Chapter 1651 Chapter 1469: Humiliation

Chapter 1651 Chapter 1469: Humiliation

Madeline delicately touched the page, her finger gliding across the surface without making a sound. As her finger made contact, the characters etched on the paper began to glow with a soft, mesmerizing light, each one emitting a different hue. With a graceful motion, she extended her arm, and the characters lifted off the page, swirling and dancing around her finger in a dazzling display. The heavy tome, seemingly alive, flipped its pages as if guided by an invisible hand, revealing a cascade of mysterious runes that floated in the air.

Anna observed the spectacle with a subtle raise of her eyebrow. As an Undead, she possessed an extraordinary sense for magic and energy. She could feel the immense power gathering on Madeline's fingertip, a mixture of magical, spiritual, and sacred energies resonating from the intricate runes. But there was something else, a faint aura of death lingering within the power, indicating the presence of undead energy. It was a convergence of different powers, all harnessed by Madeline.

"How is she able to do that?" Anna wondered silently.

Despite her lack of experience in this realm, Anna understood that the purity and strength of a power determined its potency. Ordinarily, attempting to bring together such diverse energies would result in a catastrophic clash or failure. Yet, Madeline seemed to effortlessly control the powers, maintaining a delicate balance. Anna also noticed another intriguing aspect - although the powers remained separate, they were bound together by an unseen force, each maintaining its distinct identity.

Anna stood in awe as Madeline took control, her movements akin to that of a maestro conducting a symphony. With her right index finger held high, her half-closed eyes shimmered with a mischievous glint. In a swift motion, she gently traced her finger downward.

In an instant, everything changed.

The Bahamut clone was caught off guard, unable to comprehend what had just occurred. His vision was consumed by an unparalleled brilliance, a blinding light that obscured everything else. The surging power transformed into an unstoppable force, rushing forward and devouring everything in its path. Ion, feeling a sense of unprecedented fear, tensed up as the overwhelming and violent energy filled the air. Even though he was concealed within the veil of Chaos, a shiver ran down his spine, as if his entire body had turned to ice. He hastily retreated, forgetting to give commands to his troops. This was the first time he had experienced such profound terror.

"Damn them, those bastards!"

Witnessing the departure of the Chaos Lords without so much as a goodbye, Bahamut's clone erupted in a fit of rage and nearly lost his sanity. When had he ever experienced such a profound humiliation in the past?

Having realized the unreliability of Chaos creatures, Bahamut's clone was beyond enraged, he thought it was because he wasn't the real deal, if the real Bahamut was here it would have been different maybe.

Meanwhile, Madeline acknowledged that their departure had brought some relief to the steel city wall. With Madeline's previous orders and the army taking intermittent breaks, the Chaos creatures were given a slight respite, allowing them to gather at the base of the city walls. However, if the army had engaged in a full-on assault and collaborated with the undead army, it would have been expected for the Chaos creatures to hesitate in venturing beyond the realm of Chaos.

Realizing that his aggressive approach had failed and that the enemies were not on the brink of defeat, Bahamut's clone felt a mix of frustration and anger. He questioned why the enemies had not unleashed their full power from the beginning and only did so when they were in a desperate situation. Doubts began to cloud his mind, and he wondered if he had made a wrong choice.

As he consoled himself with the hope of still having a chance to win, he sent out more Chaos creatures into the battlefield. However, his hopes were shattered when Madeline mercilessly wiped out the second wave of Chaos creatures. The borders of Chaos began to tremble and crumble under the overwhelming counterattack. It became evident to Ion that he had been deceived from the start. The enemies had been playing him, luring him into a false sense of victory.

The realization filled him with a burning rage, and he clenched his fists tightly. The anger surged within him, fueled by the sense of betrayal.

"I can't believe I've been played," he seethed with fury.