# This is War!
"What, the Winged Human Race?!"
The twenty-second floor, the very top of the Kasbata High Tower where the Elf Council was located.
Because it was completely open-air, the overly brilliant Sunlight poured into every corner.
However, the Temperature Inside the Court was not as scorching as imagined, remaining at a comfortable level, with cool breezes blowing through from time to time.
The area here was vast, with six-tiered stone platform seats on both sides. Each Position was occupied by a Spirit wearing a green Cape, whose Age Gap was completely indistinguishable from their appearance.
At this moment, an Elf Race member wearing a yellow Cape knelt on the Open Ground, urgently emphasizing to Chairman Tilyuk, who stood behind the central Rostrum.
"Yes, Captain Yajier, who first encountered the enemy, did indeed say that many figures of the Winged Human Race appeared in the Barbarian Fleet's Team!"
"But how is that possible? Although the Winged Human Race's disgust towards the Barbarians is not as strong as ours, they have refused contact with the Barbarians for thousands of years, just like us!"
An Elf Councilor on the left Stairs stood Up and shouted loudly.
"Enough!"
Another Spirit sitting on the right Stairs stood Up and shouted, "What's the use of saying this now? Whatever the reason, won't we know once we defeat them all?"
Seeing this, the previous Elf Councilor dared not say more.
Because this was no ordinary Council Member, but Governor Aisimaieru, one of the three Governors including the Council President, and also the Governor with the worst temper.
Aismayiru ignored him and turned to Chairman Tilyuk with a Suggestion.
"Council President, since the Winged Human Race has appeared among the Barbarians, the outer Patrol Fleet likely won't last long. I hope to lead the Council Guard to intercept them!"
Council President Tilyuk naturally had no reason to refuse: "Alright, then I'll leave the front line to you!"
"It is only right!"
Bright green Radiance appeared on Aismayiru's Body. With a cold Expression and surrounded by surging Gales, he shot straight into the Sky like a Rocket with imposing Aura.
At the same time.
Among the Council Members, about forty also summoned the Power of the Wind Spirit and followed closely.
They were Aismayiru's followers, belonging to the Iron-Blooded Faction, the most arrogant among the Elf Race and the most disgusted with Humans.
Every year, they would Suggest or Support waging War against the Barbarian Kingdom, completely destroying those Barbarians who believed in 'Demon'.
Therefore, the Combat Power of these Elf Council Members from Governor Aisimaieru's faction could also be said to be the Strongest.
They were not interested in art and Knowledge they deemed useless, only enthusiastic about Cultivation Swordsmanship and practicing Combat Magic.
However, it was fortunate that the Elf Council Members who disliked War always held the majority.
So every Vote was unsuccessful.
But now...
The Council Members remaining in the Meeting Hall exchanged glances, their Gaze carrying more or less Worry. The Barbarians actively attacking meant that the War between the two sides could no longer be stopped.
And War meant death!
They had long Lifespan and Bodies that maintained youth.
In terms of Supplies, they loved to eat Melons and Fruits and Vegetables. Although they lived in the Desert, thanks to Ancient Magic, they never lacked Food, and their Living Conditions were quite comfortable.
The Population was not very large either, as the Elf Race could only reproduce after their Bodies were fully mature, which was after reaching sixty years old.
And generally, they could only have one child. If they could have a second, it was truly worth gathering neighbors for a celebration party.
So, they really didn't want to fight!
But how dare these Barbarians come and Attack? The Winged Human Race even participated in it. Are they seeking death?
Although these Spirits disliked fighting and did not wish for Combat to occur, they clearly understood that sufficient Military force was needed to protect themselves and enjoy their good Life.
Therefore, they fully utilized the Advantage of their long Lifespan, investing a large amount of Energy into researching Technology and Ancient Magic.
So while the Barbarians were still using Sail Wooden Ships, they were already using Steel Battleship and Large Caliber Naval Guns.
They also engraved the 'Reflect' Magic onto them using Incantations, and used more Wind Stones as Power Source, which made the Battleships' Flight Speed and high Speed far exceed the Barbarians' Magic Warships.
It could be said that one Elf Battleship was enough to fight five or six Barbarian Battleships. If operated well, it could even defeat more Barbarian Battleships.
They even had large amounts of 'Fire Stone' Inventory!
So it could be said that the Elf Race truly achieved 'having a Sword but not using it'. Although they had the Ability to wage War with all Human Nations, they just stayed peacefully in the Sahara Desert.
This was also the reason why Humans, despite intensely disliking Spirits, dared not take any actual action for thousands of years.
Because they simply couldn't defeat them.
So they could only constantly demonize and vilify the Elf Race, causing Humans today to have a few more points of Fear towards Spirits, because in Legend, Spirits were depicted as incredibly Evil and Bloodthirst figures.
In the Canon.
When Tiffania, a Half-Elf Tribe member, first publicly revealed her Identity and showed her long, pointed ears in the classroom of Tristain Academy of Magic.
