind.
But in the previous battle, she hadn't been able to extract even a single bit of power from the skeleton.
So much so that she even thought the power of the Bone People was not concentrated here.
But in the end, [ Divine Wings ] proved with his sword that there was a great deal of residual power in the skeleton.
It wasn't even a residue, but rather almost completely undamaged.
In this light, the death of the fish-tailed skeleton is nothing; as long as they can take the fish tail, they can create a new fish-tailed skeleton.
So that's how it is... So it's about relying on matter rather than Psionic Energy and the soul...
Rosalind was feeling incredibly clear-headed when she suddenly saw a large fish swimming leisurely in the water in front of her.
The life-and-death struggles outside seem to mean nothing to the aquatic creatures in the river, as they are completely irrelevant to them.