Chapter 126: [Partial Supplement] He Wants to Let Saint…

Chapter 126: "Partial Reinforcements" He wanted Saint...

The starships were rapidly descending, and even before fully landing, countless Saint Cas soldiers leaped out of the ship in an orderly manner.

They were swiftly creating a containment zone.

Some of the mech squads, who had received the news late and retreated slowly, were surrounded by the Saint Cas advance team.

Who are these people?

They wondered, as countless dark barrels of the starship cannons nearly pressed against their heads.

Having just witnessed the power of those cannons, none of them dared move a muscle now.

From afar, Fei Man had already spotted Xiao Chuzao and let out a sigh of relief.

During these days when the Crown Clan lost their little one, the clan was on the verge of erupting into chaos.

Let alone Mei Lun and Kaman, who remained on the imperial planet, even Joshua, who had little combat experience, almost left the imperial planet to head toward the barrier's edge.

Now that the little one was safe, the clan would calm down.

Otherwise, Fei Man couldn’t imagine what kind of turmoil would break out within the Crown Clan, which had been gradually stabilizing.

Even within herself.

However, Fei Man soon realized the fight wasn’t over yet.

Because Xiao Chuzao had already swiftly drawn his bowstring, and the arrow whistled through the air.

The young boy’s voice was clear and bright, laced with spiritual energy as it pierced through—"Third Uncle, he can still move—"

Born from the Angel Spring and still in the process of assimilating all the powers bestowed by the angels, the little one was somewhat different from the other Crown Clan members.

Pollution was a form of energy: invisible and intangible—but as its power grew stronger, the Crown Clan would gradually feel its discomfort, as would the humans. Moreover, pollution would drain the energy of the planets it invaded for its own use.

Normally, pollution was observed through various instruments, the creatures living within it, and the planets whose colors had completely faded to black, white, and gray.

But the little one was far more sensitive to pollution.

Finn, who was about to defend himself, suddenly froze upon hearing this. He turned to look at Shan Huo, now reduced to pulp at the bottom of the pit.

"What?"

Xiao Chuzao’s arrow arrived faster. The flesh chunk, detected suddenly, abruptly sprang up and shot toward the sky.

Amos sprang into action.

Finn’s wings snapped open behind him as he followed suit.

The Crown Clan knew little about high-ranking Monster Commanders.

This was practically their first time seeing one.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa—"

Finn muttered under his breath as he drew his bowstring.

"When I learned spiritual energy from my elders, I never heard of something like this—can it still survive after being blown to bits?"

"This isn’t how you described it, Mom."

"Ms. Solan, why not get back up and teach this guy a lesson? He actually dares to challenge your authority."

"Second Brother!! Third Brother!!! Don’t push too hard—"

Fei Man suddenly spoke.

"The starship’s sensors picked up a huge surge of pollution closing in! It's surrounding us!!"

Fei Man had already directed the Saint Cas soldiers to return to the starship with all the loot and rescued members.

Her eyes snapped to Finn as he gave chase.

The Crown Clan’s sole vulnerability—their crowns under pollution’s influence.

At that moment, Finn’s skull felt like it was splitting, and the crown on his head, under the influence of the pollution power, began to show signs of dissipating bit by bit.

"Damn... this is so frustrating."

Seeing this, Xiao Chuzao couldn’t follow—instead, he nocked another arrow.

Meanwhile, the mecha pilots who’d escaped the Survival Contest arena before the Saint Cas warships could control them barely caught their breath before they were overwhelmed by a splitting headache—

Soon, they began to fight each other in a daze, then turned to self-harm—without special protection, they were as helpless as regular humans against the pollution, doomed to perish under the pollution power.

Only as death loomed did one finally grasp—

"Pollution? Why—why here—?!"

Bloodied, he raked his nails down his face, gouging deep furrows in sheer terror.

"Wait—this is supposed to be the Survival Contest arena!"

It should have been a place suitable for their survival—

Indeed, the corrupting force that had tainted the whole star system seemed to deliberately skirt this small area, like a lone island in a toxic sea—or some twisted preserve.

The high-intellect Aberrant Beasts had an unspoken agreement and, in a way, protected this region.

These high-level Aberrant Beasts could guide and manipulate some of the pollution, eventually forming the Pollution Tide.

Unlike the spreading polluted zones where survival was impossible, they wielded this power to systematically erode human resistance, just like the Pollution Tide that once struck the sacred territory.

Now, as Shan Hu teetered on death’s edge, he summoned pollution with all his might, drawing countless Aberrant Beast Legions from the surroundings. Other elite Aberrant Beasts, who initially thought this had nothing to do with them, also saw these sudden intruders as a nuisance and intervened, triggering a colossal Pollution Tide of unprecedented strength.

Amos, lagging just behind, yanked Finn back.