Even Professor Shubruss, a Third-Level Mage with the Epithet 'Red Line', was so scared that she collapsed onto the ground, her face full of Panic.
The Students were even more panicked, hiding under their desks one after another.
This was the relationship between Humans and the Elf Race in This World.
"Hmph, since the Barbarians made the first move, let's fight. They seem to have forgotten the Strength of our Elf Race. Council President, I Suggest opening the Fire Stone Depot, taking stock of how much Inventory we have, and being ready to deploy to the Battlefield at any time!"
After a moment of silence, a certain Elf Councilor said coldly.
"Mm."
Council President Tilyuk on the Rostrum nodded expressionlessly. Even in his usually gentle Personality, Anger flowed in his Gaze.
At the same time.
Above a certain Oasis on the outermost Edge of the Elf Kingdom.
Propeller Fighter Jets and Elf Knights riding Wind Dragons were locked in Fierce Battle, with shattered Fighter Aircraft or bleeding Wind Dragons occasionally seen wailing and falling.
The former made the biggest Commotion upon landing, erupting in balls of Flame one after another.
Elf Masters, their entire Bodies surrounded by Gales, controlled numerous Flying Swords emitting green Light, engaging in non-stop Fierce Battle with Air Force Majors who had wings or transformed into Large Avians or Insects.
However.
The Combat Prowess of the latter was clearly much higher than the former.
Although these Elf Warriors also practiced frequently, they had not encountered War for thousands of years, and their Living Environment was very peaceful.
Some Sword Techniques, Magic, and Theoretical Knowledge practiced normally might not necessarily be used well when truly facing a life-and-death struggle.
But the Air Force Majors were different.
They were all from Marine Headquarters before, often fighting desperately with Pirates on the Sea. Those who could survive until now could be said to possess both Ability and Luck.
It was just that now that they had become the Air Force, the Battlefield had changed from the Great Sea to the Sky.
Moreover, the Other World Conquest and various policies of the World Government in recent years had not only allowed them to master various Breathing Styles and various Extraordinary Martial Arts, but their Equipment had also been significantly upgraded.
The Blades in their hands, in the past, were all of the Good Sharp Blade Grade. Some people with more Military Merit had even exchanged for Ministerial Arms from the Imperial Arms World.
Under their Clothing, they were also wearing the 'Kabane Close-Fitting Battle Suit', which was impervious to Weapons.
Even in their Coat pockets, they had prepared various emergency Pills and Small Firearms.
In this Situation.
After a short period of engagement and adapting to the various Magic Effects of the Spirits, cold smiles began to appear on their faces.
Although they temporarily had no Method against the Battleships with 'Reflect' Barriers, these Elf Knights' Wind Spheres couldn't block their full-force attacks.
"Thunder Breathing, First Form: Thunderclap and Flash!"
An Air Force Major with pure white wings behind him suddenly transformed into a streak of golden Electric Flash, instantly cutting the Elf Knight behind him, along with the Wind Sphere around him and the Wind Dragon beneath him, in half.
"Although the higher-ups told us to go easy and try to capture them alive, you don't seem weak. Whether you survive depends on your own fate!"
"After all, this is War, Spirits of the Otherworld..."
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 807: Vanguard Military Merit!
"O Wind Spirit, please bring down a Hurricane upon my enemies!"
Following the loud shout of an Elf Knight, a howling Dragon Twister instantly formed in the Sky, sweeping towards the area with more Air Force personnel.
"Hmph, Wind Breathing: Third Form: Clear Storm Wind Tree!"
"Check out my Red Foot Skill: Shoulder Meat SHOOT!"
The next moment, an Air Force Major with wings, wielding the Long Saber-type Ministerial Arms 'Kiriichimonji', and another Air Force Major, using Moonwalk and wearing the wristband-type Ministerial Arms 'You Zhi Pants' on his feet, jointly unleashed their ultimate techniques to blast apart the rampaging Dragon Twister.
"Shave!"
The next second, the Major skilled in Kicking Technique disappeared from his original spot with a 'swoosh'. When he reappeared, he was already in front of the Elf Knight and kicked apart the Protective Wind Sphere around him.
"Ahhhhhh----"
But just as the Elf Knight on the Wind Dragon's back was about to swing his Long Sword wrapped in Hotei to launch an attack.
White Feathers, like throwing knives, shot out from the left and right of the Barbarian Warrior in front, repeatedly and fiercely embedding themselves all over the Elf Knight's body.
That wasn't all. With a muffled 'bang', his chest was fiercely kicked by the person in front.
He instantly turned into a Cannonball and smashed onto the Wind Sphere of another Elf Knight behind him. Then, with another 'bang', he finally fell, spitting Blood and Screaming.
[Roar!]
Suddenly, before the Major skilled in Red Leg Kick Technique could leave the Wind Dragon's back, a Ship Cannon Cannonball accurately Roared onto him, instantly engulfing his entire person in the Ball of Fire from the Explosion.
In an instant, along with the Screaming Wind Dragon, he fell towards the Sand Sea below, emitting Black Smoke.
