The moment the aura of teleportation appeared on the battlefield, Alidor and Madeleine caught it. However, Madeleine was in no position to do much else about it.
That said, it didn’t mean that they hadn’t expected this. No matter how conceited the Golden Crow Sect was, after getting word that the Flaming Lily Sect had reconquered so many of their towers so quickly, how could they continue to remain unperturbed?
Out of everyone on the battlefield, Egan was by far the most nervous. His sect had left all of this under his command, yet could he have failed any more miserably? He lost two towers within the first three days, and he was about to lose a tower that had been firmly in their possession for tens of thousands of years. Who knew how he could possibly wash this shame away?
The moment the light faded, everyone realized that it wasn’t a group, but actually, a single person. Despite realizing this, those of the 4th quadrant sects couldn’t help but feel their hearts seize.
This woman was every bit as beautiful as Madeleine, except her dressing was far less conservative.
Her armor only covered her most important parts with a blazing gold metal that hurt the eyes to look at. Her hair, just as brilliant a gold, hung loosely from her back, extenuated by her red eyes.
Despite having the same hair and eye color as Egan, she came from another pillar family of the sect. Not the Goldeens, but instead, the Crow family. This was the Golden Crow Sect’s third ranked disciple, Empress Angelica Crow.
Unlike the Flame Rebirth and Fiery Lotus Sects, cultivation wasn’t the strict determiner of rank. For example, Egan was a 12th stage Saint, but Angelica was an 11th staged. Not only was their quality far superior, their comprehension of various arts was at an all time high.
“Senior Sister,” Egan greeted nervously.
“Why aren’t you fighting?” Angelica responded coldly. One would never think that such a scantily clad woman would also be so cold and unfeeling. It was definitely a virtue to not judge a book by its cover.
In truth, Angelica had her own reasons for cutting her armor like this. However, only her most powerful opponents learned why, and considering most of them are now dead, there’s no one to tell the tale.
It was only after she spoke that those with their heads stuck in the clouds suddenly realized that despite being given the impression that they could almost see her everything, Angelica perpetually released a fire and steam so boiling that it distorted the air around her, making it difficult to see her long smooth legs and ample cleavage. Even her features were difficult to see causing many to begin to doubt if she truly was just as beautiful as Madeleine, or if the vague mystery had boosted her rating.
However, they could only think these things silently. Anyone daring to say any of these things to Angelica’s face would have long since been killed.
“This… I was surveying the situation. Before we appeared, our army was obstructed by this massive crater. I have no idea what the enemy could be planning so I didn’t think it wise to leave the corps unattended.”
Angelica didn’t answer, instead, she looked up into the skies to see Madeleine fighting, before checking around.
“While you’re standing here “attending” to the army, the Flaming Lily Sect is just moments away from the conquering the tower.”
“That’s imposs –“ Before Egan could finish, he looked over wide-eyed to see Ava and Thor having already pushed the distance from a hundred meters to only about twenty. “How?!”
It was only now that Egan realized that the Duchess he had ignored earlier was having a massive impact on the battlefield. Her sword was elegant and light, as though she was dancing without care, yet her cold gaze chilled even his fiery hot blood to the core.
‘If she charges up the tower, it’s over!’
“Go stop her.” Angelica said coldly.
Egan rushed forward. Although he wanted to ask his senior sister what her plan was, judging by how her eyes were trained on Madeleine, there would be no suspense to the answer.
Angelica turned her gaze from Madeleine to the crater before snorting coldly. Her delicate hand stretched out as a blazing golden-red flame erupted from her palm.
The army stumbled backward, unable to handle the heat. ‘6th stage fire intent!’
The golden flames wrapped around the edge of the crater, melting the ground.
At first, everyone wondered what Angelica was doing. If she harmed the ground any more, she wouldn’t be helping, instead, she’d be sending them all to their deaths!
However, it was at that moment that an illusory pair of golden-red wings appeared on her back and the fire intent became wind intent!
A cold wind gushed through the battlefield, quickly cooling the molten rock just as it covered the cracks allowing poisonous gas through.
By this point, everyone was stunned. It could be considered arrogant beyond belief to send a 3rd ranked disciple when you were aware that you were dealing with a 1st, yet who would dare doubt a woman who so easily used two 6th level intents on such a large scale with blinking an eye?!
It was only now that they remembered that the Golden Crow Sect was ranked first for a reason… Not only were their two pillar families outstanding in bloodline, they had by far the most disciple depth, so much so that even their 7th ranked disciple was already a peak saint… and their third? Comparable to the Flaming Lily Sect’s first!