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The Moon Goddess looked at Merlin and slowly asked, "How many soldiers and armies does the Dawn Empire, a human empire, have? How many powerful individuals does it have? The eighth rank is the level of a legendary archmage. The next level is demigod. Once you gain godhood, you can become a true god."

She glanced at the wounded troops on the battlefield behind her and continued solemnly, "These armies and knight orders represent all the strength the Dawn Empire can currently muster. Perhaps this is all the combat power that can be assembled near the imperial capital. As for the powerful, the seventh-level warrior who just infiltrated the army, plus this fallen eighth-level Bruel Pandragon, actually make up a considerable number. Do you think seventh- and eighth-level warriors are cabbages that can be found everywhere? Even a sixth-level being would be treated as a guest of honor wherever they are."

"The Dawn Empire can't send out more powerful warriors until the very last moment. This is the empire's trump card. If these powerful warriors were to die in battle, how would the Dawn Empire suppress the other empires? How would it check and balance the nobles below? Even though the Dawn Empire's royal family is the descendant of the Goddess of Light, for the gods, descendants are actually irrelevant; what they care about is faith. If the new monarch can gain more power of faith, most gods would even be willing to become the driving force behind the destruction of their own descendants."

Merlin's eyes widened and he exclaimed, "Is this outrageous?"

Moon Goddess Selene nodded affirmatively, "That Light Goddess is definitely capable of doing it."

Merlin frowned and asked doubtfully, "That shouldn't be the case. You elves have demigods and quite a few eighth-level warriors..."

Moon Goddess Selene rolled her eyes and said unhappily, "We are an entire race! We are not a nation. The elves and humans are the same."

Then she continued, "The 'Meat Cancer' released by the Lord of Flesh and Blood has been intercepted by the Dawn Empire's reinforcements, but they can't spare any manpower to support us. Let's run as fast as we can."

Merlin quickly responded: "I'm not a fool. If I can run, of course I will run."

As he spoke, he shouted Arthur's name, "Arthur, come here quickly, retreat first!"

However, after hearing Merlin's cry, Arthur did not turn around. Instead, he raised the dawn and rushed towards the Lord of Flesh and Blood without hesitation.

"Fuck, are you trying to kill yourself?" Merlin gritted his teeth in anger and hurriedly took out a large number of alchemical props from his space ring.

Arthur knew in his heart, escape? Where could he escape to? Behind him was the capital of the Dawn Empire. Even if the Lord of Flesh and Blood didn't attack the capital, as long as it left here, it would be a disaster for the Dawn Empire.

As a member of the royal family and a prince, he must shoulder the responsibility of protecting his people.

Merlin looked at the communication crystal in his hand, his face filled with anxiety.

Because the evil power of the Lord of Flesh and Blood disrupted the surrounding magic, the communication crystal had no signal at all and could not contact anyone.

Merlin was extremely anxious. He quickly ran to Scarlett, shook her shoulders anxiously, and asked, "Did your grandfather leave you any backup plan? Can you ask the dean to come over and pin this Flesh Lord to death?"

"I don't know either. Maybe there is. Otherwise, you can throw me out and see if my grandfather will show up in a life-and-death crisis." Scarlett's shoulder hurt from Merlin shaking her, and she made her suggestion in desperation.

Merlin couldn't help rolling his eyes when he heard this. Throwing Scarlett to the Lord of Flesh and Blood?

That won’t do. If the dean finds out, how can he still be alive?

Besides, Scarlett is his important colleague, how could he do that?

"Forget it, I'll think of another way." Merlin said helplessly.

At this time, Scarlett looked at Merlin and said seriously, "Merlin, the affairs of the Ancient God Cult are the responsibility of the entire Federation. There is no need for you to stay here and take everything on yourself. I know you are a good person and don't want to see the Lord of Flesh and Blood wreak havoc on the continent, but this is no longer something we can handle!"

Merlin was a little stunned. He didn't expect that this was how he appeared in Scarlett's eyes.

Who would want to care about the trouble of the Lord of Flesh and Blood? If he could run away, he would have run away long ago, but his good brother Arthur didn't run away. How could he abandon Arthur and escape alone?

Scarlett rode Nature's Guardian at a gust of wind to Merlin and Stacy's side, reaching out her hand eagerly to pull them up, panting as she said, "I've already rescued the students of Dawn Academy, and the army is evacuating quickly. We're the only ones left now, let's go!"

At this moment, a tremendous wave of blood and energy suddenly arose in the direction of the Lord of Flesh and Blood.

It was as if an invisible force was stirring, and with the Lord of Flesh and Blood as the center, the rolling heat waves spread out in all directions like a surging tide.

The air was filled with a disgusting smell of blood. Wherever the heat wave passed, the soil and rocks on the ground were instantly scorched red, as if they were about to melt.

The surrounding space seemed to be distorted by the heat wave, presenting a strange fluctuation.

Merlin turned around and saw Arthur flying backwards like a kite with a broken string, his skin burned by the heat and charred.

The Lord of Flesh and Blood slowly walked out from the rolling flesh and blood and heat waves. His originally damaged body was constantly recovering, his broken limbs were growing again, and his wounds were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It let out a creepy laugh and said, "That's really good. It's really interesting. I didn't expect there are descendants of the God of War here."

Merlin suddenly felt cold all over, a biting chill instantly spreading from the soles of his feet to his entire body. He clearly felt that he was being stared at, as if he was being locked by a hungry python.

"Damn it!"

Merlin thought to himself that something was wrong. Without thinking, he picked up Scarlett and threw her at Stacy, then ran towards Arthur without hesitation.

He knew clearly that the Lord of Flesh and Blood had set his sights on him, and he must not let Staci and the others escape with him.

"Stacy, take Scarlett away!" Merlin shouted, his voice a little hoarse in the heat.

Arthur quickly adjusted his body in the air and looked at Merlin running towards him from behind, feeling moved.

He thought to himself, he is indeed worthy of being President Merlin, the person he has always admired. In such a desperate situation, he actually wants to work with him to deal with the Lord of Flesh and Blood, and he is not afraid of the gods at all!

Arthur's confidence increased instantly. He tightly grasped the light in his hand, and his aura became stronger and stronger, as if he had ignited an endless fighting spirit.

Is this what it feels like to fight side by side with brothers!

He secretly swore in his heart that he must overcome this difficulty with Merlin.