novelraw #277 - Section 277
#277 - Section 277
Yavensali's heart was rapidly changing, far more adaptable to her new role than ordinary newborn gods, and her methods for maintaining the war were particularly ruthless.
Almost all of her legions had undergone troop modifications from the Seven Gods, with a significant proportion transformed into monsters without intelligence, only knowing destruction.
And the slightly higher-ranking officers, the Dark Elf main race, also had deficiencies in lifespan and personality in exchange for powerful strength.
In the past, even within the evil Dark Elves, this was considered a forbidden dark cultivation path, but as a follower of the god, Yavensali used it endlessly, just to bridge the gap in combat power with the Elven Empire.
As long as the three-year war continues, the modification can be stopped, Yavensali's magical creature modification skills have improved more than just a little.
Just in terms of the methods used on intelligent creatures, even Lydia may not have as much experience as Yavensali.
Just like the rapid progress of medicine in war, many so-called experiments have ethical problems. The more you abandon the bottom line, the more you can try recklessly and without restrictions, and the more likely you are to achieve powerful results.
The easiest and most dangerous path to obtaining power is calledunscrupulous.
Now the Dark Elves have successfully embarked on the road of revenge against their surface homeland.
Although Tybella's avatar's(泰贝拉化身: Tybella's incarnation) descent was the most crucial factor in breaking the balance, the Dark Elves' all-out powerful combat power and offensive were also necessary conditions for Tybella to carry out the pursuit smoothly and quickly.
First break the border fortress, then burn the capital, now seeing the frantically fleeing Elven fleet, Yavensali's heart is surging with excitement.
How many fresh and delicious sacrifices!
As long as there are reasonable means, these sacrifices can be transformed into the power of faith and become part of her power.
Although the vast majority will belong to Tybella, even a small share is a growth that she could not have touched before.
As long as she continues to grow, she can become as powerful as the main god sooner or later!
Yavensali's gaze was scorching, not concealing her ambition to replace her.
Above the Dark Elf army formation, a golden dragon pulled a gorgeous chariot, on which sat Tybella's three incarnations.
Like an Amazon warrior, dressed boldly and revealingly, with half of her chest cut off, a warrior incarnation wielding a spear and shield.
Mysterious as the night moon, a black robe covering her graceful figure, with magical elemental spirits floating around her, a mage incarnation with blurred eyes.
Cold as frost, wearing a holy white robe, looking at the world with compassion, but greatly strengthening the soldiers to make them enter a state of combat frenzy, a priest incarnation.
It is said that smart women are ever-changing. The three Tybellas have almost no difference in appearance, but because of different occupations, dress, and temperament, they present completely different perceptions.
But all the incarnations created at the power limit of this world, the classic iron triangle cooperating with each other, have a combat power comparable to a million soldiers, and are confident that they can solve all the enemies in this world.
So what if the Eternal Night Empress is strong? She is only one person, can she withstand a gang fight?
"Start the pursuit, remember to slow down a bit and don't kill them all. I want to pave a road of blood from here to the Qing Teng Empire to welcome my arrival!"
Priest Tybella gave Yavensali the order, the holy temperament, paired with the coldest and most ruthless language, inexplicably made people's backs feel cold.
"My lord, everything will be as you wish." Yavensali responded.
Tybella sat elegantly on the golden dragon chariot, revealing an interested expression, wanting to appreciate the two opposing races created by her, continuing to kill each other.
Rounding up, this is also sisterly infighting. Watching beautiful people not leave each other a way to live is the most interesting thing for her!
The Dark Elf spellcasters began to act, and large-scale spells will change the gravity rules here, making those airships stage a meteor shower.
The modified monsters whose species could not be determined before, moved forward under the control of the beast tamers, preparing to give the "lucky ones" who could not fall to their deaths a finishing blow.
A dozen black dragons soared into the sky, with black-skinned female warriors holding spears on their backs, looking down upon the opponents they could match.
Their waiting did not last long, and they soon encountered opponents.
The Elf Queen led the Royal Guards, as well as many strong people from the Elven Empire, off the train, off the airship, off the transportation that could carry them to safety.
They took the initiative to stay and form a military formation, horizontally in front of the monster formation that was moving forward, with their swords pointing directly at the spellcaster array that was truly casting spells.
Under the double flag of the stars and moon that only the direct bloodline of the Moon Walker family can raise, the Elf Queen, the Queen said that the former Elf Queen Gladys was wearing special openwork armor, and the light of countless magic crystal machines lit up in her palm, countering the spellcasters' attempt to modify the neutral rules.
