"Haha, kill, kill, kill you all!" With a bright smile on her fair face, Audora, like a little madwoman, single-handedly wielded her war scythe and surrounded four High-Rank Demigod.
The endless, blood-red blades possessed a terrifying sharpness capable of slicing through planets, and could even slice through spells cast by spellcasters as easily as chopping vegetables.
With this aunt acting as the spearhead, their high-level combat forces were riding high. In addition, Logo's tens of thousands of soldiers broke the deadlock in an unexpected way, and what was originally thought to be a difficult battle became unusually easy.
One hour later.
Half of the Saint- Sanctuary experts of Platinum Glory have perished. The remaining ones are still putting up a stubborn resistance, but their faces are full of despair, and some even have a flicker in their eyes, clearly preparing to surrender.
Just then, a strong elemental fluctuation arose in the distant sky, and several imposing spellcasters rushed over. Their appearance greatly cheered the Platinum Glory members. "It's Lord Aodjie, the Vice President of the Spellcaster Association, and two other high-ranking officers. We're saved..."
"Star Sea Bank, you've gone too far!" The roar, as powerful as thunder, echoed from afar. At the same time, elemental power condensed, transforming into a hand that blotted out the sky, and slammed down, its target being several high-ranking officers of the armed forces.
Choosing to pick on the weak, even the vice president of the Spellcaster Association was unwilling to directly attack Audora.
However, this attack was swallowed up by the suddenly appearing maw of the Abyss, right before everyone's eyes.
The old devil stepped forward.
Gone was his previous languid demeanor; his expression turned cold as he stood in front of Chairman Aodjie and the others, his tall, slender frame seemingly capable of piercing through the heavens and earth.
"Spellcasters, do you intend to meddle in the internal affairs of Star Sea Bank?"
"The Devil Clan..." Aodjie's expression changed slightly. After sensing the old demon's unfathomable aura, his tone softened, but still carried a strong sense of skepticism. "Several elite members of our Spellcaster Association are among the Platinum Glory. What reason do you have to attack them without authorization?"
"A reason?" The old devil sneered. "Is this reason enough?"
As soon as the words fell, space cracked open, and a gigantic Abyss filled with sharp fangs emerged from it. The Power of Original Sin, symbolizing greed, surged out, causing the greed in the hearts of Aodjie and the others to surge wildly. Their pupils gradually changed color, turning into an eerie blackish-red, and they were completely powerless to resist being corrupted.
"This power..." Aodjie's expression changed drastically. Realizing something, he forced a smile under the despairing gazes of the Platinum Glory members. "Since this is a matter within Star Sea Bank, our Spellcaster Association will not interfere further. Farewell!"
Having said that, the three men who had come with such a menacing air turned tail and left.
"I surrender, please don't kill me!"
With their last shred of faith crumbling, the first person to surrender emerged.
Like Duomi effect, Platinum Glory was taken away!
One by one, the once arrogant spellcasters were now shackled and became prisoners, including more than a dozen Demigod and the thirteenth prince of the Reynolds Civilization.
On a still intact flat ground, their elite combatants gathered, all with joy on their faces. Audora stood in the center, a jubilant smile on her face. This time, she had fought to her heart's content.
Surrounded by warriors, the clanging of weapons echoed in his ears. Logo strode forward, and everyone made way for him, their eyes filled with awe as they looked at him, including some Low-Rank Demigod.
While mid-level and above Demigod didn't exactly revere Logo, they still treated him with great respect, regarding him as an equal.
"Logo, what do we do next?" Audora jumped over and asked.
"You activate your teleportation ability and bring Demigod or higher to support Sickle. I'll clean up the battlefield and tally the casualties here," Logo said in a deep voice.
At this point, Audora had become accustomed to obeying Logo's orders, as long as she could have her fill of fighting.
With a wave of her hand, layers of silver rings formed a stable spatial passage. Audora, carrying two blood-red battle scythes, skipped and hopped into it, followed closely by the remaining Demigod.
Only Logo remained present.
But his performance just now had already overwhelmed everything and established his authority high enough, so even without Audora's support, Logo commanded the soldiers of the armed forces with ease and without the slightest hesitation.
Before long, Graystone Castle was also captured without any doubt.
The Bazel Brothers were killed on the spot.
They lacked the status of the thirteenth prince, and their Giant Race bloodline was insufficient to make Audora stop swinging her scythe.
In truth, the entire Reynolds Civilization is no match for Audora, but she cannot stay on the Staphis Continent forever. Star Sea Bank is essentially a financial organization, and its core principle is to do good for others.
It's best to avoid killing high-ranking members of the Astral Realm civilizations if possible.
Of course, we can't just put it back for nothing.
This time, King Renault will not be able to redeem his favored son without paying a heavy price.
The great battle was over, and it was time to reward those who had contributed.
