Chapter 305 The Head General's Tragic Death.

[Unique skill: Gehenna's soldiers!]

From the moment he whispered these words, the tiny flames merged and instantly created dozens of dark demonic silhouettes with their bodies burning and wholly impregnated with gehenna flames.

"You already know your target," Alvine replied by giving this order.

-WHOOOO!!!!

Almost instantly, the dozens of fiery silhouettes became a mist of dark flames, making them look more like dark mists than flames.

But the most impressive was their speed and their annihilation powers that reduced everything to the state of ash during their games driven to the beast of the shadows.

As soon as they began to move, they had already traveled several hundred meters and appeared directly in front of the shadow beast!

The latter tried to turn around but realized that it was already surrounded!

-GROOAHHHG!!

Seeing that there was no more escape, it growled with rage and created dozens of dark spheres around it that turned into a kind of barrier that was both offensive and defensive.

Offensive because it constantly bombed the humanoid silhouettes that tried to approach it, leaving giant holes in their bodies. But being made up of immaterial flames, the soldiers of the divine domain of Alvine regenerated almost instantly and continued their assaults.

"Sigh, your resistance is commendable, but it is futile!" Alvine replied, snapping his fingers.

-Inferno!!

The next moment, the demonic silhouettes with sharp horns merged and created a storm of black fires that slowly consumed the titanic body of the shadow beast.

-Arghhh!!

Following his ruthless actions, the shrill and agonizing cry of the head general resounded in the surroundings.

But before the black flames completely consumed him, he cut his right arm off, which was affected by Alvine's flames, and used his ability to escape unto his own shadow.

At that moment, Alvine and the three spectators could notice a shadow slipping through the shadows at a faster speed than before.

Naturally, the four understood that the shadow in question was none other than that of the head general who wanted to retreat.

"Haha, even if I don't have my shadow powers, do you think you're competing with me with insignificant powers of darkness?" Whispered these words with eyes carried by malice,

Alvine bent his knees and pulled towards the shadow of the chief general, leaving a crater under his feet as he used his full speed to catch up with his prey, who wanted to flee.

Just like that, it only took him about a minute before he caught up with the chief general, who had already traveled more than a kilometer!

But from the moment he caught up with him, Alvine's body also evaporated as he joined the general in his own shadow without his consent, with the body soaked in black flames.

"Impossible!"

Then, as soon as he had time to finish this word, a long dark spear stabbed him directly to the heart, breaking his heart core!

In his agony, the head general could see the mischievous smile of his enemy, who manifested two other spears with his mysterious but dangerously deadly flames and mm stabbed his other two cores!

Just after that, the two silhouettes were ejected into the shadow of the head general who had just given his last breath!

"Huff, this bastard was afraid of death more than anything else. Finally, it was his bad luck to want to compete with me, which is an existence based on the shadow of my lord." He murmured, using the corpse of the head general as a cushion while resting.

...

"And so, who wins the bet?" Helene's confused voice resonated in the sky.

"EH... Umm, I don't really know. He only manifested his divine domain and used his powers to kill his enemy. Technically speaking, he used only one spell to defeat his enemy." Ashia also answers in an uncertain tone.

"But if we consider his movements, he used more than four movements. The manifestation of his domain, the intrusion into the shadow of his target, and finally, the three spear blows he uses to kill his target. Um, in other words, there is no winner. Only the--

"Huh? How can you count the other two attacks?! The first spear was more than enough to kill his target. Are you trying to scam me, Sohia?!" Helene replied with a sharp look.

"Urgh, scams you? We bet on the number of spells he would use, not the number of movements. Even this girl was a witness; I'm right, isn't it?!"

Following Ashia's sudden question, the two looked at Fyora, waiting for the latter to decide them.

"Uhh... I'm not qualified to be your judge. I was only focused on the ongoing battle." She says, using this excuse to remain impartial with each other.

It was perhaps more due to a trivial question, such as the feeling of inferiority she felt in her soul. But on the other hand,

'That's incredible' -Fyora's thoughts.

