Chapter 646 Air Raid on the Capital of Feysac Empire

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In Hobert's study, he briefly told Xio about the battle.

And finally concluded: "I got some information before that the Aurora Order has a total of five Saints.

"We have now killed four of their Saints. If they haven't replenished their strength, then the Aurora Order now only has one Saint left.

"But regardless of whether they replenish their Saint-level power, this secret organization composed of lunatics will definitely disappear for a while."

Thinking of the organization's purpose, Hobert felt that the True Creator Church would definitely replenish some Saint-level power.

Xio smiled and said, "Before, I never thought that I could contribute to cracking down on this evil Beyonder organization."

"We must continue to crack down on the Aurora Order," Hobert added, "You must use your intelligence network to publicize tonight's operation, portraying the Aurora Order as very embarrassed, even begging Duke Hobert for mercy."

Xio was slightly stunned: "This will expose you."

"It doesn't matter," Hobert smiled, "I just want to anger them, preferably so they will come to my door!"

In tonight's operation, Hobert didn't even wear a mask, because with his current strength, an organization like the Aurora Order should be hiding from him, not him hiding from the Aurora Order.

Even with the addition of the "Iron-Blood Cross Order," with the Feysac Empire's royal family and many extraordinary families in the Intis Republic holding the "Hunter" pathway, this organization is not a match for the "Creator" faction.

At least it is much weaker than the Demoness Sect, so if they want to seek revenge on Hobert, they have to weigh their options first.

After Xio left, Hobert habitually reviewed tonight's battle and then entered the "Nation of Disorder" to count the spoils.

The biggest trophy was, of course, the "Box of the Great Old Ones," this Grade 0 Sealed Artifact.

Its abilities are still okay. It is divided into three layers. The first layer can exchange the internal space with a certain area in reality. The area that enters the box will become a delicate toy. If life enters the box, it will be like a clockwork doll, with jerky movements and difficulty forming coherent thoughts.

The second layer records places such as the Abyss and the cosmos. The holder and the surrounding targets will randomly enter a certain space recorded in the second layer. The holder's only advantage is being prepared and more likely to escape from those places. Basically, it is an ability to perish together.

The third layer seals a dangerous corruption from the cosmos. This layer has a certain probability of opening on its own, and all creatures within a certain range will be consumed and digested.

Sitting on the "Iron Throne," Hobert sighed: "Only the first layer is safe."

The ability of the third layer is actually a negative effect. Suddenly being stared at from the cosmos is quite terrifying to think about.

Another negative effect is that the holder may suddenly disappear.

This is another difficult negative effect to guard against.

So Hobert simply sealed it in the "Nation of Disorder," to be taken out when needed.

Finally, it was time to name it. This time, Hobert didn't need to use too much brainpower, because the name was already there: "0-72" Box of the Great Old Ones.

… …

Longtail Island, in the Governor's Mansion.

In the early morning, Hobert came to the bedroom here. Fors was indeed still in bed: "Get up, I brought you a gift."

Fors lay there motionless, using practical actions to interpret what is meant by "unmoved."

Hobert sat on the edge of the bed: "You will definitely like it very much."

Fors didn't even lift her eyes, simply covering her head with a blanket.

"Yesterday, Dophis and I killed Botis."

Fors paused obviously, then suddenly sat up: "Which Botis?"

"The Botis who defected from the Abraham family, as you said before," Hobert replied with a smile, "Don't you feel immediately awake?"

Fors was stunned for a while before yawning, as if she had only completely woken up at this moment: "Your and Xio's operation was successful?"

Hobert had mentioned before that he was having Xio investigate the Aurora Order: "Of course, a complete victory!"

Fors leaned over and kissed Hobert: "Great!"

"That's it?"

"Otherwise?"

"Of course, we have to continue," Hobert jumped onto the bed and pinned Fors down.

"Ah haha, don't kiss my neck so hard, it will leave a mark!"

After a round of lovemaking, Hobert held Fors in his arms and lay on the bed: "Later, I'm going to take people to the air force base in the southern part of the Midseashire to prepare to bomb Saint Millon."

Fors urged: "Don't be too reckless."

"Of course not," Hobert smiled, "After all, I'm just an outside helper."

Fors added: "I'm going to Pritz Harbor to give Botis's head to Teacher."

"We have to share the benefits we get equally," Hobert said with a smile, "You can't hoard them all."

"Don't worry, it's all for you!" Fors said generously.