But he didn't die; he was just knocked unconscious and sustained some Burn Injuries.
This was the formidable Physique of a Major-class Sea Star Person; even taking a Cannonball Bombardment head-on didn't result in instant death.
However, falling from this Height of over three thousand meters to the Ground, even in the soft Desert, he would likely be killed by the impact.
The Winged Human Major, knowing this well, was about to fly over and catch him, but the surrounding Elf Knights wouldn't just stand by. They unleashed various Magic attacks to obstruct him.
Seeing this, the Winged Human Major could only helplessly swing his Blade and unleash Wind Breathing: First Form: Dust Whirlwind Cutter to block the incoming Whirlwinds, Flame, or Ice Spikes, then watch helplessly as his Comrade-in-Arms got closer and closer to the Ground.
The mutual slaughter continued, and as the Elf side received more Support, the Scale of the War and the scope of the Battlefield continuously expanded.
However, just as the Higher-ups of the Elf Race felt Delight because their side was gradually gaining the Advantage, they didn't notice that over The Seas further north, a massive Steel Fleet was watching the Battle Situation.
"They're quite formidable, these Elf Race members."
In the Commander's Office, Borsalino's Right Hand turned into a bright Flash and was raised to Mid-air, while his left hand was tucked into the Pocket of his bright yellow trousers. He watched the holographic stereo Projection in the Court displaying the real-time Battle Situation from afar, clicking his tongue in wonder.
This was the new Devil Fruit Ability he developed through Researching Optics Knowledge.
Projection!
By using the Light spreading from his hand, he could project scenes from tens or even dozens of kilometers away in front of himself, forming virtual dynamic Footage.
In a sense, within a certain range, Borsalino no longer needed a Den Den Mushi.
Because he could project his image in front of the other party at any time, and simultaneously project the other party's image in front of himself, achieving the Effect of 'face-to-face' Communication.
However, it currently had a major flaw: Sound could not be transmitted.
But Borsalino vaguely felt that Light could also transmit Sound through the Air; he just didn't have the relevant Knowledge yet, nor had his Control over Light reached a certain level.
Probably, hehehe, he wasn't very confident about it.
"Indeed, these Elves, combined with Wind Dragons and Battleships, can indeed contend with our Majors and Fighter Aircraft Troops, especially the Magic Barriers on those Battleships, which are quite troublesome."
"Furthermore, according to Intelligence, they seem to possess a high-Power Weapon called 'Fire Stone'. This point also needs attention."
Rear Admiral Lan said softly, watching the silent Battlefield Projection.
"Then let's begin. End the Combat as quickly as possible."
"Yes!"
Borsalino retracted his Right Hand, and the lifelike Projection in front of him disappeared. Turning around, his eyes behind his Sunglasses calmly gazed at the vast Sand Sea in the distance through the huge Floor-to-Ceiling Window.
Rear Admiral Lan, behind him, quickly walked out of the Office to relay the orders.
Those thirty Fighter Aircraft and one hundred Major-class 'Sky Splitter' Members were actually the vanguard dispatched to test the Strength of the Elf Race.
Now that the basic Situation was clear, it was naturally time to Dispatch the main Troops.
Soon.
This Fleet, composed of one Aerospace Carrier, two Escort Ships, and two Transport Ships, set off again, heading grandly towards the Elf Kingdom on the South Side.
At the same time.
Another Fighter Squadron began to rush out of the long Runway in sequence. Thirty Fighter Aircraft quickly divided into different tiered Formations in the Air.
Although not a single Fighter Aircraft could be seen on the Mothership Deck anymore, sturdy figures wearing Blue Justice Coats ran out from inside the cabins and quickly formed a Column.
Their numbers reached a staggering nine hundred!
These were the remaining Members of the 'White Sea Sky-Rending Unit', and without exception, they were all Air Force Officers of Lieutenant Colonel rank or higher.
Among them were even Combat Powers like Rear Admiral and Vice Admiral!
On the other side.
Above the Oasis, the World Government's Air Force Unit and the Elf Race's Fleet were completely locked in a chaotic slaughter.
They were intertwined with each other, you in me, I in you, with War Cries, Screams, and Explosion Sounds echoing incessantly.
Every moment, Humans, Dragons, or Fighter Aircraft fell towards the golden Sand Sea or the azure Lake, and the spurting Blood turned into large raindrops scattering across the Sky.
The entire Sky had become an Asura Field constantly devouring lives.
[Whoosh whoosh whoosh----]
Just then, thirty Fighter Aircraft approached the Battlefield accompanied by a clear Commotion, then without hesitation, locked onto their respective Targets and launched Missiles named 'Thunder Spear'.
They didn't worry about their Friendly Forces nearby.
Because they knew that in a Situation where the enemy numbers far exceeded their own, launching an attack immediately was the greatest help.
A certain amount of Explosion Aftermath might be terrifying to Otherworlders.
But for them, the Sea Star People, it was just a minor or major inconvenience. Even if they accidentally killed Friendly Forces with the blast, no one would blame them, including the person who was killed.
