Although Zazriel and Kalaziel wanted to help their people, they deemed that it would be more dangerous to let the Majin Prince and the Majin Princess attack them from behind.
Because of this, both decided to kill their opponents as fast as possible. That way, they could save as much of their people as possible from the Rank 9 Monsters, who were taking advantage of their absence.
It was just like Camazotz said earlier.
In their eyes, the Artemian Army were all just Apocalypse Points.
Points that they were going to farm until they ran out.
Thirteen, who was inside Rocky’s Mobile Fortress, was looking at the battlefield through Blacky’s eyes.
The Nightmare Black Hound was watching the battle from the top of a hill. Through this point of view, Thirteen was able to pinpoint the weakest link in the Artemian Army, which he planned to take advantage of.
Kamrusepa, who was fighting against Kalaziel, smiled as she looked at her opponent.
“Someone wanted me to pass you a message,” Kamrusepa stated. “For the past decades, you Artemians have killed countless Wanderers for your entertainment. Now, it’s time for all of you to pay your debts. None of you will leave this place alive.”
Kalaziel snorted as he summoned his sword to fight against the smiling lady in front of him.
“Is that the message from that lowly human boy who ruined our preparations?” Kalaziel asked.
“Yes,” Kamrusepa replied. “A lowly human boy who said that he will piss on your head once it has been severed from your body.”
“Very funny,” Kalaziel commented. “I guess I’ll cut your head off first before I go look for him. The one who won’t be leaving this place alive is you.”
Kamrusepa didn’t say anything and simply kept the smile on her face.
She was really not suited for fighting since her specialty was commanding her forces from the rear.
Even so, she still chose to face off against Kalaziel. She believed in her gut instinct, and it was telling her that if she left this High Archon alone, the balance of power would once again shift in the invader’s favor.
This was something that Thirteen, Camazotz, and Kamrusepa didn’t want to happen.
While the Majin Princess and the High Archon were about to start their battle, a loud explosion erupted in the distance, and Arthur skidded over a dozen meters from where he stood.
The old man’s face was solemn, but his eyes didn’t show any signs of fear.
Arthur had long wanted to become a Monarch. So, even if he had to risk his life, he must defeat the foe in front of him.
“That’s one tough shield you have there,” Eremiel stated. “But, it will not be enough to save your life.”
Arthur didn’t reply. After all, he didn’t come to the Arcadia Archipelago to chat. He only came to kill the foe in front of him and absorb the Artemian’s Core, allowing him to make his breakthrough.
The two gazed at each other for a few seconds before Arthur took a step forward, creating a crater under his foot.
He then disappeared from where he stood and reappeared right in front of Eremiel ready to strike.
“Fool,” Eremiel sneered as he also slashed forward.
He planned to destroy his opponent’s weapon with his strike and then slice his opponent in half.
He didn’t believe that a Throne would be strong enough to defeat him in battle.
But, just as the two swords were about to make contact, dozens of spears emerged from the ground around Eremiel’s body and stabbed him from every direction.
This made the Rank 9 Commander pause for a brief second, making him lose the momentum of his strike.
The sound of two metals clashing against each other spread in the surroundings.
Eremiel was forced to take a single step back due to the force behind Arthur’s strike.
But, a second later, he felt a stinging pain behind his right knee, making him look down behind him.
There, he saw a lady with long black hair, holding two short swords in each hand.
Before the Rank 9 Commander could do anything, the black-
haired lady swiftly retreated and distanced herself from the enemy whom she had stabbed.
The Rank 9 Commander was four meters tall, so the only part Callista could hit was the back of Eremiel’s knee.
Still, the most she was able to do to Eremiel’s skin, was to draw a little bit of his blood.
However, that was enough for Callista.
Eremiel narrowed his eyes on the lady who attacked him from behind before raising his hand to block a boulder that was sent flying in his direction.
Hans loosened his tie as he also prepared to go all out against the Rank 9 Commander.
“I thought you planned to fight me one-on-one?” Eremiel asked as he looked at Arthur in disdain.
“I don’t remember saying such a thing,” Arthur replied. “The only thing I said is that it is high time that I become a Monarch. I never said anything about fighting you one-on-one.”
Eremiel didn’t say anything and simply did a backhand slash with his sword, targeting Callista, who had managed to sneak an attack at him earlier.
The black-haired lady nimbly jumped and rolled to her right side, evading Eremiel’s attack that was meant to take her life.
Arthur once again charged in Eremiel’s direction. Canceling his shield, he held his great sword with both hands.
Eremiel, who was holding his own sword with one hand, initially decided to block Arthur’s blow and make sure that the other insects facing him wouldn’t be able to land a sneak attack on his body.
Although faint, the stinging behind his right knee was becoming more pronounced, making him feel that the injury he received wasn’t that simple.
But, his decision would soon prove to be a mistake.
Arthur was planning to use the strongest attack of his Heaven’s Blade Martial Skill, which was a Divine Ranked Martial Technique that he acquired by wielding the two Mythical Weapons that Gerald and Zion had crafted especially for him.
“Heaven’s Wrath!” Arthur roared as the great sword in his hand glowed in a golden light.
Just as he was about to seriously block Arthur’s blow, the ground under his feet shifted, making him lose his balance.
Arthur’s slash created a deep, and massive fissure on the ground that extended to hundreds of meters.
When the light receded, a severed arm fell on the ground, followed by a pained scream from Eremiel, who had just had his dominant arm cut off from his body.
Thirteen, who had orchestrated Rocky’s attack, sneered as Rocky briefly emerged from the ground in order to swallow the severed arm before diving into the ground once more.
Rocky’s attack was flawless. His Master had timed it perfectly, leaving no room for errors.
Since Thirteen was worried about the Leventis Family, he decided to assist them first in battle so that Arthur would get an upper hand against his enemy.
However, he also knew that even with one of his arms severed, a Rank 9 Sovereign would not be going down easily.
This was also the reason why he asked Rocky to dive deeper, intending to ensure that they were out of Eremiel’s detection range.
From beneath the ground, they would continue planning their next sneak attack that would deal a fatal blow to the Commander of the Artemian Army.