A Journey That Changed The World. - Chapter 967: They're Getting Angry Now

Chapter 967: They’re Getting Angry Now

Archer soared across Pluoria, his eyes set on Starfall City, where his in-laws and the remaining soldiers stood their ground. Despite the warnings from the women, he was determined to end the chaos swiftly, driven by a fierce resolve.

As he flew over the continent, he was infuriated by the sight that greeted him: millions of Alliance soldiers swarming and ravaging the land. The sheer scale of the invasion only fueled his anger and urgency.

When Archer spotted a large group, he peppered them with plasma missiles that turned them ash due to the violet flames that washed over the land. He also used his dragon’s breath on the war machines.

Chaos erupted, and when the Alliance’s Demi-Gods, who were stronger than him, appeared, he would move on. ‘Damn, Gate would be useful right now but the Swarm had to block it,’ he fumed while blasting a besieging army before their protection tried to capture him.

Thanks to his Mana Manipulation, Archer sped through the skies, narrowly escaping the chaos below. When he arrived at the city, the Alliance forces had already breached the city walls.

Without hesitation, he stopped flying forward and unleashed a barrage of Eldritch Blasts into the dense ranks of foot soldiers. The onslaught of his magic decimated the attackers, clearing the path to the city’s defenders.

After neutralizing the immediate threat, Archer scanned the battlefield for Osoric and Chloe, who led the defense. Spotting them, he was met with an immediate rush of relief as the couple hurried over.

They enveloped him in a tight embrace, their gratitude palpable. Chloe’s voice trembled with emotion as she thanked him for arriving just in time to help save their city, “Thank you for coming, Arch. It means a lot to our family that you never abandoned us.”

“Of course, I wouldn’t miss this,” Archer said with a chuckle, “or Leira would have my tail.”

He reassured them before continuing, “Get ready and let everyone know we’re evacuating the city. It will fall soon, and the survivors should escape by sea.”

Osoric and Chloe quickly agreed, setting off to execute the evacuation plan. Meanwhile, Archer began summoning his Shadow Creatures, commanding them to fortify the city’s defenses and prevent any further Alliance raids.

The air crackled with dark energy as his summoned creatures took position, their eerie forms weaving into the fabric of the city’s defenses, ready to hold the line. Archer smiled when seeing this, only to send Aisha a message to ask if any Draconian Fleets were nearby.

She informed him that the Sixth and Eighth Fleets, having just destroyed an Alliance Fleet, were heading toward the river and then to the ocean. Meanwhile, the other women updated her on his activities.

Archer told Chloe about his fleets waiting for them and directed the captains to head for the Draconian ships here to help. Leira kept spamming him with messages full of sweet words and thank yous.

After that, he ensured the Avalonian survivors made it onto the ships. At the same time, his armies and the other women rescued thousands of people from the Alliance after many battles.

Thanks to the tireless efforts of Leira, Hemera, and Elara, many refugees made it safely to Draconia, where they were greeted warmly with hearty meals and open arms. For now, the people were in tent cities protected by heat runes.

Meanwhile, Archer orchestrated the evacuation of thousands of ships, leading them through the chaos along with the remaining Avalonian soldiers and Demi-Gods. He summoned an army of Stone Men to bolster their defense, who formed a formidable barrier against the relentless land assaults.

His powerful magic swiftly dealt with any threats that breached this defense, clearing the path and ensuring the safety of the retreating forces. While this was happening, another dragon joined the fight.

When Archer saw this, his eyes widened in shock, ‘Nyx!’n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

The older woman smashed on top of several fortresses that the Alliance occupied. While watching this, he heard her voice in his head, thanks to the bracelet, ‘Arch! I’ve come to help you with the evacuation. I finished helping Hemera’s people. Those evil moon elves attacked me.’

‘Stay away from the powerful Demi-Gods and let me deal with them, but protect the ships,’ Archer looked into her yellow and red eyes. ‘Make sure they reach the fleets; if anything happens, don’t return.’

Nyx nodded, and the two continued escorting the Avalonians in their dragon forms while using their claws to tear up any war machines that targeted the fleeing ships. As Archer destroyed several mana cannons, he spotted a fleet of airships heading toward them.