Because this was War, a War against the Otherworld!
"Disperse, launch the Offensive from the outside, and be mindful of maintaining Distance from those Wind Dragons."
"Remember, if necessary, the Airplanes can be abandoned at any time. These things aren't valuable."
The Regiment Commander's instructions echoed in all the Pilots' Headphones. These Matters had actually been discussed before departure, but no one felt impatient.
Because no one could guarantee they would survive the Battlefield.
[Roar roar roar roar----]
Missiles continuously exploded among the Elf Knights, but the Effect wasn't very significant. The Elves either used Magic to intercept them from a distance or quickly retreated relying on the Protection of their Wind Spheres.
But this was enough to disrupt their Formations and give the besieged Air Force Officers a slight chance to catch their breath.
"Hehehe, is it finally coming!"
An Air Force Major who had eaten a certain Bird-Type Animal Devil Fruit.
While flapping his arms that had turned into Influence, flexibly dodging Magic Attacks coming from all directions, he looked at the newly arrived Fighter Squadron and revealed a Delightful Smile.
"Hahahaha, if you Elves only have this much Ability/Skill, then you're about to be finished~"
At the same time, he secretly felt Delight, knowing that as long as he held out until the Large Force arrived, the Military Merit as a vanguard would be his.
This was no small amount. Coupled with the previously accumulated Military Merit, it was already enough to exchange for a Legend Grade Secret Treasure or a first-class Baron-level Peerage and Territory.
Many thanks to Zhai-Yoru Duke Helmsman for the 500 Qidian Coin Tip! Bow! Thank you for your Support and Encouragement!
(End of this chapter)
# Chapter 808: Demon Descent!
"Oh, another group has arrived. Heh—only thirty of them, what use is that?"
Governor Aisimaieru stood on the second Deck of the Elf Warship, gazing proudly at the High-Altitude Battlefield in the distance.
To his left, right, and rear, densely packed Wind Dragon Knights and over twenty Elf Warships floated.
This was two-thirds of the entire Elf Kingdom's armed forces, enough to completely overwhelm any single Human Kingdom.
"Governor Lord, I think these Barbarians believe that by inventing this single-person Flying Machine and somehow gaining the Support of the Winged Human Race, they can now Resist us Elf Race!"
An Elf Council Member wearing a Green Cloak sneered in agreement from the side.
"Hmph, Barbarians are just Barbarians, rude, foolish, and narrow-minded."
Another Elf Council Member nodded, casually mocked them, and then added, "But I observed that those Winged Human Race don't use Ancient Magic, and those Barbarian Soldiers have actually mastered Magic that allows them to walk in the Sky?"
"Hehehehe, doesn't that just show that those Barbarians only received help from a group of low-level Winged Human Race who haven't even mastered Ancient Magic?"
The previous Elf Council Member laughed mockingly.
Even among their Elf Race, not everyone knew Ancient Magic, and some Elves, even if they learned it, found it difficult to use in Combat.
So he felt the same was true for the Winged Human Race.
There was no other way; the Elf Race hadn't been in contact with the Winged Human Race for over a thousand years.
"As for that so-called Sky-Walking Magic, it looks quite interesting, but compared to our Flight Magic, it's nothing special!"
But just as the Elf Council Member finished speaking, an Elf in a yellow Cape ran up, looked at Governor Aisimaieru's Back View, and shouted loudly:
"Report, the lookout personnel have discovered five Magic Flying Ships approaching from approximately eight kilometers ahead! Furthermore, each Airship is not only five or six times larger than our Battleships, but its entire Body is completely made of Metal!"
"What?!"
At this, all the Elf Council Members, including Governor Aisimaieru, were greatly shocked.
"How is this possible? When could Barbarians Manufacturing Steel Warships, and ones several times larger than ours? Where do they get so many Wind Stones for Energy?"
"Yes, it's simply unbelievable!"
"Enough!"
Governor Aisimaieru saw them arguing noisily and immediately let out a loud shout filled with displeasure, silencing the entire area.
"Eight kilometers is practically within reach. We'll see clearly when they arrive. Besides, no matter what, the opponent only has five Battleships. We have nearly forty here, including the ones already engaged in Combat. What is there to worry about?!"
In fact, there were still over ten more Battleships stationed in the Capital Adilu.
So the entire Elf Kingdom only had about fifty Battleships in total, a Quantity indeed far less than the Human side's Kingdoms.
However, even if the latter's two or three hundred ships were all combined, they could only barely Resist the former.
Therefore, Governor Aisimaieru was still full of confidence in their side's Combat Power and felt even more disdain for the Council Members' fuss.
The Elf Race never cared how many enemies there were!
Looking back at the Wars from a thousand years ago, when did they not win with fewer numbers?
Not to mention, now they held the Advantage in Quantity.
Just ask, how can they lose? How can they lose? How can they possibly lose?!
Suddenly!
Whether it was the Warriors of both sides engaged in Fierce Battle in the Sky, or the entire Personnel of the Elf Fleet watching from the rear, everyone heard a Whistling Sound in their ears, like cloth being forcibly torn apart.
