Gaap grinned as he raised his head, looking at his disciple and Hana, who were hovering in the sky.
Antero had already crushed the chains that bound his body and prevented him from using his abilities.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm sure that you already know my name," Gaap stated as Antero stood behind him, creating a pressure that made everyone listen to his words. "But if you don't know who I am, allow me to re-introduce myself.
"My name is Gaap, and I am Lady Hereswith's disciple. I have come to destroy the Divine Empire and its army. So, if you don't wish to die, stay out of my way. Likewise, if you decide to side with my enemies, be prepared for I will not show you any mercy!"
The Halfling raised his hand and immediately the members of Gaap's Covenant appeared.
"Break your seals," Gaap ordered. "The time to fight has come!"
All of Gaap's Covenant members were all Empyrean-Ranked World Bosses.
After breaking their seal, their strength drastically rose, and they directly broke through the Calamity Rank.
With another wave of the Halfling's hand, countless Undead Monsters of different shapes and sizes appeared in the surroundings.
All of them radiated an Unholy Aura, scaring the spectators in the plaza to run away as they screamed.
"Members of the Divine Army, hear my command!" the Sovereign of the Divine Army of Light shouted, his voice spreading through the entire Divine Empire. "Purge the Heretics in accordance with Heaven's will!"
Hundreds of Saints moved at the same time and engaged the Undead Legion that Gaap had summoned.
"Help the Divine Army!" one of the Kings whose Kingdom was affiliated with the Divine Empire shouted. "Cleanse this land of filt—argh!"
The King wasn't able to finish his words because Antero's fist smashed his body, turning it into meat paste.
Seeing this scene, the guests of the Divine Army split into two groups.
Those who had no intention of helping them, and those who were affiliated with them.
The Elves of Espoir Frieden, the Dragons of Karshvar Draconis, and the Crystal Palace were among the Factions that chose not to side with the Divine Empire and simply watched from the side.
Not far from the plaza, Tristan looked at his father. He was wondering whether his father would choose to help the Divine Empire in order to form a good relationship with them or stay neutral and watch from the side.
Victor wasn't aware that Tristan was currently waiting for him to make his decision. He was currently in a state of shock as he stared at the Half-Elf in the sky, who was also his daughter's fiance.
'Just what is going on?!' Victor thought. 'Why is this dumb kid poking a hornet's nest?! Does he have a death wish?!'
Fortunately, Victor was a man who could quickly adapt to any situation. After recovering from his shock, he grabbed Tristan and flew away.
Since Lux was already his daughter's fiance, he decided to not interfere with the battle. However, he wouldn't do anything to help the Half-Elf either.
The Divine Army was one of the biggest organizations in Elysium. Despite Gaap's momentum, Victor believed that it was only a matter of time before he was suppressed.
There were fifty Supremes and thousands of Saints gathered in the Divine Empire. If they couldn't deal with a Demigod and a few Calamity-Ranked Monsters, then they would have long ago been defeated by the Abyssal Monsters, who had come to conquer their lands.
The Sovereign of the Divine Army glanced at Antero before shifting his gaze to the Half-Elf in the sky.
Right now, the Halfling was being protected by the Golem of Destruction, so the easiest persimmon to pinch was none other than the red-headed Half-Elf, who had shattered the barrier of his Capital City.
"Maeve, can you deal with the Half-Elf?" the Sovereign of the Divine Army asked the Oracle seated beside him.
"Yes," Maeve answered. "Leave that brat to me."
They had already prepared a team that would deal with the Half-Elf if he ever appeared to rescue his Master.
The Sovereign nodded and engaged the Golem of Destruction, who was busy fending off the Saints that were attacking Gaap.
The Oracle and a hundred Saints rose toward the sky in order to capture Lux.
In their eyes, Lux was just a measly Ranker. How could he possibly resist hundreds of Saints who were several times stronger than him?
When Valerie and Aur saw this scene, both of their faces turned pale. Valerie was the first one to break her silence as she pleaded with her father to save Lux.
"Just watch, Valerie," the Dragon King replied without even looking at his daughter. "This is the reality of the world. There are strong people, and there are weak people. The strong will always use their powers to oppress the weak and have their way."
Valerie already had a feeling that her father wouldn't agree to her request, so she looked at Lady Faustina, who stood beside her.
"I'm sorry, Valerie." Lady Faustina shook her head. "Our hands are tied right now."
Tears welled up in Valerie's eyes out of frustration and despair. Ali, who wasn't able to bear her suffering, hugged the Dragon Princess.
At that moment, the feelings that she had been holding back burst like a broken dam. She clung to Ali and cried, her tears falling like rain.
Ari hugged Valerie from behind, preventing her from seeing the carnage that was happening around them.
The three of them were only weak women who would instantly die if they were to interfere in a battle of this magnitude.
Aur bit his bottom lip while clenching his fists. His gaze was locked on the Half-Elf who was about to be attacked by hundreds of Saints.
But despite his frustrations, the Dragon Prince realized that Lux was still looking very calm. It was as if the Saints that were flying in his direction, didn't pose a threat to him.
Lux stared at his Master on the ground with a frown. Although Antero and his Master's Covenant Members were strong, their opponents weren't pushovers.
Aside from the Sovereign of the Divine Empire, four other Supremes had joined the battle.
All five of them worked together to keep Antero busy, while the Saints focused on dealing with the Halfling's Calamity-Ranked Protectors.
Right now, his Master was fighting against five Supremes and over a hundred Saints.
The Half-Elf knew that it was only a matter of time before they managed to land a clean hit on his Master, whose Rank was only that of a Grade-A Apostle.
"Lux, they're almost here," Hana reported.
Lux nodded as he scanned the faces of the Saints who were flying in his direction. Immediately, he found the Oracle of Light at the rear of the formation.
Out of all the members of the Divine Army, his Master hated two people the most.
The first was the High King of Lunaria, who was already dead.
The second was none other than the Oracle of Light, who had captured the Halfling and used him as a hostage to make Hereswith stop her resistance.
"Let's go, Hana," Lux said. "Time to make them understand what we 'Heretics' can do."
Hana smiled and held Lux's hand. Immediately, the two of them teleported thousands of meters up in the sky, turning into two black dots in the sky, that were nearly impossible to see from the ground.
Of course, the Saints could see them perfectly fine, so they increased their speed as they soared towards the heavens.
For some reason, the Oracle of Light had a bad premonition, so she slowed down her flight speed to prepare for any kind of situation.
Lux then pointed his finger toward the flying Saints, and something flew out of his storage ring.
The object was flying so fast, that all the Saints could see was a blur.
It was at that moment that the Oracle of Light remembered something. Her eyes dilated and she immediately shouted, warning the Saints that were under her command.
"Scatter and evade that thing at all cost!" the Oracle shouted.
The Saints, who heard her warning, all paused for a bit before heeding her command.
However, just as they were about to take evasive actions, a sneer appeared on the Half-Elf's face.
"Eat sh*t. Motherf*ckers!"
The Hypersonic Bomb that he had unleashed detonated mid-air, drowning dozens of Saints in an explosion that could wipe two entire cities from the face of the world.
