The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

Chapter 1600 - 454: Two Colins?

With pupils wide open like blood holes, Rolandar finally swallowed his last breath, his soul returning to the Nest City far from the earth, held aloft by thousands of Bone Spears.

The deafening explosion echoed several kilometers away on the battlefield, startling both armies locked in fierce combat, many soldiers even halting their actions, staring blankly towards it.

What has happened?

No one knew.

Except for Theresa, who guessed vaguely at something as she watched Erin rush into the forest, the faces of most were marked with confusion.

Including the startled Ratmen.

Though anxious, Theresa knew now was not the time to worry about Princess Aileen.

She gritted her teeth, raising her blood-stained Riding Spear high, and shouted loudly to the Citizen Cavalry behind her.

"It's Saint Sis's Magic! The Holy Light stands with us! For glory, for faith! Charge with me! Drive these Devils from the Abyss back into the Abyss!"

No matter who the victory in the forest belongs to, she must do the only thing she can now!

That is to secure the victory on the front battlefield!

As for whose miracle that deafening explosion belongs to, it doesn't matter to them at all.

All they can do is believe!

And unite as one!

"Kill—!"

The already exhausted Citizen Cavalry once again roared the charge, throwing away the broken Riding Spears and drawing their Longswords, charging fiercely towards the flank of the Green Forest Army.

Watching this group of cavalry as if aided by divine intervention, the morale of the already wavering Green Forest Army finally began to collapse, the crooked line breaking backward like an avalanche.

Like the fleeing Ratmen.

"Charge!!"

The Commanders on the frontline also drew their War Blades, roaring the charge, leading the long-blood-bathed Campbell soldiers with bayonets fixed, chasing the retreating Green Forest Army.

They cannot give the enemy a chance to regroup their remnants!

If they let them escape into the rat holes again, it won't be long before these Apostles of Chaos will come back with weapons and support from the Ratmen!

The victory on the front battlefield has already been decided, and the blood-soaked Theresa finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Now even if Rolandar were still alive, facing the situation of an army collapsing like a landslide, he would surely have no recourse.

What's urgent now is Princess Aileen!

"Follow me!"

Shouting to the cavalry beside her, Theresa kicked the horse's belly hard, leading two hundred cavalry into the dust-filled forest.

Seeing this, the Dwarf Lord fighting alongside the Campbell people not far away also flipped onto a goat, shouting and chasing after.

"I'm going with you all!"

Though he felt a bit anxious facing the Divine Chosen of Chaos, he couldn't watch his allies march to their deaths.

At least he possessed Platinum Level strength, and was also blessed by the Book of Hatred and given a Divine Artifact by the Dwarf King.

As long as the opponent wasn't a Demigod Strongman, he still had a chance for a few exchanges.

Theresa did not refuse; when the Dwarf Lord charged to her side, their forces united and killed into the forest.

However, when she reached the forest, she did not see her respected princess, only a ground full of skeletons and scorched marks.

"Your Highness—!" she shouted loudly, scanning the surroundings with an anxious expression.

"...At least our enemy isn't here either, maybe she won and just passed out from exertion." The Dwarf Lord muttered a sentence, though he also felt it couldn't persuade himself.

Wielding the Light of Praise isn't without cost, and what kind of price is needed for a Platinum Level Knight to defeat a seemingly Purple Crystal Level Chaos Chosen?

It's hard to say how he compares to Duke Aaron's old opponent—the Reggie Dragon Demon King.

To defeat Reggie Dragon, the Duke had burned his own life as the price.

Theresa bit her lip tightly, her face slightly white, she turned back and shouted to her men.

"Spread out! Her Highness should be nearby, find her!"

"Yes!"

The cavalry responded to orders, galloping around to search for traces of Erin.

"I'll have my men help too." The Dwarf Lord left a sentence, riding his goat back to the battlefield, calling his men over to help search.

Though Dwarves have shorter legs, they have sensitive noses, at least they can smell the scent of rats, preventing the Ratmen from capturing the Campbell Duchy's Princess.

In the forest, a dark figure stood silently on a branch, overlooking the busy figures below.

Though he didn't understand why Lord Demon King cared about the lives and deaths of these Humans, the now fully molded Thanos would never question any command issued by Lord Demon King.

Of course, he could swear to the Demon God, he never questioned before either, at most he just grumbled quietly to himself.

"The Campbell Cavalry seems quite anxious... Given that they're nearly exhausted, need I let them sleep for a while? My Majesty." Thanos softly spoke to the butterfly resting on his wrist, looking as respectful as a loyal dog.

The butterfly flapped its wings slightly, he remembered Lord Demon King instructed that meant shaking its head.

'Don't do anything unnecessary.'

Thanos nodded slightly, silently regretting for a second that his trump card could not appear.

What a pity.

Actually letting that loud Bransia reach Diamond Level first, even though he himself was just a bit away from breaking through.

"As you command, Your Majesty."

Leaving this sentence, Thanos faded into the shadows, withdrew from the explosion site, and continued to monitor the Campbell people's position...