Immediately after, they saw a gigantic Blade completely condensed from blazing Flame, which in the blink of an eye carved out a Bloody Path hundreds of meters long from north to south across the vast Battlefield.
All the Elf Knights and the Wind Dragons beneath them on this line, and even the Elf Warships with 'Reflect' Barriers, were split in two under everyone's astonished Gaze.
This terrifying scene left the Elves no time to ponder the strange phenomenon of Flame that felt no heat.
Because everyone's Line of Sight was focused on the 'clattering' Corpses of their kin and the Wreckage of the Battleships falling downwards.
The Killing Sound, Collision Sound, Screams, and other sounds on the entire Battlefield vanished without a trace at this moment.
What just happened?
But soon.
Someone noticed another group of Barbarians and Winged Humans, all wearing Blue Coats, appearing in the Sky to the north. Their numbers, just by estimation, could be seen to be close to a thousand.
This caused the faces of many Elf Knights to change drastically.
After the intense exchange earlier, they had already discovered that the Strength difference between the Barbarians with Coats and those without was enormous.
And that Flame Slash, which far surpassed Rank 3, or even Rank 4 Magic, was clearly the work of the Barbarian at the very front, holding a Long Saber with red patterns.
What Rank of Powerhouse was he?
"Kill!!!"
Vice Admiral Kaisha, whose Flight Speed exceeded that of many Flight-Type Ability Users and Winged People Serum Enhancers behind him, wore Sunglasses on his face and stomped his feet using Moonwalk.
He was the first to charge into the Elf Knights' Front Line, igniting wave after wave of blazing Flame. The thousands of Blade Light hidden within the Flame caused Flesh and Blood to fly and Screams to ring out wherever they passed.
The so-called Wind Sphere Body Protection Magic became a completely uninteresting joke!
He didn't shout out the names of Breathing Style Techniques. As a Vice Admiral who had just broken through to the Swordsman Realm, his Swordsmanship was not limited by the Framework of Flame Breathing at all.
However, the Special Effect of the Breathing Style was indeed visually appealing...
[Roar————]
A moment later, the nine hundred Sky-Rending Unit Officers behind Vice Admiral Kaisha were like giant Meteorites smashing into a lake, or like ten thousand galloping Horses crashing into a chaotic flock of Sheep.
Any Elf Knights standing in their way were directly blasted away by their respective Abilities and Means.
Even the Wind Dragons, which looked sturdy in Body Size, and even with a high-speed rotating Wind Sphere protecting their bodies, were as fragile as thin Paper and rotten wood when facing the attacks of the Rear Admirals and Commodores in the front ranks.
Gale, Lightning, Flowing Water, phenomena seemingly of Natural Elements, once they touched something, would transform into the sharpest Blade Light and Sword Shadow.
The Zoan Ability Users, relying on their powerful Physique, Martial Arts, and Haki, charged through the Battlefield. Whether it was incoming Flame or Gale, they scattered it with a casual wave.
They even dared to directly collide with the Steel Elf Warships!
[Bang!]
The first Collision was blocked by the 'Reflect' Barrier, causing them to immediately show an Expression of displeasure. Then they collided a second time, a third time, while casually dodging the dense array of various Magic.
After colliding for the fifth and sixth times, the Barrier shattered like Glass.
Seeing this scene.
These Air Force Officers finally revealed cruel Smiles.
Maintaining their Beast Form and Armament Haki 'Hardening', they were like giant Monster Birds and Giant Insects, completely black and enormous in Body Size, wantonly hunting the Elf Knights on the Ship Deck.
The Elf Council Members wearing green capes, at this moment, were only different from ordinary Elves in that they looked like Fireflies glowing with Green Light, flying around chaotically.
It wasn't that they hadn't tried attacking with Magic or Flying Swords.
But they were either easily dodged, or they hit the black Body Surface and had no effect whatsoever.
Strong!
Too Strong!
They were completely not on the same Rank as the previous Barbarians and Winged Humans!
"Demon... AHHHHHH, the Demon has descended!!!"
An Elf Council Member, before dying, let out the most mournful Scream of his life towards the Sky...
Thank you to Shaking Shaking kl Helmsman for the 500 Qidian Coin Tip! Bow! Thank you for your Support and Encouragement!
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 809: Gave It Back!
"Demons..."
Governor Aisimaieru of the Elf side muttered to himself. He hadn't expected the legend that had circulated for nearly six thousand years to appear before him in the flesh.
"Lord, the front lines can't hold on much longer!"
An Elf Councilor approached anxiously to remind him, "Do you think it's necessary to Send Troops for support?"
"How many people do you think we can send to defeat those Demons?"
Aisimaieru glanced at the other party, who was instantly rendered speechless, mouth agape and unable to speak. He then issued an order: "Have them prepare the 'Fire Stone'."
"Ah?"
Everyone nearby's Expression changed drastically upon hearing the words 'Fire Stone'. Surely the Governor didn't intend to launch that thing towards there?
