Chapter 934: The Red King vs Dark Sky (IV)
The Red King's eyes remained cold and emotionless as he faced the aliens of Dark Sky. Their combined efforts, teamwork, and battle tactics created pressure that hindered him from landing fatal blows and taking more lives, but that did not alter the inevitable outcome.
His relentless attacks with the Spear of Doom inflicted increasing damage on the Grand Humanoids and Humanoids of Dark Sky. No matter how ferocious their resistance was, it was only a matter of time before their wounds reached a critical point, crippling their battle strength, breaking their formations, and allowing him to start reaping their lives.
The Red King was unconcerned about how long this would take. Having evolved to the Ascension Stage, his stamina, energy pool, and endurance had reached unprecedented levels. He could maintain this intensity for several hours without tiring. Considering that in just ten minutes, he had already severely wounded more than five of the aliens, they would all fall before he was exhausted.
What did impact the Red King was the aliens' mental resilience and endurance. 'They must know they will die if the battle continues like this, yet they remain firm and steady, not relenting in their attack or running away. I have to admit, that is impressive.'
The Red King had to recognize that a force willing to fight to the death in a losing battle out of pure determination and will was impressive. However, a sharp and meaningful light crossed his eyes the next second as he analyzed the battlefield.
'We are moving!' Each of them was a life form capable of flying at a frightening speed, so it was not so shocking that they would be moving as they battled. However, the Red King noticed how they were not blindly moving, but there was a clear direction in their trajectory.
The next second, the Red King's eyes scanned the battlefield, for the first time not focusing on the aliens attacking him. He immediately noticed the presence of a Grand Humanoid of Dark Sky without an arm and a gaping hole in his stomach.
Horus was several hundred kilometers ahead, high in the sky, watching the fight with immense focus. He was far enough to be out of the immediate reach of the Red King but able to observe every single inch of the battlefield.
Realization dawned upon the Red King as he accessed the memories of the devoured Humanoid of Dark Sky. 'So, they are running back to Lovecraft City,' he thought, his eyes sharpening as he grasped the aliens' plan.
They fought with immense ferocity not to leave behind a glorious tale but because they were desperate to survive. Simply fleeing would have been suicidal; the Red King was faster than any of them and would have hunted them down one by one, killing them all before they reached their headquarters.