Xiao Chuzao’s arrow was already streaking toward him.

Finn couldn’t react fast enough.

The arrow sank into Finn’s bicep.

Chu Zao had channeled crown-repairing energy into the ‘love and peace’ arrow—and now, it proved effective.

Finn’s fracturing crown slowly knit itself whole again.

Chu Zao let out a shaky breath, swiping sweat from his brow.

The others had already boarded the starship, and it was time for them to enter and depart as well.

But they’d finally caught Shan Hu.

Hurting Zao Zao’s wings and letting him escape? No Crown Clan member would stand for that.

Finn faltered mid-air, pausing just for a second. He had been looking at Amos, but now his usual arrogance seemed to falter.

Amos had already hacked at Shan Hu’s last remaining chunk of flesh multiple times, each strike landing true. However, the high-ranking insectoid commander's unique ability allowed him to regenerate like a molting bug—as long as even a scrap of his mind survived, he could regenerate and grow anew, much like a caterpillar.

Add his insane healing factor and the fact that he was still within the polluted zone, his strength surged instantly, letting him feed off the corruption—this was precisely why Shan Hu had been so brazen before, thanks to his insectoid lineage's special traits.

What the hell was this thing—

Dread coiled tighter with every slash Amos landed—

Shan Hu wasn’t about to fight now. In this state, he was nearly powerless, his only goal was to run.

Moreover, this sly bastard had figured out that while these opponents seemed formidable, they appeared to fear the pollution, too scared to charge in.

Shan Hu had no clue how the little one had spotted him, but he knew he had to flee quickly—

He needed to find a polluted zone, regenerate properly, and stay gone until other beasts wiped these pests out.

What the hell were those things on their heads?!

Trying to run?

Amos’ crown blazed to life, his sword humming with light as his expression turned cold and ruthless—didn’t matter. Zao Zao could tough it out a bit longer. As long as he reduced this thing to dust before his own crown shattered, he’d be good.

King Amos calculated based on his earlier strikes—it shouldn’t be too difficult.

Just as he thought this—

Another roar split the air.

Shan Hu scrambled to flee—only to slam into a wall of muscle. A low growl made him jerk his head up—only to see a massive creature looming before him, wings spread wide. Within its hollow eye sockets, two ghostly red flames locked onto him. Above its head floated a half-broken crown, visibly different from those of the figures below.

Shan Hu: The hell—?!

Ebinino.

Meanwhile, before Amos could charge forward, Finn yanked him into a bear hug.

Amos froze.

He turned to look at Finn.

"Brother… second brother—"

Finn’s expression was strange, his baby face weirdly suited the look—but Amos, used to his usual bratty demeanor, felt deeply unsettled.

Wait a second.

Amos’ mind raced to piece it together—

Zao Zao had fired an arrow, striking Finn squarely. Finn’s crown, once shattered, had been restored—and then—

Hiss—

No freaking way?

That can’t be Love and Peace, right?

"I heard humans have a taboo called 'incest,' I once—"

Finn fidgeted, stammering awkwardly.

Before he could finish, Amos covered his mouth.

Amos’s face went eerily blank as he pulled out a handkerchief—one meant for the little one in the space button—and stuffed it into Finn's mouth.

That’s enough. Now shut your mouth and scram.

We’ll deal with this later.

Meanwhile, King Amos looked at the polluted area he had almost charged into, then at Finn, feeling an odd sense of—near-disaster relief.

Finn’s eyes bulged as he muffled protests.

Moments later, his face contorted weirdly again, his eyes darting between Amos and Xiao Chuzao, who had already flown up.

Finn: "Mmmf!!!"

Chu Zao was still holding his Cupid's arrow.

He’d been pulling back the bowstring to take aim when his uncle suddenly got in his face, making Chu Zao let the arrow fly.

The boy flushed slightly, embarrassed.

"If not Love and Peace, what else was I supposed to use? But it worked, didn't it, Uncle?"

Finn: ...

Oh, so I should thank you, is that it?

Finn spat out the handkerchief with a loud 'Bleh!' and gaped at Xiao Chuzao like he’d lost his mind before quickly flapping his wings to position himself behind Chu Zao.

It’d been ages since he’d seen Xiao Chuzao’s Love and Peace.

But he never dreamed he’d be on the receiving end.

What had he just said?!

Just wipe this world out already—

Meanwhile, after being blocked, Shan Hu scrambled to dodge Ebinino’s wild, haphazard swings.

Ebinino was still out of it.

Pure instinct drove him—

That little one who’d chatter by the barrier with him, who would hum strange little tunes—now just a grimy, battered mess.

Ebinino snarled, fangs bared—

"Great-grandpa!!!"

Zao Zao’s eyes went huge.

"Don’t bite it!!"

That thing’s not food.