"But Lord, there are still many of our people over there, including Laide! He's Governor Tashaer's student!"
"So what?"
Aisimaieru retorted coldly, "If we don't use the 'Fire Stone' to eliminate those Demons in one fell swoop, how many lives of our own kind do you intend to feed them?"
"Look clearly, our Battleships are unable to Resist those Demons!"
"This..."
The Elf Councilor who raised the objection turned pale. In the end, he could only helplessly watch as an Elf Knight went to relay the order.
Everyone knew that Aisimaieru was right.
But the thought of having to Backstab their own kind who were fighting and slaughtering on the front lines filled them with unease.
They were indeed Council Members of the Iron-Blooded Faction, but their iron-bloodedness was directed at Barbarians, not their own people.
Soon.
Just as screams echoed continuously from the Aerial Warships at the front, with large numbers of Elves being slaughtered and Battleships plummeting towards the Sand Sea every minute.
A square Mahogany Box was delivered before Aisimaieru.
Without any hesitation, he opened the lid and took out a Fire Stone from inside. It was entirely filled with flowing crimson Aura, and its size and shape were like a Crystal Ball as large as a cantaloupe.
The Fire Stone that King Joseph of the Gallia Kingdom used earlier to intercept the Albion Fleet hadn't fully formed, so it only looked about the size of a baseball.
Yet, even that small Fire Stone, when detonated, had the Power of a small-scale nuclear explosion with a Yield comparable to forty to fifty thousand tons of TNT, and it was Radiation-free.
The Explosion Shockwave it generated completely destroyed the outer Buildings of the Galia Kingdom Capital, shattered all the Glass in the entire City, and turned all the Magic Flying Ships of the Albion Faction into dust.
So what about this fully formed Fire Stone now?
"Accept the Trial of the Great Will, you evil Demons! You are absolutely not allowed to exist under the same Sky as us!"
Green Light and surging Gale erupted from Aisimaieru, letting his golden long hair dance wildly in the Wind. At the same time, he raised the Fire Stone in his right palm above his head.
The next moment.
The surrounding Gale seemed to gain its own Spirit, carrying the Fire Stone and shooting towards the distant Battlefield. Meanwhile, Aisimaieru chanted the Special Incantation used to detonate the Fire Stone.
This was a Spell that only Governors were Qualified to know.
[Buzz——————]
At the same time, as his Spell left his mouth, the Fire Stone began to emit an even brighter Aura, becoming more dazzling as the Spell continued.
When its Radiance reached its peak, that would be the moment it exploded in the Sky!
Many Air Force Officers noticed it.
However, they didn't know what to do for a moment. Should they attack and stop it?
Something felt wrong...
It was this moment of hesitation that allowed the Fire Stone, propelled by the Gale, to approach. At this point, the Aura emitted by the Fire Stone already carried a hint of White Light.
It was about to explode!
But just at this critical juncture, a Golden Flash instantly appeared before the Fire Stone.
Before anyone could react, it appeared in the center of the Elf Fleet, then transformed back into a Golden Flash and vanished without a trace.
"..."
Aisimaieru watched the Fire Stone that suddenly appeared next to the Battleship. His blue Pupils instantly contracted into pinpricks, and his Eyes and mouth subconsciously began to open.
However, the Fire Stone had already unleashed its most extreme White Light!
[Roar!!!!]
A mass of White Light rapidly expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, engulfing the surrounding Elf Warships and Elf Knights riding Wind Dragons layer by layer.
It continuously grew larger, becoming even bigger, like a massive white Sun appearing above the Nevarthes Elf Kingdom, causing Elves in the Oases of Various Places, big and small, to subconsciously look up at the Sky to the north.
But they were immediately forced to close their Eyes by the overly dazzling White Light...
However, this was only the beginning. An indescribably terrifying Shockwave swept in all directions.
Trees in the Oases within close range were instantly uprooted, Clean Water from the Lakes was sucked into the air, and Wooden House Buildings were torn into pieces and flew wildly in the Gale.
It even affected the main Battlefield of both sides in the distance. Everyone, including Vice Admirals and Rear Admirals, was desperately trying to maintain their balance while hurriedly flying away in a more distant Direction.
Perhaps this could be considered a good thing for the surviving Elves.
As long as they could survive the Aftermath of this Fire Stone Explosion, they would have earned a chance at survival.
"Wow, so this is a Fire Stone. It really looks terrifying~~"
"Admiral, you..."
On the Deck of the Aerospace Carrier, Rear Admiral Lan heard the sudden exclamation beside him.
Subconsciously, while raising his Arm to block the blowing Gale and Air Current, letting his Blue Coat flap loudly, he turned to look at Borsalino, who was condensing Light Spots to recover his normal Figure.
"Isn't that a bit too malicious?"
"Huh?"
Borsalino's Gaze from behind his Sunglasses, which had been on the giant Mushroom Cloud rising in the distance, retracted. He looked down at his Adjutant with Doubt.
"I just gave back what they sent us."
"..."