Her admiration for Alvine increased to the point that she felt like she was facing a deity transcending all the laws of the universe. Just her thoughts, nothing so extraordinary.

"Sigh, I would never have believed that fighting a single high-ranking divine demon would exhaust all my magical energy. Sigh, I really need to solve this energy leak problem!" On the side of Alvine, the latter had his own trivial thoughts that did not need to be all mentioned.

Following this, he stroked the high-ranking space ring around his ring.

-Woop!

Simultaneously, hundreds of divine spiritual stones appeared around him, and he closed his eyes to reconstruct his divine energy.

"Ashia, wait a moment; I have already warned Nicco to gather the troops here. Meanwhile, stand guard around me while I absorb the energy of these spiritual stones." He ordered as soon as the three appeared next to him.

"Heard, master." Both nods.

Following this, he briefly crossed the golden eyes of Fyora, who looked at his actions without blinking.

But being carefree, he closed his eyes and began the absorption process.

Just as when Alvine absorbed the energy of artifacts without using his universal law, his clone was no different from him at this level.

Near the moment he began his cultivation, the hundreds of spiritual stones trembled around him and slowly floated around him as they simultaneously and gradually emptied them of their energies at an unrealistic speed for any ordinary mage.

"Sigh, we had the same reaction the first time we witnessed this scene. Don't worry; you'll end up getting used to being with him." Ashia whispered these words to the attention of Fyora, whose eyes wanted to get out of their orbits.

"... I understand; he is the lord, after all." She murmured, leaving Helene and Ashia speechless.

*Is it my imagination, or does this succubus give the impression of admiring the master more than Nicco?* Ashia whispered these words to Helen by telepathy.

*U-um, I also have the same impression. But I don't know if it's a good idea or not*

Following this brief conversation, the two remained silent, waiting for Alvine to complete the absorption of the magical essences of the spiritual stones, half of which had already become gray after being completely emptied of their energies.

Barely an extra minute, Alvine opened his placid and vigorous eyes.

"Well, beta general, once your men and those of the other three squads, including the elite squad of the elves, come, order them to rest to recover for three hours. Then, serious things will begin." He spoke calmly after meeting Fyora's gaze once again.

"At your command, my lord." She responds instantly.

But seeing their confusion, Alvine guessed that these three did not know what he was referring to when talking about 'serious things'.

"Have you forgotten the objective of our mission? According to the information I got from little Sabrina, the grave in this place is more dangerous for us. That's why I intend to explore this area by bringing only the four generals and Ashia. As for the others, their tasks would be to amass the spoils of war that our enemies had left behind before our return." He explained himself briefly.

"Huh? Only Ashia?! Why do I have to stay?" Helene asked in a confused tone.

"Sigh, letting Nicco alone protect our men in the event of a possible attack; we will suffer more losses than anything else. And I refuse to let it happen, no matter our situation." He said in a monotonous voice.

"... okay."

After hearing the motivations that had pushed her master to make such a decision, Helene had no choice but to passively nod her head.

"Very good. For now, I'm going to stretch my legs a little while waiting for the second mission to begin." He said as he got up to the ground while dusting off his clothes, already stained with blood.

"I will escort you, milord."

"No, you'll need to recover as well."

"But--

"I paid particular attention to your battle, and it was breathtaking. I would never have thought that you would manage this military strategy with such ease. Good work for you, head of the beta squad." He said, petting Fyora's head with an ironic smile seeing her surprised.

'I suppose I have to pay attention to this habit.' He then continued in his thoughts.

--

"Your majesty, the leader of the squad of our spies is currently waiting for you; she wants to report on her mission." Meanwhile, Zanac, who had just entered King Brave's private room, delivered this message.

"Hm? If you bother me in this room, what his report must be critical, am I wrong?" The majestic voice of King Brave resonated in the small room of two square meters.

"Indeed, she says she learned sensitive information about our enemies that must be communicated urgently." Zanac, one of the four divine generals of King Brave Hidenbrid, who is also a black elf, shared this information with his king.

"Hmm, very good. Drive her to the waiting room; I will arrive after reading these reports."

Following this order on his part, Zanac bowed to him and came out of the secret room.