240: Chapter 24: A Narrow Escape!

"No! I am the Ultimate Demon Emperor, how can I be defeated and perish here!!!"

Aiolia's wretched howls echoed across the battlefield.

The particle beams of the divine machine heaven driver accurately struck every bit of his escaping flesh.

This Abyssal Demon Emperor, who had just completed his ultimate transformation, was now fleeing in a panic like a stray dog.

However, in the next moment, the Abyssal Source seemed to sense Aiolia's will.

Within the Abyssal Passage, countless pieces of flesh surged out frantically like tentacles.

As if possessing a will of their own, they met the particle beams emitted by the divine machine heaven driver head-on, canceling each other out.

Taking this opportunity, Aiolia's flesh quickly vanished into the Abyssal Passage.

[Analyzing target escape mode... abyssal will interference detected]

[Calculating optimal interception path]

[Ding! Interception calculation failed; target has successfully entered a special zone]

The twelve pairs of metal wings of the divine machine heaven driver fully unfurled, and countless silver-white rays of light shot from the wingtips.

These lights interlaced in the air, converging into a massive three-dimensional grid, as if sealing off every inch of space.

But while the 3D grid could seal space, it was no longer able to stop Aiolia's escape.

With his current abilities, as long as a single drop of blood or a piece of flesh was not destroyed, he could rely on it to quickly regenerate.

This was also the terrifying aspect of an Abyssal Demon Emperor.

Even Di Gulov or Asmodeus, who were not as powerful as Aiolia, possessed the same ability.

As the Abyssal Demons said, as long as they had the blessing of Abyssal Power, they were Undying and Indestructible.

The silver-white body of the divine machine heaven driver hovered at the entrance of the Abyssal Passage.

Within the diamond-shaped crystal lens on its face, data streams flashed frantically like a blizzard.

[Target has detached from current space-time coordinates.]

[abyssal will interference level: Extreme!]

[Continuing pursuit will violate Core Protocol Article 7, Clause 3: Prohibition of deep entry into the Primordial Abyssal Realm!]

[Mission Assessment: Phased completion.]

[Threat level recorded, archived to 'Abyssal Calamity' observation sequence]

The cold, synthesized electronic voice rang out in the void, devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

In the next instant, the massive body of the divine machine heaven driver began to disassemble, and Model Zero, Model One, and Three Model separated once again.

The three Mechanical Pioneers didn't even spare a second glance at the battlefield below before turning into three streaks of light and vanishing into the distorted void.

It was as if they had never appeared.

A deathly silence hung over the battlefield.

Only the rustling sound of wind blowing through the ashes on the scorched earth and the occasional groan of pain from afar could be heard.

The daze of surviving the catastrophe replaced the previous despair.

The remaining Abyssal creatures, having lost the leadership of the Demon Emperor, either scattered like birds and beasts or fled along with the Abyssal Demons.

But even more of them could not escape the fate of being slaughtered by the human Professionals.

"Is... is it over?"

In the chaotic battlefield, a young soldier leaned on a broken spear.

He gazed blankly at the empty sky, his face covered in blood and disbelief.

The veteran soldier beside him sat slumped on the ground, panting heavily, looking at the Abyssal Passage in the distance that was still slightly pulsating.

But its scale had greatly diminished. His voice was hoarse.

"It's over... for now."

"That damn thing... ran away."

Lu Xun slowly descended, thrusting his chaos longsword into the ground to support his body.

The blood continuously seeping from the corners of his mouth showed that the damage he had sustained was not light.

Looking in the direction where the Mechanical Pioneers had disappeared, Lu Xun's eyes were incredibly complex.

"The Mechanical Race... why would they intervene?"

Bai Zhengyuan walked over clutching his chest, his holy light dim and his face as pale as paper.

"I don't know."

Lu Xun shook his head, his voice carrying deep exhaustion.

"But they seem to have marked Aiolia, or rather the Abyss, as some kind of threat that must be purified."

"We... perhaps just happened to be here at the right time."

"Just happened to be here?"

Zhao Qianjun walked over, dragging a nearly wrecked greatsword, covered in blood, and smiled bitterly.

"If it weren't for them, I'm afraid our entire army would have been wiped out here today."

Chen Qingtian punched the scorched ground, leaving a deep pit, and said unwillingly.

"What a pity! We let that demon escape! If he returns in the future, he will surely be a major threat!"

"Although he escaped into the Abyss, his body, which fused three authorities, was heavily damaged by the Mechanical Race. It's absolutely impossible for him to recover in a short time."

Lu Xun took a deep breath, suppressing his injuries, and his gaze swept across the devastated battlefield.

Looking at the figures starting to clear the battlefield, treat the wounded, and silently collect the bones of their companions, he said in a heavy voice.

"The urgent priority is to stabilize the defensive line, treat the wounded, and rebuild the fortress."

"The threat of Aiolia and the Abyss has not been eliminated. We... have no time for grief."

His gaze finally landed on Lu Yin, who was not far away.

Lu Yin stood quietly, his blade of annihilation pointing diagonally at the ground, and the sword of time and space floating by his side.

He looked toward the Abyssal Passage, his face showing no joy of victory, only an icy solemnity.

"Xiao Yin," Lu Xun called out.

Lu Yin slowly turned his head, a ghostly light flickering in his eyes: "Grandpa, Aiolia isn't dead."

"He has gained the recognition of the abyssal will. As long as the Abyss is not destroyed, he will eventually return."

"And..."

Lu Yin paused and said in a low voice.

"I can feel that besides the Abyssal Demons, something else... is watching us."

A chill quietly swept through the hearts of every powerhouse present.

"Yes, besides the Abyssal Demons, there are too many threats to humanity."

Lu Xun spoke slowly, looking at this ravaged land and the bodies on the ground covered with shrouds.

The dark purple patterns left by the Abyssal energy, like ulcerated blood vessels, were still faintly pulsating and making a light sizzling sound.

Reminding the living of how tragic the war that had just ended was.

"First, tally the casualties and handle the aftermath."

Lu Xun's hoarse voice clearly reached the ears of every commander who could still stand.

No one cheered for victory; the soldiers moved silently through the ruins, searching for companions who might have survived.

Bai Zhengyuan led the remaining clergy, propping up faint screens of purification light.

They dispersed the dense Abyssal magic energy in the air while performing emergency treatment for the wounded.

As the holy light flowed, the rotten flesh on the wounds fell away.

New flesh wriggled and grew, but those warriors who were too deeply eroded by the Abyssal Power still groaned in pain.

Their bodies occasionally underwent eerie distortions; this was the consequence of fighting Abyssal Demons.

Lu Yin moved like a walking corpse among the dead and wounded soldiers.

Two familiar faces suddenly caught his eye.

They were Li Chenxu and Wei Xiaoxiao.

These two young soldiers had once carried out missions with him.

But he never expected that meeting again would be in this form, separated by life and death.

But thinking about it, they had also done their best in their respective positions.

Dying in the line of duty while fighting Abyssal Demons was perhaps the end they most desired for themselves.