Lan was instantly speechless, unsure what to say. At the same time, he was genuinely shocked by the Speed of Admiral Kizaru.
Is this the Glint-Glint Fruit Ability of the Logia System?
"Oh right, we can prepare that Surrender Persuasion Video now. We'll play it for those Elves later. If we keep killing, the old guys [Higher-ups] will start nagging me again~"
Borsalino said with a wry smile.
"Alright, I will handle that."
Rear Admiral Lan nodded.
The so-called Surrender Persuasion Video was actually because they couldn't Communication with the people of the Zero Magic World, so they had Tengen Uzui, who could communicate, film a Video Recording.
The Content was a Requirement for the other side to Surrender and not Resist, along with reassuring words that their side wouldn't randomly Slaughter people.
Following that was an explanation of the basic Concepts of the World Government and a World Government Propaganda Film specially produced by the Propaganda Department.
Having conquered so many Otherworlds, they had ample Experience in post-war stabilization like this.
After a long while.
The Commotion from the Fire Stone Explosion finally subsided.
Next, the Aviation Wing led by Borsalino arrived above the Adilu Oasis, the Capital of the Nevarthes Elf Kingdom.
"Faster! Faster! Faster!"
One after another, Air Force Soldiers wearing Blue Military Uniforms continuously leaped out of the open hatches at the rear of the Transport Ship under the loud urging of the Officers.
They were Airborne like raindrops towards the Oasis City below.
As the first Air Force Soldier approached the Buildings in the City, he immediately activated the Omni-Directional Mobility Gear on his Waist, shooting out a Steel Cable that pierced into a distant Wall and secured itself directly.
Then, pulled by the Steel Cable, he rapidly flew between Buildings, leaving the already somewhat panicked Elves on the streets along the way wide-eyed.
This was the Airborne Unit of the Air Force Headquarters!
They were actually equipped with Parachutes, but those were used only when no Trees or high-rise Buildings could be found.
In the blink of an eye, the City of Adilu was filled with blue-clad Soldiers flying everywhere and the sound of the Omni-Directional Mobility Gear jetting...
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 810: Water of Disaster!
Marine Calendar 1503, January 30th.
In the Imperial Arms World, above the East Blue, there exists such an Island.
It was the former Imperial Navy Headquarters, originally with normal seasons, lush vegetation, and a large number of Warships anchored in the Port.
However, when the World Government conquered This World, Marine Admiral Aokiji came alone. First, he instantly froze the Imperial Navy Headquarters located at the edge of the Island.
Then, he fought a battle with Esdeath, who was still an Imperial Navy Admiral at the time.
This caused the Island, which was over 30,000 square kilometers in size, to become the Island of Eternal Winter, where heavy snow falls all year round and the Climate is cold.
However.
The Misfortune of this Island did not end there. Later, it became the place of fierce battles for nearly ten Admiral Level Combat Powers.
Under the combined assault of the Supreme Imperial Arm and Edward Newgate, not only was more than half of the land destroyed, but large and small circular pits and bottomless Rifts were also left behind.
The Environment on the Island also became the Island of Eternal Day, Ice and Fire, with two-thirds being an Ice and Snow World and one-third being several Active Volcanoes that never stop.
The reason it is called Eternal Day.
Is because ever since that great battle ended, there has been no Yoru Inland (on the island), it has always been so sunny and bright.
On the Sea Surface outside the Island, however, continuous Icebergs stand tall, and above them is a thick layer of Dark Clouds. Every moment, a biting Cold Wind and heavy snow are blowing.
Yet, despite being such a chaotic, terrifying, and extreme place, the constant flow of Ships of all sizes and the endless Flow of People make this Port, which faces the Empire Continent, incredibly lively and bustling.
Especially the Citizens heading Inland (on the island), every single one is wearing thick Winter Clothes, enduring the blowing Cold Wind and flying snow, steadily taking firm Footwork.
The end point of this long Flow of People, stretching as far as the eye could see.
Is the magnificent hall located in the center of the Island, standing on the Frozen Earth, yet with its back facing the lava lake.
This hall is entirely built of white Marble.
The Main Hall has a circular, golden and brilliant dome, and around it stand four tall white towers with pointed tops. The surface of the towers is carved with large Golden Heavenly Soaring Dragon's Hoofs.
When people line up to reach the Hall Door of the Main Hall, they need to wait for the people inside to come out first.
At this time, the Personnel on guard nearby will remind them that a maximum of ten people can enter at the same time.
When these ten Men, Women, Old and Young, of different Ages, attire, and Identities, take off their shoes and socks and walk barefoot into the Palace Hall given the low Temperature Environment.
They will find that the Ground is covered with a soft Red Carpet.
Following the Line of Sight along the Red Carpet, at the end directly ahead, stands a Golden Statue, about five meters high, clearly in Human Form, but without a specific Appearance.
And on the left and right sides of this Golden Statue, stand Giant God Soldier bronze statues nearly twenty meters high.
