Outside the wooden palisade of the regular army camp, more than two thousand mercenaries were making a ruckus.

  "Give us money! Give us money! If you don't give us money, we'll rebel!"

  "What about the commission you promised? You're desecrating the god of contracts!"

  They held up various weapons and shouted in unison, the momentum of which frightened the soldiers in the regular army camp to tightly grasp their own weapons.

  "How much money do we have left?" Effie asked the Duke anxiously.

  "It's already been used up." The duke smiled wryly, gathering an army that could counter two dukes who had been secretly plotting together was not something his dukedom's finances could afford.

  Asking other nobles for money, most of them are hesitant and evasive.

  "What's to be done?"

  The duke fell silent.

  At this time, Lexus suddenly walked up: "Princess, let me help you solve the first trouble."

  Suture line

  Suddenly, Rexas flicked his wrist and threw out a bundle of barbed wire, which flew over thirty meters and pierced the arm of the golden-haired mercenary leader.

  Rex's fingers nimbly plucked, and the barbed iron wire instantly flew around the mercenary several times. Each barb stabbed deeper and deeper. With a flick of his wrist, the poor guy fell to the ground like a dog eating shit, then was dragged into the military camp gate with a few pulls.

  "Ahhhhh——" A blood-curdling scream stunned everyone.

  Just as all the mercenaries came to their senses and were about to make a big move, a large group of mechanical monsters suddenly rushed in from outside, each carrying a huge box on its back.

  Rexar drew out a short sword from one of his soldiers and struck it into the chest.

  With a clinking sound, countless gold coins poured out.

  The whole venue fell silent for a moment.

  "You are all mercenaries who signed a contract under the witness of the God of Contracts, aren't you? Alright, you can choose to breach the contract and take this guy's side. Or, you can take the money and prepare to die for the sake of the Golconpa Kingdom. You decide!" Rekksas stepped on the man's face with one foot, causing him to let out a pained cry.

  Many mercenaries showed hesitation on their faces.

  Suddenly, nearly a hundred mercenaries moved forward in unison. They brandished their weapons and began to clamor loudly.

  Do you still want to follow the agreement? Release our captain first!

  "We want compensation for medical expenses!"

  "Right! First give us 100,000 gold coins! Otherwise, we'll rebel!"

  "Right! Wrong!"

  The faces of Princess Effie and Duke Cinden became even more unsightly.

  Who knew, that Lexus suddenly snapped its fingers.

  Five minutes later, countless lightning bolts shot out from the mechanical monster's body. The brilliance of the lightning dazzled everyone's eyes, and when everything in their field of vision recovered, more than a hundred charred corpses appeared in front of the military camp.

  "Ah, so even a guy who sold his soul to the devil will still smell good when he's toasted!" Rex said with self-deprecation.

  Simply, no one dared to speak up.

  Clap clap. Lexus boomed: "Alright, choose! Either breach or take the money and prepare for battle."

  For some reason, this arrogant and overbearing martial artist gives people a sense of security and trust. Even though he just used the simple and crude method of using a carrot and a big stick to suppress a potentially violent uprising.

  The first mercenary stepped forward, showed the contract to the soldier, took his share of the money and walked away silently.

  Second.

  The tenth...

  Soon, all the mercenary groups sent representatives to retrieve their share and then quietly left. Prepare for battle.

  The princess and the duke both let out a sigh of relief, thinking to themselves: Where did this wealthy patron come from?

  A maid who had been following Lexus around, with a very low presence, approached him quietly and asked: "Where did you get so much money? There are at least several hundred million gold coins here?"

  "Just earned."

  That maid was fine as long as she didn't come forward. As soon as she did, Evelyn suddenly felt that the maid looked very familiar.

  A sudden realization flashed into Evelyn's mind, and she knew who the maid-like girl in front of her was - none other than her most revered idol, the Phantom Goddess Laila.

  Can't believe my eyes.

  Why is the noble goddess dressed as a maid?

  Is this Lexus a powerful deity?

  Can't help but feel like he's somewhat familiar?

  Another flash of insight struck, and Effie knew who he was. Despite his complete disguise, a person's temperament is the hardest to fake.

  He turned out to be Raven, who had recently been making a big splash!

  Aifei felt as if her worldview was collapsing.

  Her body was trembling.

  It's just that for some reason I couldn't say what was wrong with it at the time.

  The identity is completely inappropriate.

  Right, it's identity!

  Even if Laila is down on her luck. Even if Laila has lost even the Divine Realm, she is still a goddess. A goddess at the pinnacle of the millions of humans in the O' Creation Continent.

  Aefi can accept a deity being knocked down and falling by another deity, can accept a deity being killed by a powerful out-of-world creature, and even can accept a deity being surrounded and killed by a group of legendary strongmen.

  But Afi Ein couldn't accept that his most revered Goddess Laila had gone to be a maid for an ordinary human boy.

  She almost ordered the soldiers to take this blasphemous bastard and hang him without hesitation.

  However, when he saw those more than a hundred agile mechanical monsters, she calmed down again.

  "She spoke, her voice still carrying the dignity and elegance of a princess: 'Lord Lexus, please you and your servant come into my tent, I have something to ask you.'"

  Levin exchanged a glance with the Lolita maid and followed her.

  Enter the tent. Dismiss the guards.

  Avery immediately fell to one knee before Laila, but stared fixedly at Raven.

