Final Boss

Translator: The Light

Editor: Entelechy

Earl Winissa and her troops stationed at Olm Fortress resisted the undead army continuously swarming over from Antaur Town on the opposite bank. Fortunately, Undeads were not good at fighting in water and lacked the corpses to summon water-attributed monsters. Otherwise, Winissa might have already fallen.

On the surface of Aldington River, her naval troops used fire arrows and catapults to destroy the Undead’s wooden boats. After falling into the water, the Undead onboard would be swept away by the raging river. While it was unknown where they ended up and whether they survived, it was impossible for them to cross the river.

Even though Winissa’s side had used a sacred item to activate a magic defense barrier, they Undead still fearlessly rushed over. Fortunately, there were no warships in Antaur Town, only small wooden boats. After the small boats were all destroyed, the undead monsters would be greatly impeded. If not for the natural barrier formed by Aldington River, Earl Winissa herself would have no confidence in being able to withstand the undead army. From various signs, the behind-the-scenes mastermind who had triggered this Undead calamity would surely be a very strong individual.

Usually, Junior and Intermediate Undead Shamans would take a detour or give up after seeing a sacred magic defense barrier. This proved that the behind-the-scenes mastermind was very confident in his or her strength, meaning the backstage mastermind should be a high-level Undead Shaman or above. High-level Undead Shamans could easily break through a magic defense barrier created by a low-level sacred item. They wouldn’t be subjected to the restraining effects of opposing attributes.

“What exactly is the behind-the-scenes instigator thinking? Ignoring the pushover and only stepping on a tough nut!”

Earl Winissa’s beautiful face was covered in cold sweat. She couldn’t figure out whether the behind-the-scenes instigator had some sort of enmity with her. She certainly wouldn’t court death by taking the initiative to provoke the other party! There were a few human military strongholds nearby. Not counting the already dead Baron Thomas and his more than a thousand lackeys, attacking Viscount Aaron of Joyce Fortress was certainly more worthwhile. Viscount Aaron only had 15,000 troops. Without Aldington River, this kind of natural barrier, Joyce Fortress wouldn’t be able to withstand their persistent assault, unlike Olm Fortress. No matter how she considered it, the Undead’s first priority should not have been her, making her feel wronged.

“There has been no response from the Divine Realm. Could it be that this is all divine will? Such a big Undead Calamity actually didn’t attract any attention.”

Earl Winissa looked at the calm sky. It seemed that the gods of the Divine Realm had abandoned this place. There was great resentment and a large Undead Calamity here, but no signs of the Judgement Light appeared. As long as they persisted until the fall of the Judgement Light, Olm Fortress and even the entire Needham Plains would experience a favorable turn. Unfortunately, the gods seemed to have forgotten this place.

On the other side of Aldington River in Antaur Town, Annie, the behind-the-scenes instigator of this Undead Calamity, also looked at the sky with a puzzled look. She suffered in bitter silence. The monster army in the rear that had captured Joyce Fortress led by Ancient Demon King Andrisno and Ancient Demon King Tinas hadn’t responded to her friendly magical communications. They couldn’t be regarded as friendly forces, and it was entirely possible that the other side would attack her. She was stuck between two enemies. Her side and that dark monster army were currently in a delicate neutral state. If there were any fluctuations, even Annie couldn’t predict what would happen next.

The matter that puzzled Annie the most was that with her attribute abilities, she could clearly sense a powerful goddess hiding in the sky. That valkyrie of the God Race had stealthily observed the war of Aldington River but never sent down a Judgement Light. Annie didn’t know whether she was having some special fun or whether she intended to observe until the end, but she still hadn’t made a move. This made Annie even more terrified. It was like an execution blade that could fall at any time hung above her head. Annie was unable to calculate in advance when the Judgement Light of Divine Punishment would come, so she was always very tense. Now, she was in an awkward dilemma.

“Really, what exactly is that valkyrie above thinking? Be clear-cut! It’s too mean to taunt other people’s appetites. Is it delightful to threaten someone?”

In the cloud layer above Olm Fortress, Valkyrie Cynthia was also helpless. While she wanted to send down the Judgement Light and was not intentionally delaying it, most of the people below were allies. She could only adopt a wait-and-see state. Clyde’s younger sister, bloodkin Lolita Lucifer, stood behind her wearing a tight, black, gothic Lolita dress with a small gorgeous black parasol to block the sunlight. She had a mischievous, devilish smile while watching the war for Olm Fortress below. Under the cover of the small black parasol, the sunlight had no way to harm her.

