After Being Betrayed by the Empire, I Decided to Support the Demon King

Having served the Empire for half of his life, Ela was decisively sold out. He intended to flee to another country but was nearly beaten to death during his escape before being saved by a dragon-gi...

Chapter Sixty-Six: The Cycle of Despair and the Divine Descendants of Half-Elves

"Third Wing Pillar - Gorgon - Wing Shatter!"

"Fourth Wing Pillar - Medusa - Wing Shatter!"

"Fourth Wing Pillar - Medusa - Wing Shatter!"

"Third Wing Pillar - Gorgon - Wing Shatter!"

"No...."

"..."

Vereesa Ilúvatar sat atop the highest building in the Gorgon territory, directly above the Gorgon leader's mansion, gazing down at Ira as she repeated the word "Trigger."

Repeating similar words over and over should seem ridiculous and laughable, but in reality... neither the onlookers nor those actually facing Iraq could laugh out loud.

"What a despairing power."

Vereesa Ilúvatar commented with great interest, watching the petrifying rays and sword energy filling the battlefield... No, what Ira fired was not just petrifying rays.

The petrifying beams, or even the petrifying pillars, that he used from his third wing were firing continuously in front of him.

While Ira was chanting the [Fourth Pillar], it was a blade that could unleash a massive petrifying sword aura... Even a Gorgon with petrification resistance would turn to stone.

Ira used the power of the Gorgons to slaughter the hordes of Gorgons, venting her mana recklessly as if it were a waste, and shattering the absorbed [wings] without any attachment, using this power to kill new Gorgons.

Then it absorbs the mana that has escaped from the newly killed Gorgon and condenses it into new wings.

Perhaps this is the terrifying aspect of the Archon. To kill an Archon, you either need to block their channel for absorbing wings, become so powerful that they don't have time to replenish their power, drag them down until the World Rune runs out, or break the Archon's neck.

It's similar across all professions: if you can silence someone, that is, put them in a state of "silence," then they won't be able to pull the trigger with words... If a warrior can't even deliver a "Ha!" shout, then they can't use their combat skills either.

However, the [Consuls] even circumvent this point... The [Wingspan] of the Consul is continuously effective; in other words, once the wingspan is activated, it will not be affected by silence during the process of the wings appearing.

However, Vereesa Ilúvatar also noticed that the Archon profession developed by Ira had one major weakness... the neck, or rather, the spine in that area.

Once that area is disrupted, the governor will be unable to activate the [Wing Pillar].

However, if it gets to that point, victory will be readily available.

More often, however, the rulers on the battlefield would repeat those desperate and terrifying words, constantly chanting the words to pull the trigger, conveying death and panic.

"Hmm, if I'm not mistaken, this power..."

Vereesa Ilúvatar pondered, gazing at the World Rune around Ira's neck, muttering to herself, "From a branch of the World Tree, perhaps? I wonder which one... how did he obtain it?"

How could the elves of the Silvermoon Tree Court, who guard the World Tree, possibly allow a human like Ira to approach the World Tree, observe it, or even steal a single branch from it?

It's important to understand that, aside from the deliberate prohibition against using human mana as bullets, the Iraqi "Governors" have virtually no other constraints; in other words...

If the Archon appears on the battlefield against the Elves, the Elves will also fall into a nearly unsolvable cycle of despair, just like the monsters, unless the corresponding branch of the World Tree is destroyed or severed.

"It's time to return to the Elven realm. I wonder who the current Elven Queen is..."

Vereesa Ilúvatar spoke softly, glancing at the battlefield that was almost over. She looked at the sky, calculated the time, and sighed, "Forty minutes, the massacre is over."

"There's no need to watch any further."

Vereesa watched as the Gorgon, now completely turned into stone and then into pieces of flesh, smelled the gradually spreading stench of blood, and her body slowly faded and disappeared.

"He deserves the title of the one who single-handedly destroyed the city."

With these reflections, Vereesa Ilúvatar gave Ira a deep look before leaving. After observing her for some time, she could see that the so-called "Consul" was closely related to a certain emotion.

Perhaps it has some connection with a branch of the World Tree.

She could sense that the thing called "Consul" had an even more outrageous upper limit, and Ira seemed to be aware of this, but he didn't do anything about it.

It seems they call it—

"Alienation... or...?"

In the moments before she vanished, Vereesa Ilúvatar was still staring intently in Ira's direction...

"Is it evolution?"

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“Mr. Ira…you have wiped out the Medusas.”

Satan Ye sighed, looking at the blood-soaked Gorgon territory and then at her own troops with fanatical expressions. They were truly... truly too strong.

Ira, who kills indiscriminately, gives people a feeling of invincibility... She easily dodges all attacks, and every time she calmly retaliates, she can cause heavy losses to the enemy.

This is an unsolvable problem.

But Ira didn't answer; he just stared in one direction...

“Mr. Ira? Over there… eh? It looks like a ship is about to leave. Come to think of it, the sirens haven’t shown up yet.”

"..."

"Mr. Ira?!"

At Satan's call, Ira turned around. He came to his senses and looked at Satan, who was looking at him with a puzzled expression. He said, "Arrange the resource recovery plan. I have some concerns."

As she said this, Ira flew towards the tallest building in the Gorgon's territory without saying another word, leaving Satan Ye completely bewildered... However, without her arrangement, everyone had already begun to collect corpses and souls along the way on their own initiative.

"..."

Ira stood at the very top of the chief's mansion... his intuition was correct; there was indeed a being of considerable status watching him, and the owner of that gaze was quite dangerous.

It's unclear whether he was one of those eyes watching him take the World Tree branch, but there's no doubt... the other party has taken notice of him, and it's been a long and close look.

As mentioned before, if we exclude certain situations, Iraq's combat power in this world is T1 or even T0, but this statement needs to exclude the existence of some "outsiders".

Those beings who should not have participated in the affairs of the main plane world are beings that Ira or anyone else would find difficult to deal with.

That being had just been standing in front of Ira.

"Descendants of the gods".