"Charge!"
The Elf Royal Guards, wearing heavy armor and riding unicorns, with their spears leveled, charged towards the spellcaster forces that were tightly protected by the military formation.
And the one charging at the front was Gladys, riding on the back of a phoenix, with a calm gaze.
"Your courage really surprises me, facing the pursuers of the gods, you dare to take the initiative to stay behind."
Yavensali's incarnation took the initiative to stop Gladys, looking at this very likely to be the last Elf Queen with interest.
"I am the Queen, it is my duty.", Gladys replied indifferently.
"What a foolish decision, you should decisively abandon those civilians to escape, so that you have the possibility of revenge."
"If they live, reproduce, and grow stronger, they will avenge me."
"How long do you think your riffraff can last? How far can those useless lowly people run?"
Yavensali covered her mouth and giggled, which can be called graceful and charming, and the resentment in her eyes was so strong that it was about to drip out, "You hypocrites who live in the sun always can't see the real power, and are deceived by those useless empty words."
"We persist in, and firmly believe in different things, no need to say more."
Gladys' magic power erupted, using the family secret technique at the cost of burning her body and soul, and launched an attack on Yavensali.
"Naive... you don't understand the power of God at all!"
Yavensali casually summoned four dark elemental lords and blocked them in front of her, consuming Gladys' limited burst.
The ground impact was not smooth either.
The Elf Royal Guards were led by Gladys' father, the Elf Grand Prince, and their strength, equipment, and morale were worthy of their name. The three years of bloody battle have already made them the top-notch strong army in the traditional sense of this world.
But their numbers were too small after all, and without enough spellcasters and magic crystal machinery to cooperate, they could not gain the upper hand against the huge monsters that only had the instinct to destroy.
Many times, before reaching the enemy's army formation, they had been applied with a series of negative effects by the spellcasters, making it difficult to even lift the weapons in their hands, and the slow and trembling movements were like those of an elderly person with Parkinson's.
But they still raised their guns, in a charging posture, facing the enemy, guarding the civilians behind them to continue moving forward.
The monster's palm fell down, and these expensive cavalry were patted into meat paste, as if patting a insignificant ant to death.
But the elves were still moving forward.
The sharpshooters discovered the beast tamers who controlled these monsters, and accurately hit the temple with a hundred steps, causing the monsters they controlled to fall into a state of chaos.
The strong men then used their own means to bypass the protection of the soldiers and directly attack the spellcaster forces in the rear.
Of course, there were also many strong people in the dark region. After all, it was the essence of a whole world, and it was modified by Yavensali's unscrupulous means. The power of the Elven Empire alone was not their opponent at all.
But all they had to do was delay time.
With a tearing wail, the phoenix that should have been immortal was cursed by the fire of revenge, suppressing its Nirvana ability, and slid down from the sky like a huge fire meteor.
The mount being directly attacked only represents one thing, its owner Gladys is dead.
Yavensali looked at this scene leisurely: "Overestimated."
"But if it was a normal battle, she would have won this game." Tybella's priest incarnation came to Yavensali's side, with a playful look.
The Elf Royal Guards caused no small chaos to the Dark Elf army formation by accurately killing the beast tamers, but now they are all dead.
But the time they gained has already been used by the spellcasters of the Elven Empire in the rear to create a temporary defense line, blocking the Dark Elves' advance route, and building a super-giant magic circle that prohibits teleportation.
Although a magic circle of this level can still be broken by Tybella, no one can guarantee whether this god will personally take action again, or whether she can still personally take action.
It may indeed be a useless effort, but other than this useless effort, they have no more operations to complete, only to fully display it to give those ordinary people behind them, representing the old, young, women and children who will continue the Elven race, time to escape.
"Damn it, Gladys is dead, those big shots are running away, and they are still building a defense line here?" Yavensali's face was ugly.
For her, if the pursuit still requires Tybella to take action again, or if Gladys has delayed too much time, it is indeed a defeat.
"No, those big shots did not run away, they all stayed, and the chance to escape was left to the civilians."
Tybella said slowly, "It seems that the influence of the Qing Teng Empire is really terrible. This routine is very similar to those mosquitoes who are making trouble in my rear!"
Yavensali looked over along Tybella's fingers, and only then did she realize that many of the magicians who built the defense line were dressed in gorgeous clothes, and were big figures at the level of the empire's executives, and the most powerful magicians of the elves.