Valkyrie Cynthia didn’t dare to send down Judgement Light because of Lucifer’s presence. This bloodkin Lolita was the younger sister of her master. She had an indescribable attachment towards the wicked erotic things. Even though Cynthia had advanced to become a Legend-ranked Valkyrie, she was not Lucifer’s opponent, so she could only wait for the Bloodkin’s signal.

“Miss Lucifer, the sacred item in the hands of Earl Winissa was bestowed by an angel under another valkyrie in the past. It is not good to have not responded to her call after so long! Can you let me send down the Judgement Light...”

“Big Sister Cynthia, you can rest assured. Those two big sisters will not be able to break the deadlock. Let them waste time until Big Brother Clyde’s arrival. At that time, they won’t be able to escape... By the way, Big Sister Cynthia, that other lucky valkyrie you just mentioned, who is she?”

“Eh, Miss Lucifer, I remembered it wrong! I’ll go over there to look around a bit; you can do whatever you please!”

Seeing the light flashing through Lucifer’s eyes, cold sweat drenched this poor Valkyrie’s back. She had almost accidentally dug a hole for another valkyrie. Although Lucifer might be secretly eyeing all the Valkyries, Cynthia wanted to stall as much as possible. Thinking this, she hastily concealed her flustered look and determinedly observed the clouds. Lucifer didn’t fuss about it, but a profound smile subconsciously adorned her face as she continued to observe the battle below. In any case, she had long decided to help Clyde obtain Cynthia and the other Valkyries. It was impossible for them to escape even if they had known to flee.

It was now late at night. The moon’s enchanting light scattered throughout Joyce Fortress, too dim to reveal the signs of the intense war that had happened today. The soldiers of Steinbeck Fief scrupulously fulfilled their duties. But none knew that in the luxurious commander’s bedroom with good sound insulation, a crime was ongoing. The bedroom’s door was tightly locked while wicked erotic plays progressed inside.

Clyde lay on a large, soft, comfortable bed, enjoying the services from his war trophies. At the bedside were two silver-haired beauties kneeling beside Clyde with bright red faces. The ambiguous red candlelight reflected the alluring lusters of their fair skisn. The Last God King of the Moon God Clan, Moon God Clan’s Princess Atimia, and her younger sister, West Goth Empire’s Last Princess, Goddess Goris, knelt on the bed in completely bare states, carrying a silver tray. Their faces were bright red. Although doing strange things in front of so many people for the first time inevitably made them shy, these two goddesses were a lot more composed than normal human girls. At least, they were not so embarrassed.

Clyde made these two Moon God Clan’s goddesses temporarily act as special maids. Considering their feelings as goddesses, he didn’t blaspheme them in front of so many people. However, this was just temporary. After Atimia and Goris gradually adapted themselves, they wouldn’t be so lucky. These two goddesses’ self-control was quite impressive. Until now, there had been no other beauty who had clamped her fair legs and concealed the terrible state of her body for so long.

Clyde released Witch Ista from a kiss as she panted with a red face. She was muddle-headed from the kiss. Lucifer had already left to investigate Aldington River. She wasn’t in Joyce Fortress. However, this younger sister of Clyde was quite diligent. Before leaving Joyce Fortress and setting out towards Aldington River, she had instructed Princess Saras and the others. Therefore, these white lambs voluntarily gathered in this wicked room, accepting the willful arrangements of a devil and offering their everythings to him. Basically, everyone had been secretly incited by Lucifer. In truth, Clyde was grateful to her since that “delivered to the doorstep” younger sister had done everything perfectly except for offering herself to him.

“Master Clyde, must we also...”

“Atimia, Goris, you two don’t need to force yourselves. In a few aspects, most of them are your seniors. There is no problem in being eager to learn from them.”

“Younger Sister Sophy has helped us a lot. We want to help her!”

“Since that is the case, you two can do whatever you want!”

These goddess sisters set down their silver tray. They then looked at each other and saw the other’s determination. Their expressions quickly turned bright red as they shyly climbed over. Afterward, they pulled back the beautiful priest Sophy and let her rest. After all, she was the one who had born the scene’s full firepower. With her human body, she couldn’t last long.

To their surprise, they saw her expression of clearly wanting to continue due to her great great enjoyment when servicing her master. Atimia and Goris, on the left and right sides respectively, hesitantly imitated their senior’s actions and provided special services to his source of evil. That gentle strength made a certain master experience double the happiness.