Hobert left after nine in the morning. Fors struggled for a long time but failed to complete the process of getting out of bed, so she simply went back to sleep for a while.

Close to eleven o'clock, Fors finally got up, put on a long dress, and set off for Pritz Harbor with a wide-brimmed hat.

Because this time it was a meeting without any prior notice, she still had to follow the previous procedure. Fors asked someone to send a letter to Dorian at the Fisheries Connection, marking the "safe" code in the letter.

Then they came to a pre-arranged hotel, a pre-arranged room, one after the other.

Fors waited in the room for more than twenty minutes, hiding behind the curtains, watching Teacher Dorian stroll into the hotel.

She knocked on the door according to the agreed code, opened the door, and exchanged the code with gestures, and both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Some time ago, Fors had talked to Hobert about the code between Beyonders. She felt that the Abraham family did a very good job in this regard.

But Hobert said that this kind of code is only useful in Xio's intelligence department. Other official Beyonders, except for some simple codes, don't need codes much!

Because they are official Beyonders, the residence of official Beyonders is not a meeting place, but a place for office work. They must be upright and not sneaky.

This thought flashed through Fors's mind. She smiled and said, "Sorry, Teacher, I'm here to see you suddenly again this time."

Dorian, with very broad shoulders, also smiled and said, "Every time your sudden visit brings me some surprises."

As an astrologer, with keen spirituality, Dorian had already sensed that this time his student would bring him another big surprise.

"Just as you expected," Fors said, "I brought Botis's head."

"Who?"

"Botis," Fors replied, "The Botis you mentioned to me before."

"Oh, my God, you actually killed Botis," Dorian said in surprise, sitting in the chair with a look of disbelief. He paused for a few seconds before saying, "Was this also killed by Hobert?"

"That's right," Fors said frankly, "When Hobert was attacking the Aurora Order's forces, he and his companions encountered Botis and others.

"Because I had mentioned this person to Hobert before, he and his companions killed Botis."

As Fors spoke, she opened the bag she was carrying, revealing the head that had already been processed.

Dorian didn't know what to say for a while. In his student's mouth, killing a "Secrets Sorcerer" was as simple as pinching a chick.

He looked at the head and saw the unwillingness and surprise on Botis's face, and he was filled with emotion.

After a long while, Dorian said to Fors, "I don't know how to thank you, how to thank Hobert."

"You're welcome," Fors said with a smile, "I just want to do something for you."

But Dorian smiled and said, "I must thank you, otherwise my companions will suspect that you have other purposes."

He thought for a moment before saying, "I saw a description of your recent situation in the newspaper. I know that you are not short of money now, and you have a lot of power. Hobert can also provide you with excellent extraordinary resources.

"But I still have some information about our pathway here, which should be very useful to you.

"Well, let's do this, I will give you the 'Traveler' and 'Secrets Sorcerer' potion formulas one after another after you advance. In addition, I will help you prepare the ritual for advancing to 'Secrets Sorcerer'.

"I think Hobert should have the Beyonder characteristics of 'Traveler' and 'Secrets Sorcerer', then I will provide you with all the auxiliary Ingredients for these two advancements."

Fors was about to refuse, but seeing Dorian's firm expression, she had to say, "Thank you, Teacher."

She sighed in her heart: Hobert can't use the things the teacher gave me? How should I share them with him?

Dorian sighed and said, "The newspaper said a few days ago that Hobert was ennobled as a duke and can also establish a country in the Southern Continent. Is this true?"

"It's true," Fors said, "I also went to see his new territory. It's very vast, but the level of civilization is not high."

"It's rare to see such a promising young man," Dorian said with emotion, "Speaking of which, we only met at your wedding, and we haven't had a good chat yet.

"Please help me tell him that I hope to express my gratitude in person."

At this time, Fors, who already had some political awareness, realized that Teacher Dorian must have noticed that Hobert's background was unusual and wanted to gain a deeper understanding.

"No problem," Fors said with a smile.

… …

In the blink of an eye, it was October 16th. A few days ago, the Feysac Empire had just experienced a heavy snowfall, but after the cold wave passed, the temperature rebounded somewhat, and the snow just began to melt.

In the early morning, Hobert, in the airship command room, saw the vast expanse of white on the ground, feeling the harsh cold of this northern country.

"Your Excellency, Favored, the sun is about to rise, and we are about to enter a densely populated area," Malva, the 'Iron-Blooded Knight' from the Tony family, reminded him.

Hobert smiled and said, "I told you, you are in full command of this battle."

