Chapter 343 The Final Battle
Chapter 343 The Final Battle
"Where are we?" the otherworlders asked, their voices tinged with panic.
Olivia and Elena glanced around, their confusion mirroring the others. They found themselves in an open field, with a vast army marching in the distance, the sound of countless footsteps echoing ominously.
"An army? A war? So many soldiers!" one of them muttered, his voice trembling.
Suddenly, the space before them rippled like water, and Aengus, Bella, and Aria materialized, their presence overwhelming and suffocating.
"Whoosh!"
The air grew heavy with pressure.
"So powerful!" Elena whispered cautiously to Olivia. "Sister Olivia, he must be a Transcendental for sure. We must tread carefully."
In the background, three others desperately tried to communicate with a strange treasure, likely a device meant to summon aid or escape.
Aengus, noticing their futile attempts, raised his hand casually. With a single commanding gesture, the trio was pulled toward him, their bodies frozen in terror.
"Ah, no... Spare—"
Their screams were cut short, their eyes wide in shock as they fell lifeless to the ground.
The remaining otherworlders stared in horror, their disbelief palpable. Olivia gripped her sword tightly, her knuckles white as she tried to steady her trembling hand.
"What do you want from us?" she demanded, her voice steady despite the fear coursing through her veins.
Aengus looked at her with an inscrutable expression, his calm demeanor more terrifying than any rage. "What I want... is for you all to listen. From now on, you have two choices: To Die or to Serve me."
"Tyrannical..."
That was the only word Olivia could muster as she observed Aengus, his aura exuding absolute dominance.
"Give us some time at least, and can you tell us your identity?" Olivia asked cautiously, her voice firm but calculated, clearly intending to buy time.
Aengus smirked, seeing through her intentions. "Don't waste your time planning an escape. I am the Emperor of the Liberation Empire. I've taken a liking to your talents—you should consider it an honor."
The Unique Skills this time were remarkable. Two Mythic Unique Skills. Fairy Summoning was excellent, but it was not designed for Aengus.
Aria and Bella beamed happily after reading the descriptions of their Unique Skills.
"These skills are incredible, husband. No wonder you got so strong..." Bella muttered, her eyes fluttering charmingly.
Aengus smiled wryly, while Aria laughed sweetly.
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The United Liberation Army's march began, clearing demons from their path as they advanced.
Innocent villagers, rescued from the chaos, looked back with gratitude, their faces filled with relief and hope.
From there, the army set its sights on the main battlefield, where a Great War raged among billions of individuals.
The three empires Aengus had conquered—Phoenix, Kairos, and the Demi-Human Empire—had fortunately escaped heavy attacks. This wasn't mere luck. The credit lay with Aengus' presence.
The higher-ups in the demon world had issued orders for their forces to avoid provoking those empires as much as possible. They understood that crossing paths with the Void Entity was a risk they weren't yet prepared to take.
Bella and Aria teleported to the warship where Aengus' main body stood.
Quin, Drake, and Yona chatted nearby, while the three generals, Sen and Sienna, dutifully maintained the army's command.
Aengus' gaze was fixed on the horizon: first a desert path, then a sea, and beyond that, the Holy Battlefield where the Holy Empire's and Dragon Empire's combined forces clashed against the entire demon army.
The distance spanned hundreds of thousands of miles, but to Aengus, it felt as if it were within arm's reach.
"Sister Aria, Bella, where were you? You missed a lot of interesting moments," Drake and Yona said with smiles.
"Oh, why don't you tell me, Drake? I'd love to listen," Bella replied charmingly.
Drake's face flushed at her beauty, but a pinch from Yona quickly brought him back to his senses. Drake had already confessed his feelings to Yona, and now they were in a relationship.
They conversed happily, sharing lighthearted moments to relieve the stress of the final battle.
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