Don’t raise unruly people in extreme cold weather

Chapter 596 After the War
"Perficot, are you okay? What happened here?" Sandrion arrived and looked at Perficot, whose head was covered in blood because the crown was nailed into the skull, and asked with concern.

At this time, in addition to the blood on his face, Perfecto had two severed heads of gods in front of him, and next to him was a huge cannon that looked particularly ferocious and terrifying. In addition, the steam armor also made Sandrion pay special attention.

Obviously, she was deeply impressed when the female champion killed the man and woman while wearing this steam armor.

Looking at Perfecto's current appearance, it is hard not to wonder whether she paid some price in exchange for the couple being beheaded.

"I'm fine." Perfect shook his head and then said, "There was a slight problem. The coming of another god caused a little trouble, but it has been resolved for the time being.

Our conditions have already reached their limit, let's go back first!"

Perfect was already at the end of her strength at this point, and Sandrion's condition was even worse than hers. Although the two God-killing Armors and the puppet Aluru were still able to fight, they were also in need of repair.

If they fight again, they will all be killed here.

Sandrion naturally would not force herself to continue fighting. She could certainly see that the current situation was not suitable for continuing.

Although not all the evil cults were completely eliminated, this battle caused at least three of them to lose their strongholds, two of them suffered heavy losses, and at least two real gods were killed. In Sandrion's opinion, this battle was worth it.

"Okay, I'll let Sharp Claw Wolf collect the spoils and then call the airship." Sandrion looked at Perfectcot and took the initiative to take on the finishing work. He also asked Alulu to stay by her side to prevent anyone from trying to harm Perfectcot.

Of course, there is another meaning to letting Alulu guard Perfectok, which is to prevent possible problems in Perfectok.

After all, the red light just now scared Sandrion, and the steam armor and the ferocious cannon in front of him did not look like serious things.

"Perficot, do you want to take these two things back?" Looking at the ferocious cannon and steam armor in front of him, Sandrion asked Perficot tentatively.

"Take them back. These two items have been blessed by the God of War and have become divine weapons. They are also too powerful. If they are left here and are obtained by other people with ulterior motives, the consequences will be disastrous." Perfect sat down weakly, feeling a headache when looking at the two strong-style weapons in front of him: "After taking them back, you must seal these two items yourself. No one is allowed to touch them without my permission, not even to look at them!
The artifact blessed by the God of War is likely to be very tempting. Ordinary people who come into contact with it are likely to be brainwashed into becoming followers of the God of War, just like those guys who came into contact with the Purple Light of the Goddess of Beauty before. "

"Okay, I understand. I will deal with these things." Seeing that Perfectot was still in normal condition, Sandrion put aside his worries and began to command two god-killing armors to collect the four god corpses on the battlefield and prepare to take them back.

This may be the most valuable loot today, after all, they have never seen the corpse of a god before.

Although two corpses of divine creatures were obtained during the last crackdown on the Death Cult, those two things were just skeletons and had no research value. After being disassembled by Perfectcot and drained of their divinity, they became a pile of bone residue that shattered at the slightest touch.

Now these four fresh corpses are undoubtedly much more valuable for research than that pile of bones and residue.

After making all these arrangements, Sandrion also sent a signal to have the previously evacuated airship come back to pick them up. At the same time, Perfecto also activated the preset command to have the autonomous knights move closer to her.

"My Lord Earl, are you okay?" The Steam Knights who had gathered with the Autonomic Knights became nervous when they saw Perfecto lying on the ground with blood all over his face.

They dared not let anything happen to the Earl of the North, not only because Perfectcott's identity was too important, but also because she was the only support for the entire Langton now.

If she fell, then Langton would be finished.

So no one wants anything to happen to Perfect, and no one dares to let anything happen to Perfect.

However, in the face of the knights' concern, Perfect waved his hand nonchalantly, indicating that he was fine: "Don't get close to here. The enemy just now left a pollution source here. If you come into contact with it, it will cause unpredictable consequences. Stay on guard outside and let the autonomous knights come over."

Although Perfectok's orders did hurt the knights' sense of honor and conscience, making them feel that she did not trust them, but facing the two artifacts blessed by the God of War, Perfectok did not dare to take even the slightest risk.

The autonomous knights quickly gathered together, and Perficot took a quick look and found that of the two fully staffed knight orders when they came, less than 60% were left, and the casualties exceeded %.

Although most of these losses were caused by the Autonomous Knights, the death of more than a dozen Steam Knights still made Perfecto's expression become a little solemn.

She looked at Sandrion standing aside and sighed to her, "In the battle against the gods, the casualties of ordinary extraordinary people are really too great!"

Sandrion turned his head and looked at the knights who were exhausted and injured. He also sighed in agreement: "In a battle of this magnitude, if you don't have the strength above the rank of honor to participate, you will be cannon fodder that will die at the first touch. You can't even withstand the erosion of the gods. Not only will your death be of no value, but it will also bring more obstacles to the battle."

Sandrion obviously remembered the knights who were corrupted by the goddess of beauty in the previous battle. Not only did they die in vain, but they also caused unnecessary casualties on their own side.

It can be said that a considerable portion of the heavy casualties today are caused by this.

Thinking of this, Sandrion suddenly noticed the crown on Perfecto's head, so he asked, "Can your crown be mass-produced? If it is possible, I think we should equip everyone with one when we fight against the gods later."

"Let's talk about it when we get back. I don't want to think about these things today." Perfect shook his head, looking like he didn't want to talk more.

Seeing this, Sandriyong didn't say anything else, but just nodded and comforted her: "Then you should take a rest first. I will call you when the airship arrives."

Hearing what Sandrion said, Perfect nodded slightly, summoned an autonomous knight, let it sit down, leaned on it, and closed his eyes.

(End of this chapter)