Below a certain high platform, the participants stood in neat rows, each with a joyful expression on their face. After all, they were about to receive their rewards, and who would turn down money?
On the high platform, Logo, Audora, Exorcist Sickle, and the Coles of the Great Mountain, along with other high-ranking leaders of this battle, stood side by side.
Audora, the nominal supreme leader, stood reluctantly at the front with a tense expression, while secretly sending telepathic messages urging Logo to finish this pointless ceremony quickly.
Logo, while reassuring the recipients, stepped forward with the list in hand, ready to announce the rewards.
Just then, Crimson Wales stepped forward and declared righteously, "The Lancers, the Hand of Corrosion, and other organizations also made great contributions in this battle. I suggest that a portion of the spoils be distributed to them."
Upon hearing this, the eyes of the members of various organizations standing below lit up, while the soldiers of the Star Sea Armed Forces glared angrily, thinking that this damned red dragon was truly a scoundrel, sacrificing their own brothers for the benefit of outsiders?
You're just using someone else's flowers to offer to Buddha without a second thought, but what about us?
It was already agreed that the liquid assets obtained from Platinum Glory and Graystone Castle would all be distributed to us. What's this talk about Lancers and the Hand of Corrosion?
You damned dragon, you have a terrible conscience!
Unlike the clearly divided attitudes of the two sides below the platform, the high-ranking officials on the platform were completely bewildered, not understanding why Red Dragon Wales had suddenly pulled this stunt.
They didn't even ask Red Dragon Wales to be their shill, so when did this guy become so friendly to us?
But soon, all the big shots understood.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Logo was first stunned, then immediately reacted, angrily confronting Red Dragon Wales, and speaking eloquently about seeking benefits for the soldiers of the Star Sea Armed Forces, decisively rejecting this foolish idea.
When Crimson Dragon Wales retreated, his face covered in spittle, Logo publicly announced that although the Lancers and the Brothers of Hand of Corrosion would not receive any spoils, Star Sea Bank would provide an additional million Star Wheel as a reward for their bloody battle.
In an instant, whether it was the soldiers of the Star Sea Armed Forces or the members of the Lancers and the Hand of Corrosion, they all cheered, and their goodwill towards Logo skyrocketed.
I think he's a really good person and a good leader.
The idea that working under him would be a good thing was quietly planted in their minds.
At this moment, seeing this overwhelming scene, the high-ranking officials on the stage also came to their senses.
A series of meaningful glances were directed at Crimson Dragon Wales.
You cunning and sly fellow, your real purpose was to play the supporting role and highlight Logo, the exceptionally bright red flower.
After this incident, Logo's reputation on the Staphis Continent is bound to soar.
Since Red Dragon Wales wasn't part of the military circle, he wasn't worried about the soldiers' attitudes towards him. So, he not only suffered no losses, but also gained Logo's friendship and was able to use it to exert influence over Lord Audora.
Wales ' previous mistake was both a big one and a small one.
If you have connections in higher positions, everything becomes much easier to resolve.
If there's no one up there, then we're in trouble.
Clearly, Wales, who previously had no one to rely on, now has a powerful backer.
This is openly surrendering!
The experts suddenly realized what was going on and took the opportunity to jot down this operation in their notebooks, thinking they might need it someday.
You're never too old to learn!
After some coordination, Logo, with Audora's authorization, naturally announced and personally presented the various awards.
The mountains of supplies were distributed.
The soldiers who received the reward were all deeply grateful to Logo.
Prestige is built up little by little, especially in the military, where soldiers will especially remember those superiors who have worked for their benefit.
Throughout history, only generals who are generous with rewards have been able to lead a tough and formidable army.
After the distribution of rewards, everyone returned home.
Logo left behind a large number of communication numbers for high-ranking members of the organization, including the Lancers and the Hand of Corrosion, thus gaining a considerable number of valuable contacts.
On the army's side, Sickle was ordered to lead his troops back to their base.
Logo and Audora then approached the group of prisoners.
After identifying the mastermind and accomplices, Logo called out names, Audora took action. One by one, heads of various appearances flew up, and the remaining people trembled with fear, afraid that it would be their turn.
The mastermind was completely wiped out; among the prisoners present were mostly members of Platinum Glory and Graystone Castle who were not highly regarded.
In other words, these people can be recruited.
It wasn't Star Sea Bank that was absorbed, but Logo himself.
"You people were originally meant to be sold into slavery, or used as experimental subjects for alchemists..."
Logo paced back and forth, his face cold and stern. His words caused everyone's expressions to change drastically, especially when they heard that they would become alchemists' experimental materials. Many people's legs went weak and they collapsed to the ground.
After his effective Intimidation, Logo changed the subject, "However, I happen to be short-handed here. If you are willing to reform yourselves, you may have a bright future ahead of you. You all know which option to choose, right?"