The [Abyss] is mostly constituted of indescribable, uncontrollable anomalies or entities twisted beyond comprehension. Who would have thought an [Abyss] exists that could meet the requirements for the U18 Ascension Competition!

    Human, at least it looks human...

    Juvenile, at least it seems under eighteen...

    Controllable, at least it seems China can control it...

    This sort of extreme anomaly that''s hard to come by, even the organizing committee couldn''t predict it after racking their brains!

    As he sighed in exhaustion, a young man wearing the Purple Gold Three Lions Badge looked at the corpses of his contenders scattered everywhere, frowning slightly.

    At least Brittania still has nearly 70 million of its home population, so this loss is bearable. The key is that the enemy''s growth speed made his scalp tingle with fear!

    In a daze, he recalled a few years ago when he was on the Yangtze River with his sister, locking eyes with the other from afar.

    Back then, the youth''s appearance left a deep impression on him, with a vague premonition that the other might just be the legendary [Dragon''s Son].

    A few virtual years later, his premonition came true, the [Abyss] bared its fangs, swelling to an incomprehensible extent!

    Today, the Black Iron [Dragon Emblem] on the other''s chest back then has probably turned the same Purple Gold as his!

    Alas~

    His advice to Tia was still too conservative. If possible, it''s best to find a way for her to voluntarily withdraw from the competition.

    From here on... mortals no longer have the right to intervene...

    This is a war belonging to Gods!

    Thinking of this, Blake glanced at the US Traitor colleague next to him, with a deepened brow, and spoke in a heavy voice.

    "The last time [Dragon''s Son] appeared in the public eye was at the Silver Level, and within just two years, he''s evolved to this extent."

    "In the First Layer Heaven, he is already unsolvable. [Human] contenders facing him is a death sentence. Only by asking the Holy Spirit to act can he be suppressed. I have notified Mr. Gabriel."

    "Tommy, what do you have to say?"

    Upon hearing Blake emphasize the pronunciation of ''human'', Tommy Perez shook his head helplessly: "Mr. Michael said he has no intention of intervening in mortal disputes."

    Upon hearing this, Blake couldn''t help but massage his aching brow in anguish.

    Michael''s attitude most likely represents all the Blazing Angels, and Mr. Gabriel will probably also refuse to intervene. If they stay aloof, who will stop this [Abyss]?

    After pondering for a few seconds, an idea suddenly sparked in Blake''s mind.

    "What about the Three Noble Sons of Japan?"

    "Susano has been humiliated by [Dragon''s Son] and must be eager for revenge!"

    "Him?"

    Tommy Perez was slightly taken aback, raising an eyebrow skeptically.

    "Can the Holy Spirits of such a small country truly contend with the [Abyss]? They have been killed once before..."

    "If one isn''t enough, then use two, if two are not enough, bring in three, let them all come!"

    Upon hearing this, Tommy Perez decisively shook his head.

    "With the pride of the Holy Spirits, unless it involves a battle of faith and authority, how could they possibly agree to outnumber the opponent?"

    "Moreover, I cannot command these transcendent beings, I can only apply indirect pressure through the Japan Government."

    Hearing this, Blake gritted his teeth.

    "Theoretically speaking, this is a war between the Qing Country and Japan, surely we can''t be fighting at the front while they sit back and reap the spoils?"

    And following Blake''s reminder, a thought struck Tommy Perez.

    He has long known Japan to be outwardly obedient, while in reality always wanting to break free from the chains of the US Traitor, treacherous to the core!

    Do they truly have some hidden agenda, looking to stab our benevolent father in the back?

    Despicable!

    This ungrateful bunch of ingrates!

    Clenching his fists, Tommy Perez nodded grudgingly.

    "I will pressure the Japan Government, forcing their hand!"

    .........

    As the discussions heated in the main camps of both sides, on the battlefield near the frontline, the Manager led a group of still-combat-capable Qing Army soldiers, cautiously advancing forward.

    "Damn it, how many people has he killed along the way?"

    Even kicking aside a severed limb, a veteran accustomed to blood and gore couldn''t help but feel a chill down his spine.

    "A single man storming the front, overwhelming the pirate forces into a complete rout, I originally thought such events only happened in storybooks."

    "Indeed, I never thought I''d witness such a legendary individual firsthand."

    "When he said he was the only reinforcement, I thought we were done for!"

    ......

    Listening to his subordinates'' discussions, the Manager at the forefront suddenly turned around, giving a dissatisfied reprimand.

    "Stay alert, if the pirates launch a counterattack, all of us will be finished!"

    Upon the Manager''s reprimand, the group of soldiers slightly restrained their lax and careless demeanor, and carefully proceeded forward in a loose formation.

    After a dozen or so minutes, a relatively flat artillery position came into view, where sporadic piles of shells could still be seen, left behind in haste.

    Further off, twisted metal debris spread out to the ends of their vision.

    "One, two, three, four, five… Damn it, at least thirteen heavy cannons! Where did the pirates get so much money to buy these Western cannons? What a pity…"

    Picking up a shell from the ground and glancing at the metal wreckage in the distance, the Manager sighed both in amazement and heartache.

    These Western cannons are fine things, a hundred times more advanced than their home-produced Amstrong Cannon. If they could seize them, their fallen comrades wouldn''t have died in vain...

    "Manager, there are still some pirates alive here!"

    The soldiers spread out and found a few lucky ones knocked unconscious by the shockwave, immediately returning to inquire.

    "Manager, how should we handle them?"

    "We don''t have the time to escort them back…"

    After a few seconds of pondering, the Manager''s eyes flashed coldly. Without a word, he signaled across his throat with his thumb.

    "Heh~"

    The dusty soldiers chuckled honestly, giving a thumbs-up and rolled up their sleeves to get down to it.

    "Manager, come quickly, there''s a pirate General here!"

    The sudden call made the Manager''s eyes light up, prompting him to follow the voice to find a mangled body embedded into the ground, twisted beyond recognition.

    "Tch, it looks like he was trampled to death alive by ten thousand elephants!"

    Upon inspecting the armored corpse, they found the twisted and deformed metal had fused with the flesh, forcing them to abandon any bold ideas.

    "Ghost Armor, it''s quite an old model, probably not a General."

    "I heard the pirates downgraded their old model of Magic Armor, this could be a Major level officer."

    "A Major… still a high-ranking officer!"

    "Although we didn''t kill him, we should at least gain a bit of merit." Sёarch* The n?vel_Fire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

    "There''s bound to be merit! Come, let''s sever his head."

    After carefully examining the body, it took a considerable effort for a few men to sever the jammed neck, carrying the head along with delight as they continued forward.

    Walking another dozen miles, a dull explosion erupted ahead, causing everyone to shrink their necks involuntarily.