Who knows if it's poisonous or not.

Alright then.

The enraged Ebinino retracted his jaws and switched to slamming with his claws, each strike tearing off small chunks of shredded meat.

Amos was no good at long-range combat.

Finn, on the other hand, was, but since the target was restrained by Ebinino, he was more likely to hit the wildly attacking Ebinino than successfully aiming at such a small thing.

The Crown Clan members nearby held back, watching as the last remnants of Shan Huo’s flesh were slowly chipped away at under Ebinino’s claws.

The rate of cell regrowth could no longer keep up.

It was clear that his corruption was nearly gone.

Meanwhile, the starships of the Saint Cas Empire had pulled up behind Chu Zao and the others.

Impossible—

This was absolutely impossible—

From the moment he first became aware, there had never been a precedent of a High-level Alien Beast Commander being wiped out—

No, absolutely not!!

Shan Huo was now completely panicked, realizing his power had reached its limit.

The other High-level Alien Beast Commanders were keeping their distance at this moment.

They merely lurked in the shadows, just helping a little while watching the spectacle unfold.

If these creatures weren’t eliminated—

Things would turn disastrous—

No beast seemed to get it.

Aboard the Saint Cas starship—

"You’re from the 1st Group Army’s line?"

"Really?"

"Us? We’re a combined scout force from the 9th and 10th Group Armies of Saint Cas."

"Don’t worry, His Majesty and the royals will find a way. The Sacred Crown’s light never fades. All we need to do is give our all to the Sacred Crown."

"Though we might not be able to return to the Saint Cas Empire anytime soon, the warship itself is Saint Cas territory. Well, this is basically home, right? We should celebrate later. Her Royal Highness Fei Man will surely be delighted."

After a brief exchange, Yu Ye and the others gazed out through the observation window of the starship, watching everything unfold outside, finding it all unimaginable.

‘Gods’ shouldn’t bleed—just existing made people afraid.

Yet in the past, they had always built up these High-level Alien Beasts as unbeatable.

Up until now—

The High-level Alien Beast Commanders could actually be eliminated—

They weren’t unbeatable after all, those creatures who had devoured their families and plundered everything they had.

Yu Ye and the others watched it all, gritting their teeth, a strange, bitter feeling welled up inside them.

Shan Huo was clearly at death’s door.

His last regenerating tissue fragment suddenly mutated, expanding into a fragile mass. He let out his final roar before being shattered into fragments. At the same time, the death of the High-level Alien Beast Commander caused turbulence in the surrounding interstellar pollution, setting off blaring alarms on the Saint Cas Empire’s starship.

"Your Majesty, we must leave immediately!"

A Saint Cas soldier barked urgently through the communicator.

Amos grunted in response, while Finn had already begun flying toward the starship.

Fei Man shouted for Ebinino.

Chu Zao exhaled in relief.

Just to be safe, Chu Zao’s eyes faintly glowed as he scanned the surroundings once more.

Then, he froze.

At the spot where the High-level Alien Beast Commander had just perished, in his vision, a barrier appeared to tear open slowly—just a tiny crack, revealing a sliver of a crimson eye.

Chu Zao had seen that thing before.

During their time in the Angel’s Realm.

It was the source of all this pollution—

That damned "god"!

"Great-grandfather!!"

Zao Zao’s reflexes kicked in.

"Move!! Now!!!"

What?

Having just crushed that thing and now delving deeper into the dangerous pollution, Ebinino—whose crown was rapidly fracturing—was too disoriented to process. On instinct, his gaze snapped toward the little one.

Part of the Saint Cas fleet had already begun retreating, leaving only the vessel carrying Chao Huangmu and the others from the Sacred Territory, waiting for the Crown Clan to return.

The starship’s sirens wailed deafeningly.

Sent panic surging through everyone.

The pollution was creeping toward them—

"Your Majesty, we must evacuate now! The pollution power is becoming undetectable—it’s off the charts! We must leave immediately!"

The pollution was lethal, whether for Crown Clan members or civilians alike.

And here, the pollution had spiked suddenly.

And it's moving extremely fast.

If we're too slow to leave,

we might repeat the fate of the First Group Army from hundreds, nearly a thousand years ago.

A soldier aboard the Saint Cas warship said nervously.

Chu Zao looked at his great-grandfather, especially at his crown—

No, if we leave like this,

Great-grandfather's crown will break.

It will completely shatter.

Zao Zao had promised to bring Great-grandfather back too!

"Zao Zao—"

Fei Man blurted out instinctively.

"Auntie, get out of here first."

Chu Zao said, loosing several arrows in rapid succession at Ebinino. The pollution power is lethal to the Crown Clan, and keeping too many people here would put immense pressure on Chu Zao.

Amos stood behind the little one, his wings discreetly shielding his child.