  "My lord, I don't understand, why are you dressing up like this?"

  "Uh, this..."

  Layla was speechless, she really couldn't say it out loud: I wore a maid costume to save you.

  "Laila accidentally got hit by a cat and dance goddess' playful curse, so she had to wear a maid outfit." Raven started talking and immediately put the blame on some unknown goddess.

  Well, anyway, with the Misty Veil spell, Shari can't hear us.

  Laila gave Raven a white eye and mentally transmitted: How do I feel that you have the potential to replace Shrike as the God of Lies?

  Lei Wen replied: You're overpraising me. Then tell me, would you rather speak the truth or have me help you make up a lie?

  Leila was speechless.

  After hearing Raven's explanation, Effy wasn't quite convinced. Was it really a coincidence that Sherry stumbled upon the hiding Laila? However, her emotions were willing to believe it was true.

  She decided not to pursue it further.

  "Thank you, Lord and Raven. The most pressing issue has been resolved. However, our military strength is still at a disadvantage. I wonder if my lord can bestow divine magic..."

  “Th-this…” Laila stuttered. In fact, she had thoroughly fallen to the ground. After being reduced to a Saint form, Laila lost the ability to grant divine magic to her subordinate priests. Divine power wasn't something that could be obtained easily. It required a large number of believers praying day and night for an extended period of time in order to obtain even one standard unit of divine power.

  Even if she just got a shard of divine power, it was to increase her divine power limit, not to increase her divine power. Her only recent income of divine power was given by Thiel. But she turned around and gave Raven an enhanced blessing, using up quite a bit.

  Now even manufacturing a thick fog can't be done.

  Leiwen suddenly interjected: "Mistress Fog has already made arrangements for the divine technique. If you initiate a decisive battle, you will see Mistress Fog's great army."

  "Really!?" Effie looked at Leila in surprise.

  Laila stole a glance at Raven and nodded stiffly.

  Aifei happily went to prepare for the final battle, but Leila almost blew up: "Where did I get this large army?"

  "I say it exists, so it does. Don't you believe me?"

  Leila bared her teeth: "You'd better not let me and Aifa down. Otherwise, I'll make you pay for forcing me to be a maid together with you! Watch out or I'll bite you to death!"

  On this side, Aifein and the Duke of Cinden were originally prepared to die in battle against each other's camps. After all, they were the weaker side, and attacking each other's camps would be suicidal.

  Knowing this is the case, but there's no other way around it.

  Now hearing that Leila had reinforcements coming, the lords led by Cen Deng were overjoyed.

  Want to ask in detail. Effie refused to say anything, only saying it was a secret. In fact, Effie herself didn't know either.

  In such an eerie atmosphere, Efi somehow managed to force Kaito to agree to the final battle proposal.

  "Very well, Your Highness. As a loyal subject of the Kingdom of Golein, I must remind you one last time. If we fail, the kingdom is almost certain to be destroyed. Are you certain that you still wish to engage in this final battle?"

  Aifei had no way out and bit her lower lip. She slammed her hand on the table: "Agreed!"

  So, the final battle was set.

  Sent envoys and challenged two dukes to a duel.

  The opposite side also seems willing to settle this loyalist army in a field battle and agrees with pleasure.

  The next day, the two sides deployed their troops on the Chengga Plain, fifty kilometers north of Wang City.

  On the side of the Imperial Army, the flags were in disarray and without order. If it weren't for that one Guo Liang Pei's Wang flag, people would think this was a peasant uprising army. The troops were a motley crew, with low morale and poor equipment. Some peasant soldiers could even be seen wearing hemp clothing and carrying a grass fork onto the battlefield.

  Thanks to several Silver Rank mages in the Earl of Cinden's camp, the situation was temporarily stabilized.

  On the opposite side, the helmets and armor were bright and shiny, with two colors of troops clearly distinguishable. The military formation was neat and tidy, with more than 30 law masters in uniform robes standing in a row within the array. At a glance, it was clear that they belonged to the same law division.

  What made Effie even more desperate was that she saw a large pile of iron golems in front of the opposing army.

  The method of manufacturing these constructs, which stand at twice the height of ordinary men, has been lost for many years. In theory, only a handful of Iron Golems wander in some remote corners of the world, stupidly executing the orders of an empire that has long since perished.

  Why can I see as many as twenty brand-new Iron Golems standing in front of the rebel army today?

  A black iron golem in the shape of a dark guardian, with two 2-meter-long giant broadswords held by its arms, shakes the ground with its heavy footsteps when it forms an array.

  Just thinking about it is enough to know that after the war begins, facing the miscellaneous troops of the loyalist army will be a withered and broken situation.

  To know, any standard Iron Golem's challenge level is as high as 52 levels. The ranking is Silver Rank. But on this battlefield, their performance is absolutely Gold Rank.

  Because there are no +2 or higher white silver equipment with excellent quality, it is impossible to even break through defense.

  The war has not yet started, and the morale of the Imperial Army is already low, with deserters constantly appearing in the rear ranks.

  "What's going on? How is it possible that this thing exists across from us? I haven't received any intelligence about this at all." Aifi exclaimed, with the bewildered nobles behind her.

  "Ah, it was I who sold it to them."

  "What?" Neither Eiffel nor Leila nor Cinden dared to believe their ears.

  The sorcerer dressed as Raven shrugged and retorted: "If not, where did you think so much money came from?"

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