They wear full body Armor seemingly made of incredible earth, a wide Cape draped over their backs, and hold their respective giant Weapons in their hands. With extremely high skill and using large amounts of copper wire, they imitate the Forms of Lightning and Flame around their Bodies.
Giant God Soldier!
Looking up towards the ceiling, the view suddenly opens up.
The entire semi-circular ceiling is carved with colorful tones, depicting the magnificent Screen Feed of Noah's Ark slowly emerging from the 'Sky Gate', and the Golden Light Pillar reaching the heavens and earth enveloping the Dragon Transformation Supreme Imperial Arm, forcing it to kneel halfway and lower its head.
Looking at such a mythical and magnificent Screen Feed.
All ten people involuntarily knelt down on the white cushions, their faces full of piety, kowtowing and praying to the Golden Statue.
They did not know who they were facing, only that it was one of the 'World Noble' Celestial Dragons. Therefore, everyone tacitly agreed to regard it as the 'God of the Celestial Dragons'.
Now, many people of the Imperial Arms World have equated the Celestial Dragons with the divine race.
And this 'Celestial Gate Sanctuary' was jointly built by The Empire, Shen He, and Alchemy, and then the Peace Religion is responsible for its daily Management.
The Peace Religion used to only have Doctrine but no clear object of faith.
But Civilians who became Peace Religion followers would become better at enduring the Oppression and Suffering they experienced. This is why The Empire has never regarded it as an Evil Cult, but instead has repeatedly supported it from an official level.
But now it has an object of faith.
The Celestial Dragons.
The Empire's side could only reluctantly accept this.
After all, the World Government did not oppose the Peace Religion doing this, so they still had to openly provide support in various aspects.
"Celestial Gate Sanctuary..."
In a green Domain, Im floated at High Altitude, seeing everything below. Behind him was Noah's Ark, much larger than the entire Heavenly Gate Holy Island.
"Should I have someone engrave my image onto that Golden Statue?"
Im found this matter quite interesting. He really didn't expect that the first people to worship him were not people of the Sea Star World, but these people of the Imperial Arms World.
However, they flattered him quite well.
He was very happy.
He could consider allocating more Resources to This World from the World Government side.
The next second.
Im instantly disappeared, then appeared above Noah's Ark.
He just happened to see Doflamingo, who was fiercely battling with the Disaster Giant Brogy, Awakening his Devil Fruit Ability.
Only to see the open ground in the Plaza quickly turn into a white Line Sea, then under his control, transform into rolling purple-black waves, wrapping the tall Golden Giant.
Wild Wave White Line!
"His Haki Level has improved quite a bit."
Im didn't pay too much attention to the Awakening of the String-String Fruit. Instead, he commented lightly on Doflamingo's Haki.
"But that's my Giant God Soldier..."
Roar!
As expected, with a deafening Roar, a crimson Giant Beast with eight ferocious snake heads, Accompanied By surging Black Water waves, forcibly broke free from the restraint of the Line Sea.
Doflamingo's expression turned ashen as he watched his white lines being corroded by the Black Water at a speed visible to the naked eye.
But Brogy, who had transformed into 'Yamata no Orochi', didn't give him time to speak. From the mouths of four of the snake heads, suddenly sprayed out High-Pressure Water carrying thick Black Mist.
"Shield White Line!"
Doflamingo spread his arms, then quickly waved them in front of him. Two giant white pillars nearly five meters wide immediately emerged from the ground around him, blocking all the Black Water in a crossed shape.
But after only a few seconds, the white pillars were also corroded into a puddle of grey-black Mud.
This is the Devil Fruit Ability developed by Brogy by imitating Heimalin's Black Mist, named Water of Disaster, abbreviated as 'Calamity Water'. It possesses corrosiveness comparable to strong acid and a polluting nature capable of making the Earth barren.
In these past days, Doflamingo had experienced the terror of this 'Calamity Water' countless times.
But in order to defeat the opponent as quickly as possible, he could only brace himself and fight with this Monster again and again.
A Giant Tribe member who could use Life Return and Six Powers ate a Mythical Zoan-type Devil Fruit, coupled with the enhancement of Armament Haki and Observation Haki.
If this isn't a Monster, what else could it be called?
What was most Despair-inducing was that Lord Imu unexpectedly told him that if he could fight one against three and win the battle, he would be very happy.
What does this mean?
Although he could also defeat the three Giant God Soldiers successively, since Lord Imu said so, what else could he do?
"Not bad, it seems it won't be long before he can reach Admiral Level Combat Power."
Seeing Doflamingo's Effort, Im was also very satisfied. He immediately turned around, disappeared into the air again, and returned to his Study Room.
Not long after.
Stussy came and reported softly, looking at the notebook in her hand.
"Lord Imu, Admiral Kizaru from the Air Force Headquarters has already suppressed the Elf Kingdom in the Zero Magic World and will be stationed there next."
"In addition, the Sea Ninja Village side has already prepared the Ninja Unit for Detection in the Ninja World. They are currently on their way to the Titan World and have now arrived at the Second Special Zone in the Demon Slayer World."
(End of this chapter)