Amos wore an equally grave expression.

This appeared to be ground zero for the pollution.

Moreover, the Highlevel Alien Beast Commander's death here would bring unpredictable consequences for the pollution power.

This wasn't part of the plan at all.

Or rather, they'd never meant to charge in here so recklessly.

They'd planned to prepare more thoroughly.

Only then would they begin exploring this place, and they had also planned to wait until Ebinino's condition stabilized before probing further.

But everything had gone sideways.

Still, Amos wasn't completely out of moves.

At this moment, Amos wasn't exactly panicking either.

Clutching the Psychic Sword, he stared at the massive creature above—

If things became too difficult to handle, he could shift back to his true form and drag Ebinino away.

Just... more complicated.

"Dad—"

Chu Zao turned to look at Amos.

He fired several more arrows, the energy pouring into Ebinino's body, barely slowing his crown's disintegration. But it wasn't nearly enough, and the little one was running out of steam.

It won’t last much longer—and Ebinino seems to be entangled by the corrupting force, unable to break free at the moment. His enraged howls only made his crown shatter faster.

Amos gave a low hum in response.

"It's alright. Do what you need to do. I’ve got your back in the end."

Amos’ words instantly calmed Xiao Chuzao slightly.

Yes, his father would take care of the rest.

Now, his father was here.

The little one let out a long breath.

He still hadn’t fully merged some of his power—the power he’d gained in the Angel’s Realm. If he could, he wanted to spare Amos the backlash too.

And now—

"Dad, I’ll try again."

Xiao Chuzao drew his bowstring once more.

Before the corruption could fully consume him.

His earlier arrows had done some good.

Ebinino roared, then suddenly began trembling. Those blank, instinct-driven crimson eyes, flickering like flames, now flickered with something deeper—something unnameable.

His gaze slowly turned toward Xiao Chuzao.

A faint pulse of spiritual energy.

Like a voice, worn with time—*‘Little one—’*

Chu Zao’s eyes went wide.

Just as Ebinino seemed to stir back to awareness, he did something unexpected—just like he had long ago.

His long-dormant spiritual barrier flared to life, attempting to shield the others.

Once his barrier was fully deployed, he turned and flew, urging them to follow quickly. Yet, at the same time, his crown crumbled faster still.

"Great-grandfather?"

Ebinino had only just snapped back—

Though not entirely. Xiao Chuzao’s strikes had only sharpened his mind.

Bits of memory trickled back.

Trapped in corruption, no retreat, only forward—until he was lost completely. Did anyone from the First Group Army’s vanguard even survive?

All along, he had held onto one thought—he’d keep Saint Cas standing strong, that the empire’s glory endured.

And now—

A little one stood before him.

Good.

Ebinino gave a guttural roar.

He sensed a familiar psychic energy—his eyes flickering with crimson flames shimmered—

Are there any descendants of the 1st Group Army still alive?

Good.

Truly good.

‘So good—even if I stay here, it doesn’t matter—’

How good... he could see it.

To actually witness it with his own eyes.

‘Hello, Amos’—kid? Our first proper meeting.’

At the same time, Saint Cas’s barrier defense line began quivering faintly.

Chu Zao was drawing on his power when he heard his great-grandfather speak like this.

When he'd been too young to be strong, he had heard similar words—when bidding farewell to the angels.

Xiao Chuzao’s crown lit up once more, as if small psychic wings unfurled from it—

“Once was enough to hear those words.”

In Ebinino’s eyes appeared the figure of the little one gripping a bow with arrow nocked, reaching out toward him—

Behind that small figure stood a vaguely familiar figure—Amos.

Amos had grown so much—he had become a fine king now.

This legacy in the Crown Clan—yes, this was it, exactly what he had hoped to see.

It made Ebinino happy.

Everything had meaning, you see, didn’t it, Amos?

So it was fine. They had already endured too many deaths. Saint Cas was still there, the Crown Clan was still there. Even if it was his turn this time, it didn’t matter—it should have been his turn long ago. But to have such a race, such a legacy, to be a part of it—he was honored beyond words.

Yet in the next instant—the arrow suddenly ignited with two-toned flames, gold and black intertwined, streaking forward. The corruption blocked by the barrier began to tremble violently, forced to retreat and dissipate slightly.

After nearly a few thousand years, the unstoppable corruption had finally met its nemesis.

Deep within the corruption, the very depths convulsed—aboard the starship, the alarm klaxons quieted some.

Chu Zao only felt his body temperature suddenly rise, much like childhood fever chills. But he clenched his jaw and fired another arrow—where the light reached: “But I said, and promised Auntie, that I would bring Great-Grandfather—home!”

Another snarl came from beside Chu Zao. The moment the starship’s message arrived, Amos had already reached Ebinino’s side—