New Life, New Task: I'll Be A Mom Then!!!

"Roar!"

As soon as Lord Raven uttered the word, a loud battle cry resounded in the skies and a strong battle ensued.

He smiled happily as he watched everything unfold like he was looking at a horse race. He was watching in delight as blood splattered on the ground and man after man lost their lives in the process.

Pope Ramir immediately went straight to High Priest Enoch and the High Priest of Croix territory, Paul.

His blazing eyes looked at the two High Priests sinisterly as he smiled creepily.

Emperor Razak, who was supposed to be dead, quickly flashed and headed in front of Kazimir and Antoine. General Farauld also quickly joined them to assist them in their battle.

Rachana on the other hand, wanted to face the unconscious Eli and the busy Cornelius, but Randel blocked her way and she was stuck in dealing with him.

Not many know, but Randel had already successfully reached the S-class during the battle. He only needed to be officially assessed so that everyone would know that there was yet another S-class mage born in the Seirende Empire.

Grandpa Andi, Grandpa Ben, and Leon looked at each other. The meaning in their eyes was apparent as they faced Lord Raven together.

They dared not to underestimate his power, especially when they knew that he was wielding a power that does not belong to the mana of this world.

Just like that, the large-scale battle unraveled. Horror and trembling swept into the roars that could be heard by the people who were praying to be not implicated from afar.

"What's happening to the holy island?" After some time, those who were transported to the rescue point woke up and saw the changes in the sky and in the direction where they were fighting earlier.

"A being called Lord Raven descended… coincidentally, the Grandmasters and the rest were also transported from the Seirende Continent all the way to here as reinforcements." One of the elders who were taking care of them replied.

"Then… this is not good… I have to go back and continue to fight as well!" Abaddon ignored the pain and stood up. He would not allow his comrades to die like that while he was here watching.

"I will go as well…" Gabriel and Mishael also stood.

The Elder who was taking care of their words panicked and exclaimed, "All of you please calm down. You were already injured and unable to properly fight!"

"You will only lose your lives up there!" He was reprimanded there.

But the trio and the others could not sit still and insisted.

"I can still move!"

"I can still wield my weapon!"

"I can still kill one enemy!"

They argued. The elders had no choice but to call the others so that they could calm down these people.

In the end, it was Yelena, who used a knock-out powder to stimulate them to sleep. "We can allow them to go, but only when their injuries have significantly recovered."

The elders agree with Yelena's suggestion, at this point although these soldiers can indeed stand and wield the sword, they would surely not stand a chance against the demonoid armies whom Lord Raven created.

Back on the battlefield, the battle against Pope Ramir was quite intense. As his strength was already enhanced by leaps and bounds, High Priest Paul and Enoch could barely keep up with his attacks.

Unlike Leon who is an S-Class mage, at most, the two High Priests were at the peak of the A-rank. As such, they could not match Pope Ramir's strength which was now comparable with Leon, an S-class mage.

"Hehehehe…" Pope Ramir saw the dark faces of the two high priests and could not help but laugh eerily. "Aren't you two extremely prideful earlier? Where did your powers go?"

He mocked them continuously as he tortured them with his swift and corrosive curse attacks.

"Huff… Huff!" High Priest Enoch and High Priest Paul tried to catch their breaths heavily as their aged bodies complained about the rigorous fight.

They looked at each other and simultaneously used their divine power to enhance their condition. They were no longer as nimble as when they were in their prime. Now, they have to rely on the blessing from the divine power to keep up with their opponent.

"That's useless!" Pope Ramir's smile widened as his ferocious set of fangs even glistened with purplish drool. He was like a monster playing with his prayers as he watched them struggle in vain before him.

Even so, the two high priests were not discouraged at all. Besides, their mission was not to completely defeat the Pope.

But to hold him back so that Leon and the other Grandmasters would have enough time to defeat Lord Raven.

Their missions were the same as the other two groups holding Rachana and Emperor Razak back.

The Crimson and the Roaming blades stood unitedly as they watched over the entire battlefield.

Not many could notice but with the absence of the key figures busying themselves to fight against the strongest opponents, they were subtly navigating the rest of the army soldiers in an organized attack.

Though they were slow, they were able to eliminate the behemoths and the other demonoid lieutenants one by one, while leaving the normal demonoids for the rest to clean up.

They looked like they were scattered but if one would stop and look closely, one would realize that they were actually united and together with their attacks.

On the other hand, Emperor Razak looked at Kazimir and Antoine with deep hatred.

The gaping hole from his heart was still there, but in it was a creepy swarm of purple snake-like figures curling continuously as if to fill the hole in his chest.

"Grrr!!" He roared as he flapped his wings and descended to attack Antoine and Kazimir. When they immediately avoided the attack, and General Farauld came to view, Emperor Razak did not stop and still chased one of the two princes.

Seeing that he was being ignored by the opponent multiple times, General Farauld figured out that Emperor Razak no longer had the capacity to think. The only thing that made him 'operate' was the deep hatred he had against the Seirende Bloodline.

Because of that, his eyes would not see anything unless he was able to defeat Kazimir and Antoine with his own hands.

"Grrr!! Roarr!" Emperor Razak roared in frustration as he failed to catch the two multiple times and was even hit by their attacks.

However, Kazimir, Antoine, and General Farauld did not relax a bit, because it seems like their serious attacks could barely hurt Emperor Razak's skin.

"His skin was even sturdier than the hardest armor!!!" General Farauld could not help but mumble.

Kazimir and Antoine also became serious, they did not expect that this would be the kind of thing they would encounter once they confronted the enemies.

The difference in power is too high! And they did not have the confidence that they would be able to stop or even defend themselves against the opponents.

The battle against Rachana and Randel was rather intense, on the other hand.

As one of the most exposed in curse research apart from Kayden, Randel was more familiar with the curse power than the rest of the crew.

As such, he was able to incorporate anti-curse measures in his own attacks while fighting with Rachana.

The only bizarre fact is that Rachana was emitting a faint familiar aura he could feel towards Eli. It was the power of the guardian Asa who, according to the research published by Kayden and Eli a few days before the war, was forcefully planted on Rachana's body.

'So this is the main reason why my blended attacks were a little less effective against her?' Randel thought as he examined the wounds he managed to inflict on Rachana's body by blending his own magic and the cure potion.

He expected that these wounds would be deep enough to expose the bones behind the flesh, but it was only able to inflict slightly deep wounds.

While he was thinking of a solution to his problem, Rachana screamed in a high-pitched tone almost causing the nearby demonoids and soldiers to roll on the ground and protect their ears.

"Get out of my way!!! Filthy man!" Rachana looked at Randel resentfully.

Behind Randel was the unconscious Eli who was still being healed by Cornelius. He looked so focused and did not even mind the chaos around him.

He was dead set on curing Eli so that he would be able to take her out of the battlefield, but the sudden appearance of Lord Raven delayed him significantly.

He was almost done covering three-fourths of all her receptors and was already on his way to seal the rest.

But Rachana was set on not allowing him to successfully heal Eli and so when she had an opportunity, she could occasionally send a stray attack toward their direction to distract him and weaken their protective barrier.

Randel immediately figured out Rachana's motive and his eyes squinted dangerously,  "You will not touch her…"

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