The Chronicles Of New Havens

Several days passed before the winner was decided. In the aftermath, the ground was littered with craters and corpses while the forest was transformed into ash and debris. The battle was so extreme that a massive chaotic storm of World Energy encapsulated the former sect, owing to the countless high-level spells that were used. This chaotic energy manifested in all kinds of bizarre and unpredictable phenomenon. For example, there were rogue lightning strikes on a cloudless sky, abrupt earthquakes and landslides, or even freezing air and scorching heat. The interference also prevented anyone below Rank 3 from using any Arcania until it settled! A normal person would be crushed by the storm and killed if they stayed too long! Only sufficient strong individuals like Rank 2 experts could bear the pressure and move about.

Alongside the ruined central tower and the twenty destroyed airsh.i.p.s were the corpses of more than ten thousand! Foul stenches of death, nauseating enough for people to vomit, were ever-present. Perhaps no one could imagine how disgusting it was. Bodies were blown apart into a million pieces and destroyed beyond recognition. It was practically impossible to take one step without touching a corpse. The world was dr.a.p.ed in darkness, creating an oppressive atmosphere. Were it not for the Luminous Central Origin's people walking around, this place would have been treated as a land of death! Because of that, it became obvious that… the Featherwind Sect was no more! The sect was ultimately annihilated! Considering the Luminous Central Origin sent three armies equipped with treasures and Rank 3 commanders, this was the expected outcome. There were no heroes or miracles. The world was cruel in a sick, twisted way!

Waving his fingers, Chaotic Hex King's spear whizzed around and carved up the mound he was standing on. Blood spewed out as the flesh was diced into pieces. He was casually desecrating a corpse as if it were expected.

The nearby commander could not contain her disgust and spat, "Will you stop that? It's unsightly."

"Piss off, Ice Rupture King. It's my tradition. If you got a problem, then you don't have to look," Chaotic Hex King scowled despite his bloodied appearance.

Beneath him, the corpse was the leader of the four guardians! His wings were savagely ripped off, his bones were snapped, and his organs were spilling out. He lost so much blood that the ground was drenched in a deep pool of red! Despite being a Rank 3 King, detonating his Core, and fighting with everything he had… this proud guardian was still killed! He even had to witness the Featherwind Sect meet its total destruction, and thousands suffer a miserable end. Even in death, this guardian was unlikely to rest well. He was bound to continue cursing them well beyond in the afterlife!

The woman narrowed her venomous eyes and said, "As long as you complete your mission, I won't have any complaints. You should know that His Majesty Aquarius is paying close attention to our progress with the Featherwind Sect."

"Relax. I am always thinking of His Majesty Aquarius," Chaotic Hex King replied. "If this old bird didn't detonate his Core, I would've made him my pet. Such a shame," he said whilst lifting his foot. When he stomped down, Martial Energy appeared and enhanced his strength to titanic levels. The moment he collided with the corpse, it violently exploded and disintegrated into a million pieces. Even the blood was turned into a fine mist that dissipated with the breeze. To reduce a corpse, the size of a small town, into nothing with a single stomp was terrifying!

"Where did Infernal Witch King run off to?" the man asked. "I can't sense her nearby."

"She's chasing after the last few remnants of the sect."

"Loyal like a dog as always I see."

"Chaotic Hex King, stay your tongue. No matter, she is still the commander of the Crimson Army. It is improper of us to slander our superiors," Ice Rupture King turned cold.

"What? Did I say anything wrong? You know it as well as I do that she's-" the man laughed.

"If you say any more, don't blame me if I don't hold back," she interrupted.

"You would dare? You're awfully confident for someone who barely won against me before, aren't you? Then let's fight a few rounds!"

"Impertinent!" The two faced off and charged up their auras, nearly forcing their armies to descend into chaos once more.

Elsewhere, a sleek airship sailed through, moving so fast that it left a blazing trail behind. It was the final remnants of the Featherwind Sect, the six, formerly nine, elders! They were gloomy though, since their vessel was a magical tool that specialized in speed. These types of specialized tools were leagues stronger than other multi-functional tools. Moreover, by creating a faux air tunnel, changing the air resistance, lightening the vessel, adding more propulsion, and trying any other method feasible, they pushed their speed to the limit. Even the ship itself creaked under the tremendous amount of strain! It was close to the Rank 3 level like the speed that the leader of the four guardians and the three commanders exhibited! Using that power, they were able to break through the three armies' encirclement and escape!

Unfortunately, there was a tiny problem. Looking behind, there was a growing fireball, heading straight toward them! If they sharpened their perception and looked closer, it was not a fireball, but a person! Shockingly, it was Commander Infernal Witch King! As befitting her name, she was covered in a fiery mantle that resembled the infernal depths of the underworld. The extreme flames took shape in the form of a phoenix as she propelled herself at near-sonic speeds. Despite fighting in an earth-shattering battle with the leader of the four guardians and sustaining heavy injuries, she relentlessly pursued them. In fact… her dripping blood was burnt by her flames, dying her 'phoenix' into a deep crimson color. She truly resembled a crimson Infernal Witch!

The little girl commander frowned. Wielding her claymore, she drenched it once more in an air-distorting surge of heat. It was so intense that the ones on the airship could feel their lips drying! It was so domineering that in the fight against the sect, almost nothing could approach her. Anything that entered her range of influence was instantly incinerated and destroyed! It took an equivalent power, like the leader of the four guardians, to break through her tyrannical defenses. That was the sole reason why she was bleeding profusely with a broken arm. So why she was able to maintain her distance, and even close it, despite her injuries? Because she was insane!

She slashed her claymore behind her, sending a humongous jet of flames through the forest. Reminiscent of a volcanic eruption, the entire ground was reduced to ash! At the same instant, she manipulated her momentum skillfully and using World Energy too, her speed doubled! Thereafter, Infernal Witch King thoroughly broke through an invisible barrier and produced a shockwave. She reached sonic speeds! Her flames were actually dragging behind, indicating just how fast she was moving. To use World Energy without hesitation to chase down a few stragglers was the definition of insane! She was burning up her lifeforce to kill them!

"You got to be kidding me!" an elder cried in fear. "How much does she want to kill us?"

"Stop talking and hurry up! We need to gain some distance, or she'll kill us all!"

"But our ship can't go any faster and we don't have any weapons! How are we supposed to retaliate?" another panicked.

"Damn it! We need to fight back ourselves!"

"And how are we supposed to fight against a Rank 3 King?" they argued.

Seeing this commander chase after them without abandon drenched their backs in cold sweat. She was crazy and suicidal, one of the worst possible combinations for an enemy! Tackle the domineering title of Rank 3 King on top and it was no wonder that their morale folded like paper. They had seen firsthand how morally-absent this 'girl' was. Her youthful appearance helped masquerade her terrifying personality. In truth, she was over a hundred years old already, old enough to be a human grandmother! Furthermore, due to her unique upbringing, it planted an unyielding sense of loyalty towards the Luminous Central Origin and discarded her of any unnecessary emotions and thoughts. She was the perfect weapon!

The acting Sect Master glanced at the Featherwind Pearl in his hands. Right now, he used this trump card so many times that it had developed cracks. The blue cloudy sky etched on it was already turning dull and grey. Without repairs, it would eventually shatter! Nevertheless, there was no hesitation in his eyes. They did not escape the battlefield because of fear or cowardice. They escaped to preserve the legacy of the sect! Rebuilding the sect and taking their revenge… That was their ultimate goal! As long as they were alive, then nothing else mattered!