As he spoke, he simply sat by the window, as if continuing to admire the scenery outside.

Malva was Raymond's choice for advancement to 'War Bishop'.

If they could successfully raid Saint Millon, it would definitely complete the advancement ritual.

After several days of planning, this squadron of 24 airships set off in the first half of last night, first heading west to bypass the southern coast battlefield of Midseashire.

Then, the airships turned off all their lights and crossed Midseashire in the dark.

After sailing through the darkness all night, they finally quietly entered the Feysac Empire.

The airship squadron began to advance towards the northeast, heading straight for Saint Millon.

Winter in the Feysac Empire, especially when the ice and snow melt and the temperature warms up slightly, is also a season with a high incidence of heavy fog. Although not as severe as the fog in Backlund, it can still effectively cover the airship squadron before sunrise.

Now the sun is about to rise, and there is still about an hour's journey from Saint Millon, especially near Saint Millon, where the population becomes dense, making it easy to be discovered at this time.

However, Malva had already discussed this issue with Hobert. Seeing that Hobert had completely handed over the command to him, he cleared his throat and ordered, "Begin the prayer!"

The signal officer immediately used light signals to convey the order to each airship.

For a time, on every airship, people were praying to the 'Creator'.

These people were basically the Tony family's Beyonders, as well as the 'prayers' designated by Malva.

The soldiers piloting the airships were indifferent. They knew very well that this mission was a suicide mission, and they had long been mentally prepared to die.

At this moment, their hearts were very calm, after all, they knew where the end of their lives was.

Hobert seemed to be looking out the window at the scenery, but in fact, he had already entered the 'Nation of Disorder'. According to the swelling stars in the pool, he projected a certain amount of power into the real world, 'tampering' with the appearance of the airship squadron.

From the ground, one couldn't see any airship squadron at all, only a cloud floating north.

Hobert could 'distort' the position of the squadron, allowing them to reach the designated location as soon as possible, but that would easily alert the enemy.

If the Feysac Empire's royal family mastered the 'Arbiter' pathway, Hobert would never have agreed to participate in such a sneak attack mission.

Because the high-sequence Beyonders of this pathway can establish some subtle connections with their territories, making it easier to detect their sneak attacks.

And the high-sequence Beyonders of the 'Hunter' pathway have various practical abilities on the battlefield and can easily dominate the war, but they do not have a corresponding connection with their territory.

In addition, the target of the 24 airship squadron was small, making it difficult for them to be discovered.

Moreover, according to the information Hobert obtained, the angel of the Feysac Empire's royal family was currently supervising the battle on the southern coast of the Midseashire, while the angel of the God of Combat Church was confronting the angels of the Evernight Goddess Church in the Amantha Mountains.

This created a gap in the defense of Saint Millon, at least before the bombing, this airship squadron was difficult to detect.

Because the 'Creator' has a very high level, under His 'tampering', demigod-level Beyonders can only detect something wrong at a relatively close distance.

If they were still far from Saint Millon, and a demigod happened to fly through the sky not far from the airship squadron, or passed by the road below the squadron, it would be purely bad luck for Hobert and the others.

The sun appeared on the horizon, and the sunlight shone on the earth, quickly dispelling the mist.

Hobert saw the villages of the Feysac Empire emitting smoke, and the day's work was about to begin.

The Feysac Empire basically can only produce one season of grain per year, and after the harvest in August and September, the cold winter follows.

Before the heavy snow seals the mountains, enough firewood must be cut down, and the entire winter will depend on them for heating.

In previous years, October had already entered the resting phase for people.

But this year is different. The war has begun. The young people in the village were conscripted into the army in the summer to participate in military training.

Now they are all on the southern coast of the Midseashire and the battlefield of the Amantha Mountains.

The middle-aged people, children, and elderly in the village have to go to the workshops in the town to produce military products.

The entire country will continue to operate in this harsh winter.

This made Hobert suddenly think of a theory about 'atomic peace'. The theory roughly says that it is not that everyone is afraid of destroying the world after having nuclear bombs, so they do not conduct world wars.

But rather, the decision-makers who make war plans, and the capitalists who hope to profit from war, like the children of farmers and workers who are sent to the battlefield, are easily killed by nuclear weapons, even more easily than the soldiers at the front.

So world wars cannot be fought.

Hobert took a deep breath, looking at the countryside full of the atmosphere of life under his feet: Originally, I thought that the gods were the 'nuclear deterrent' of this world, but now it seems that there are still considerable differences between the two.

