Chapter 692: Chapter 678: Generous Spoils of War [Bonus Chapter for European Emperor Heavy Cruiser Gyson!] Thick smoke rose over Flower City.
At dawn, after a night of slaughter by humans, the number of beastmen was finally reduced to an acceptable figure, signifying the end of the carnage.
Even though the warriors had not slept all night, they did not feel too tired; the thick scent of blood was more invigorating than any coffee. During the fight, their eyes blinded by rage, it might have seemed like nothing, but when it was time to rest, the feeling of nausea was unavoidable.
Everyone knew they needed time to digest the bloody war.
These were the true heroes. Without them, the battle would not have ended so easily.
Order had strict rules, but on the battlefield, these rules were significantly weakened. Chen Feng understood that too much clarity yields no fish. After such a grim war, the warriors needed something to distract them, and exploring a city became the best way to divert their attention.
In field operations, looting aligns with the rules. As long as it does not involve insulting women, robbing each other, and other grave matters, the warriors have the right to search. At the end of the search, they only need to submit fifty percent, and the rest is their rightful gain.
Leadership was not as easy as imagined. Being overly rigid would only increase pressure on subordinates, while moderate leniency would allow them to relax a little.
Flower City no longer had any value for reconstruction. Those barbaric beastmen were born destroyers, and after a few months of rule, Flower City was already destroyed to the brink. Restoring it to its original state would take a year or even longer.
Chen Feng was only interested in the survivors here.
After a simple headcount, the number of survivors was tallied to about seventy thousand, a shocking figure given that during the beastman invasion, the population of Flower City was reduced by almost ninety percent.
Survivors, having mustered the courage to leave the concentration camps, looked around nervously. The dense beastman corpses were piled up and incinerated by professionals. Though the beastmen had been confirmed as the losing side, the sight still made everyone draw a cold breath.
Everyone was talking, and tens of thousands stood together, like chickens and ducks in a cage, waiting for their fate to be pronounced.
"Quiet."
A gentle female voice rang out, entering everyone’s ears like a spring breeze.
Li Siyu descended in front of everyone.
She had long black hair, an indescribable appearance, and a sacred aura from years of dedication to the Holy Light. Even wearing a simple white robe, she looked like an angel descending, full of a divine and inviolable unique charm.
White wings unfurled behind her. For all the survivors, this was a terrifying scene. After so many trials, a moment ago, they were filled with anxiety and unease, but now, seeing her appearance, their hearts seemed comforted by some force, calming them involuntarily.
Li Siyu’s gaze swept over the crowd. Even though she was above all, there was no sense of domineering presence, but rather a holy aura.
A Golden Tier Light Priestess, some unpredictable transformation seemed to have occurred in Li Siyu. Nowadays, even if she were said to be an angel from heaven, no one would question it.
"You are saved!"
Without complex words, perhaps it was due to being accustomed to Chen Feng’s way of handling matters. In Order, the higher-ups often did more and spoke less.
"The fearsome beastmen have been annihilated by my Lord. I can assure you that everyone is now safe."
"We’ve prepared food and hot water for you all, and soon, ships will take you to live in a new city."
The gentle voice seemed to carry some kind of magic.
Those who had been chaotic really became quiet, like obedient children waiting for their teacher to speak, each standing on the ground.
Gong Sect looked at the sacred figure before him, hearing a special term rarely used in daily life.
[My Lord]
Clearly, this was a special power, and Gong Sect’s guess was further confirmed.
The food was just some dry biscuits and potatoes. In this special environment, cooking gourmet meals was impossible, yet even so, people ate ravenously.
These people had not had a full meal for a long time. To them, even the baked potatoes were delicious.
"Thank you!"
"I bow to you!"
"Thank you for saving my life!"
Perhaps it was at this moment that people realized they had finally been rescued from beastman rule, and words of gratitude rang around, with some so emotional they knelt on the ground.
Tens of thousands, none questioned Li Siyu’s proposal. Flower City was destroyed, and even though it had been their home, after the beastmen’s ravages, it no longer had value as a home. Moreover, after months of captivity and torture, the city was filled with painful memories, and they were willing to leave and start anew elsewhere.
The treatment team was directly involved in adjusting the formation.
Very soon.
Everyone boarded the warships, women and children first, men last. The entire process was incredibly orderly, without the slightest chaos.
Chen Feng stood silently in a corner, watching it all.
Flower City’s survivors, plus the warriors and beast race slaves, could not be transported all at once. It required two to three round trips.
Fortunately, time was on Order’s side. They had won the victory, pressuring the beastmen into the mud. Even if transportation took some time, there was no fear of beastmen rebelling because they were utterly terrified, reduced from exalted masters to pitiful slaves.
The beastman corpses were not all burned. At the edge of the coastline, a large pile still remained, mostly Silver Tier and above beastmen.
The elite legion was among them. This legion, once carried high hopes by Kes, was now utterly destroyed, a lamentable sight. Apart from a few intact bodies, most were dismembered, and in the center were three noticeable figures.
Kes, Nierlu, and the minotaur Lante.
The corpses of these three legendary figures were placed in place. Chen Feng, in the victor’s posture, looked down at these bodies; to him, they were his spoils of war and invaluable summoning offerings as well.
Chen Feng stood there solemnly. This was not a simple summoning but one with a predetermined target in mind.
The Blazing Demon, who once left a mark on him to kill him, remained a lingering thorn in Chen Feng’s heart. He had sworn to make the Demon pay, and now, the time for revenge had arrived.
What Chen Feng planned to do was to use these corpses to summon that old friend from the Abyss, the first responder to his blood sacrifice, and the previous master of the Endless Sword—a demon lord unknown for how many years.
"Legendary... Blazing Demon!"