Nobles stay, civilians escape?
This Elven Empire still looks ancient and elegant on the surface, but some of the spirits at the bottom have undergone changes that Yavensali does not understand at all...
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On the speeding train, the control magic on Windsor was gradually fading away.
She directly pushed open the carriage door, and was seeing the scene of the phoenix falling like a fire meteor:
"Mother... Father..."
She heard the earth-shattering shouts of killing from the Dark Elves, and saw the tragic scene of the Royal Guards being constantly swallowed by monsters.
But all they did was valuable after all, in exchange for the hope of escape for the civilians of Yax Leaf.
Windsor felt her eyes were wet, and tears were accumulating in her eyes, but she raised her head and forcibly held back.
Gladys' words were still echoing in her ears, what a queen should do at this moment, she had indeed demonstrated with action.
Compared to her mother's calmness and composure, Windsor did perform very badly. The smoothness of these days gave her the illusion that governing was so simple and easy.
But unexpectedly, a Dark Elf raid knocked her back to her original form. All the previous arrangements failed, the palace where she had lived since she was a child was bombed into ruins, countless familiar faces were killed, and her emotions were on the verge of collapse.
Education and stress resistance are not directly related.
It was the Elf Queen, who had been in a semi-secluded state during this time, who stood up and ordered a retreat with the fastest decision, organized the evacuation, and led the most surviving forces to escape.
The final result also proved that this was the most correct choice, because with the power of the Elven Empire, it could not resist Tybella's three incarnations descending at all.
Whether it was the elves or Qing Teng, they had previously thought that even if Tybella took action personally, she would only descend one incarnation, or even just a projection, so the defensive measures were also prepared according to this standard.
As a result, it exceeded the standard all of a sudden, and the Elven Empire had only escape left.
"Your Highness, there are representatives of the citizens requesting to see you, saying that their energy is insufficient." An official outside requested to see her.
"Then let them, let them..."
Windsor's head suddenly became a mess again, and her head suddenly went blank.
Let them stay and build a second line of defense?
This is the most stable choice, sacrificing a small number of people to allow more people to survive, and as a queen, she should bear such responsibility.
But her kindness made her unable to say such an order.
She tried to think of another solution, but the more anxious she was, the more chaotic her mind became, and suddenly it went blank.
"Mother, I still can't do it, I have disappointed you..."
The tears that had been held back finally fell.
"If you make a mistake once, just perform well during the counterattack, there's nothing to cry about."
A figure appeared, gently wiping her tears with a handkerchief.
Behind him, twelve mountain-like giant whales, with medium and small warships like a fish swarm storm, cut off the Dark Elf army that was chasing after them.
After receiving the news, Roger led the Empire's Second Fleet and finally rushed to the rescue.
And more of the Empire's fleets are also urgently gathering and heading towards Tybella's location.
This was already a stage prepared for her, although the time she chose was a bit subtle, and even the imperial people who had been staring at the front line were a bit out of control.
Fortunately, the elves successfully held them back, and the plan was successfully launched after some unexpected events.
Chapter 255 The Queen's Secret Operation
Qing Teng Empire, the City of Mysteries.
The annual New Year's celebration was held as scheduled. Angelina, as the spokesperson of the government, will announce to the people the achievements made by the empire in the past year and propose plans for the new year.
Then there will be a New Year's Eve party brought by the empire's most outstanding literary and artistic workers. Before zero o'clock, there will be a public speech by the Eternal Night Empress to encourage all citizens, and finally, everyone will welcome the arrival of the New Year together.
This is already a familiar process for everyone.
And because the empire's war against the Church of the Goddess of War has begun and continues to win victories, and can also see some real records of people from other worlds living in dire straits, even the government work reports that are considered boring by people from other countries are listened to with relish by the people of the empire.
Behold our mighty fleet, behold our formidable cannons, behold our invincible Empress…
Alas, the Empress had no opportunity to act in this war, a regrettable thing indeed, ohohohoho!
At this time, the Imperials' feelings become quite conflicted.
The Empress did not act, and we could not witness her invincible figure, but this also represents that the strength of the Imperial army is strong enough; we can now handle enemies that only the Empress could deal with in the past...
If we can continue to be victorious like this, and Her Majesty never has to act, we can accept that!
The Green Vine Empire's New Year's gala is a spectacular performance that the entire Empire awaits for a whole year; it also has a considerable influence on other countries in this world.