Before he could fully react, a squadron of gleaming white Warhawks appeared, their sleek forms darting through the sky with precision and grace. At the forefront was Solvieg, commanding the lead craft.

With a fierce roar, she unleashed a torrent of destruction as the Gatling Cannons of her Warhawk erupted in a relentless barrage, obliterating the enemy fleet. In a blaze of steel and fire, the two fleets clashed above the Avalon Empire, the sky becoming a theater of chaotic brilliance.

Archer watched in awe as the Draconian pilots, experts in their field, maneuvered gracefully through the chaos, their extraordinary skill shifting the balance of the battle against the Alliance forces.

Witnessing their prowess, Archer roared defiantly and unleashed a violet blaze, incinerating every enemy nearby. Soon after, he detected the approach of two powerful individuals—one matching his strength, the other surpassing it.

Turning to Nyx, he commanded, “Join the fleet and inform the harem that I might be in danger and will need their help.”

The Chaos Dragon appeared anxious, but Archer smiled reassuringly and said, “Go and ensure they’re safe. They’re new members of our kingdom.”

Nyx left with the last ship as Archer transformed back into his humanoid form while preparing to fight. Seconds later, a man and woman appeared with smug smiles. He quickly noticed it was the old hag who was the strongest.

‘I will attack her first,’ he mused with a growing smirk. ‘I will use Blink to get the upper hand on the two of them.’

Archer recognized them as Novgorodians, and fighting them excited him. The man spoke, “We finally meet the White Devil of Pluoria; I’m sure the Pope will reward us once we bring

you back.”

Upon hearing this, he laughed and immediately cast Blink to vanish. The two Demi-Gods were caught off guard when he reappeared and struck the man. The woman swiftly blocked his tail swipe, grabbed it, and hurled him to the ground with a mighty crash.

He quickly got to his feet while his Regeneration kicked in and started mending his body as the male Novgorodian rushed at him, throwing punches, which Archer started deflecting before countering with his claws, causing the man to stumble.

That’s when the woman got involved and landed a hit on his cheek, but Archer took it before blasting both of them with his breath, causing the man to scream and the woman to grit her teeth in irritation.

“They’re getting angry now,’ he mused with a smile.

Archer smiled as he charged at the couple again and started trading blows with them. He got the better of the man before blowing the woman away with Eldritch Blast, which sent her crashing across the ground.

The battle continued with Archer trading blows with the two Demi-Gods until a foreboding feeling washed over him just as something hit him. It felt like a horrible electric shock shot

through his body.

‘What the fuck is this,’ he thought while his body spasmed until he dropped to his knees as his

muscles locked.

Archer glanced up and saw several mana shells hurtling toward him. He quickly cast Cosmic Shield, and the metal projectiles collided with the violet barrier. Before he could react, the two Demi-Gods launched another assault.

The woman shattered his shield with a powerful strike, and the man followed up with a blow, his smug smile widening as he taunted, “Now we’ve got you, devil.”

When Archer heard this, a smile appeared before transforming into his Shadow Prince form and bit the man’s head off with one quick bite. Blood went everywhere, and the woman let out an ear-piercing scream as her companion collapsed to the ground.

Following that, the remaining Demi-God stormed into him while laying several punches all across his body as more mana shells struck his body and the ground all around them, causing him to grow weaker as something cut off his access to mana.

‘Oh no, this is bad,’ he internally panicked.

The woman was frantic, and Archer was unable to defend himself; his body had locked up

from the effects of the strange weapons. When she realized he wouldn’t beg or plead, she smiled, “I will take you to the emperor; he will have ways of getting you to talk devil.” Archer chuckled while spitting blood with a big smile before laughing at the grieving, “Just like your husband? He’s certainly talking without a head.”

She went into a frenzy, hitting him harder until more Novgorodians arrived. A tall man stepped forward, pulling her back as he said, “The emperor wants him alive. Get the Anti-

Mana collar on him and control your grief, Lucy.”

When a soldier approached him, Archer was annoyed for letting himself get captured, ‘Damn.

The girls will scold me now.’

Suddenly, whirring could be heard around them, causing everyone to glance around, but

Archer was shocked.

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