Chapter 589: Preparing for the Last Battle? (2)
As Aldrian continued approaching the black pillar, the rest of the alliance forces also kept advancing, although one army lagged slightly behind. The forces led by Emperor Raymond had only just resumed their march, as reinforcements from outside the devil territory had now arrived in sufficient numbers.
How were the reinforcements able to reach the front-line troops so much faster? That was because in every region they successfully liberated from the devils, they built a teleportation portal. With the dwarves and formation masters among their ranks, all of this became possible. Thanks to this method, the reinforcements didn’t have to travel using traditional means like the main troops. They could simply teleport directly to the front line.
To build these teleportation portals, the dwarves didn’t need to construct anything as complex as the ones found in cities, so they could be built more quickly and efficiently. The only requirement was that they function well enough to transport reinforcements and supplies.
Emperor Raymond, who led the troops, was accompanied by his son beside him. However, Prince Ferdinand looked at his father with a worried expression. His eyes kept drifting to his father’s right arm, which had been severed from the elbow down. The wound had already been treated by the physicians and wrapped in bandages, but the emperor had been advised to avoid any excessive movement.
There was already someone who could take over if he could no longer lead the army, but the emperor remained adamant. He ignored his injury and continued to command the army despite his condition. Prince Ferdinand was deeply concerned to see his father pushing himself like this.
The battle against the Pride Devil had been truly bloody. That confrontation further cemented the Pride Devil’s name as the strongest among the seven deadly sins. Although he accompanied by a small force of ten thousand devils, it was more than enough to inflict heavy losses on the alliance troops.
Out of the two hundred thousand alliance troops under Emperor Raymond’s command, more than seventy thousand had been lost. It was a staggering number, especially considering they had only faced ten thousand devils. Among the casualties were some renowned figures. One of the ten great swordmasters of the continent had fallen in this battle.
He was Adel Schwertwächter.
He was part of Prince Wilmar’s faction during the civil war and had once attacked the Rosalind family. The Pride Devil showed no regard for identity or reputation, he simply unleashed his sword techniques on anyone in sight. He used his powerful attacks against all opponents, regardless of their cultivation stage, making the battle unimaginably brutal.
Anyone who stood before him, he would kill, especially when he saw members of the great swordmasters. He had long desired to fight them, and in the army led by Emperor Raymond, he finally encountered two: Adel and Elena.
Even though they were much weaker than him—still only at the King stage—he did not care. He used his sword techniques on them without hesitation. The result? Adel was instantly killed, while Elena had one of her arms and one of her legs severed. She even fell into a coma and had to be brought back outside the devil territory.