Chapter 738: Chapter 358: The Final Battle (Part 2)
Even though some wise ones and prophets could gaze into the distance and know that there were storms in the ocean, they didn’t know when they would arrive. Perhaps they knew, but certain hidden existences prevented them from speaking out.
The Empire made people leave the tranquil island and enter the storm.
"Meimei, go help Meluna."
Li Ang grabbed the young girl’s hand behind him, wanting her to fight alongside Meluna, trying to delay the Eye of God from guiding the next bombardment.
"Hmm? Oh."
Held by Li Ang’s hand, Meimei only then came to her senses, and Li Ang also felt her soft small hand was already drenched with sweat.
Not just her hands, her beautiful face was also covered in sweat, and her close-fitting clothes were completely soaked.
On a moonlit night, the Water Dragon spread a healing mist over the entire island. Along with the sweat, everyone’s clothes were somewhat damp, even armor surfaces were condensed with dew.
But Meimei’s condition was evidently abnormal.
She was breathing rapidly, her eyes glazed, making it difficult to focus on responding to Li Ang.
Was she injured? Li Ang roughly checked, but saw no obvious wounds, and there were no issues according to the panel information and magic perception.
"I, I... I might not... I can go, but in the end, I still will..."
Sorrow and fear continuously surged on Meimei’s face, the succession of images almost crumbling her, sweat pouring down like rain merely showed it on the surface, as much as her spirit and body were under high pressure.
If an adult appeared like this it would concern others, let alone someone who appeared to be a young girl of twelve or thirteen. Melegon glanced at her, saying nothing. He had seen people collapse under great pressure in combat, plus in his eyes this was a child, it was normal to act this way.
Li Ang, however, knew her sudden state was likely a trauma response to the past.
He himself hadn’t witnessed the end of any world, even as a transmigrator he couldn’t understand such feelings, nor could he imagine the sensation of people he cares about and allies who helped him dying one by one.
He covered the young girl’s eyes with his hands for a few seconds. She initially stunned, but then did not resist, allowing him to cover her eyes, as if this made her forget what lay ahead and thus not recall past events.
Li Ang felt her tension gradually fade, as if her whole face rested against his palm, as if this close body heat was the only power she could rely on.
"It’s okay, if you’re not going, then don’t. Stay close to me."
High on the body of the Star Soul, a row of ship cannons absorbed the Light of the Star Soul provided by the Eye of God and fired again. Yet the combat boat swiftly maneuvered, dodging the shot.
Melegon suddenly turned his head to Li Ang: "The next might be the final battle, Li Ang, I know your Curse Art has unique power, regardless of what curse, please use it. If we survive the night, I owe you a huge favor. I want to win."
Li Ang was silent for a second, raising his hand to cast a spell.
This time he didn’t use the Magic Staff but the Demon’s Hand. This arm had now become quite enlarged. If earlier it seemed like a strangely shaped glove, now anyone could see it wasn’t a human hand.
Having just reinforced the Demon’s Hand and also defeating the Eye of God, the system informed him of receiving some reward. It’s unclear if it strengthened its curse or something else, but the Demon’s Hand executed the curse art seamlessly, almost instantly enveloping all the knights in Spiritual Activation and Acceleration Technique.
However, having just unleashed Chaos Destruction, the Demon Curse seemed to temporarily subside, and Li Ang couldn’t feel any pain, nor could he feel his own weakness. He couldn’t afford to worry about whether this was a bad sign.
Melegon attentively watched the continually repairing Star Soul body outside the core, saying to Li Ang, "Whether it’s that Decomposition Beam or your attacks from the Spiritual Level, only your attacks can be effective."
"I know, but I can’t use that move so quickly again."
Chaos Destruction essentially equaled deploying a Domain. Li Ang hadn’t seen many who could consecutively open domains, at least he was sure his Demon’s Hand was temporarily unable to cast it.
As for the Decomposition Light Wave, it became weakened following the Spiritual Activation, and had hardly stopped nor was it easy to emit again.
"Weaker ones are possible, but the attack range is too limited, relying on me might not be able to destroy that core."
What had descended here was Joniside’s true form. Even though he could barely imprint a few Spiritual Piercings, he couldn’t execute through such a thick body.
"I must send you to the core." Melegon immediately understood.
Li Ang nodded: "The problem is—"
"Hmm, the power is still not enough."
The frontline fiercely advanced, tearing a huge mouth in the blood-and-steel wall before the core.
The combat boat above also continuously fired from ship cannons, destroying large areas of the Destruction Battleship turrets.
Even if strengthened, showing short-term advantages still couldn’t reach a decisive level.
Indeed, the Captain gritted his teeth: "If the last ship can launch the Dragon-Slaying Impact, it would almost reach the core, but if it fails, no combat boat would be able to make another shot."
Melegon clutched his fists tightly: "The entire Flos Aerial Realm doesn’t need Celestial Team Level combat flying airships; most industries in the City of the Ship’s Rudder produce ordinary ships, the strongest combat ships we found, which are the Island Founder’s battleships, are now suppressed by this monster."
As he spoke, the fierce wind roared in the surrounding night sky, as if mercilessly mocking the warriors here.