Most of the time, the gods can deter each other, but sometimes, they are the biggest destabilizing factors.

As the sun gradually rose, the view became better and better.

When the fog completely dissipated, Saint Millon could be clearly seen with binoculars.

Malva carefully observed it and began to order the airship squadron to make the final adjustments to its flight direction.

Because they were afraid of being discovered by the enemy's flashing lights, the airships communicated with each other using flag signals.

Everyone held their breath, not even daring to speak too loudly.

The palms of Malva and other commanders were already full of sweat, not only because of nervousness but also because of excitement.

The bombing target was in front of them, getting closer and closer. They could already clearly see the ins and outs of the carriages in those factories and the figures of workers carrying goods.

At this time, the urgency in their hearts reached its peak, hoping to appear above the bombing target in the next second.

Suddenly, a fire snake rose from the ground, sweeping towards the airship squadron.

Malva shouted, "Block the fire attack!"

The Tony family's demigod of the 'Lawyer' pathway, who came to assist in the advancement, 'distorted' the fire snake to the rear, and it did not hit the airship.

They were still discovered!

This also meant that the raid had begun. Malva ordered, "Sound the electric bell, no longer hide anything, full speed ahead!

"Prepare to drop bombs. If we are unfortunately hit, drop all the bombs we are carrying before crashing."

The commanders of the other airships could clearly hear Malva's orders!

This was a very practical ability of a demigod of the 'Hunter' pathway. Within a certain range, he could convey orders to his subordinates without any obstacles.

Ding-ling-ling ~

The electric bells of the 24 airships rang almost simultaneously, and all the officers and soldiers of the entire fleet were in place. The lookouts had already opened the viewing mirrors of the observation windows, ready to guide the bombing at any time.

Wahhh ~

The ground sounded a long air raid alarm. Amidst loud greetings to the ancestors of the Loen people, the ground air defense forces were the first to react, running to carry ammunition, preparing to fight back with anti-aircraft machine guns.

But they did not immediately find the target, because at this time, from the ground, the airship squadron still existed in the form of clouds.

Even the demigods who noticed something was wrong were not sure what was hidden in that cloud, only guessing that it was something like an airship hot air balloon.

At the same time, the demigod felt that the power forming the cloud was very high-level, so he did not dare to continue attacking, but while alerting the air defense forces, he prayed to his own angel.

… …

In the command room, Malva, after issuing a series of orders, said to Hobert, "Please help us reach the top of the target as soon as possible."

Hobert nodded. First, he 'magnified' the speed of the airship squadron's advance, and then, by constantly 'distorting', he reached the top of the Saint Millon industrial area in three or four seconds.

If the 'Creator' took action, the time to enter Saint Millon might be even faster.

But that would likely attract the attention of the God of Combat. According to the previous agreement between the gods, He might directly descend.

The 'Creator' is just an empty shell, it's okay to fool the angels, but in front of the gods, it might be exposed immediately.

In order to avoid the situation from becoming uncontrollable from the beginning, Hobert still chose to take action himself.

… …

On the ground, the soldiers of the air defense force saw more than twenty airships, like arrows leaving the string, rushing out of the clouds and entering the industrial area in a blink of an eye.

After a second or two, under the loud orders of the officers, everyone seemed to have come back to their senses, turning the anti-aircraft machine guns and firing at the sky.

… …

The Beyonders on the airships either 'distorted' the bullets like fire tongues or summoned fire walls to block the bullets.

But they could still only defend against a part of the attacks. Bullets still swept onto the airships, piercing the wooden structure. Several soldiers on the airships who were unfortunately hit were torn apart by the anti-aircraft bullets, and blood splattered on the floor.

"Drop the bombs!" Malva didn't care whether the position was suitable or not at this time and immediately ordered, "Don't aim, drop the bombs immediately, drop all the bombs!"

Streaks of flame shot up from the ground, as the opposing demigods launched their attack!

Five airships hadn't even dropped a single bomb before being struck by the flames. They burst into flames and exploded, plummeting rapidly towards the ground.

The remaining airships quickly released their bombs. To expedite the process, some Beyonders simply jettisoned the entire bomb bay at once, scattering them across the ground like a celestial maiden scattering flowers.

The flames on the ground began to sweep across the falling bombs, detonating most of them in mid-air.

Boom!

As Hobert 'warped' the position of three bombs, they exploded in the streets of St. Millon.

Marva immediately ordered loudly, "Retreat, full speed retreat! We have already achieved victory!"

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