Imperial Crown.

Chapter 508 Final Chapter
"crazy!"

"Raven, you must be crazy!"

On the high platform, the moment the Death Hand Order appeared, Sliver was so stunned that he lost his composure and roared!
"Colluding with the Order of the Hand of Death" is a crime a thousand times more serious and terrifying than "King Killer" on the continent of Midlers! King Killer is at most a betrayal of an entire nation, intolerable to the human forces! But colluding with the Hand of Death is tantamount to a provocation and declaration of war against the Church of Light! No matter how corrupt and degenerate the Church of Light may be, it is not something a mere human count can contend with! Even the Orc Empire would not dare to openly collude with the Hand of Death.

Otherwise, they would be the enemy of the entire continent!
Raven... how dare he do that!
"So, Mr. Sliver, are you still worried about your future?" Raven smiled faintly and said, "I think my situation is much more difficult than yours. I won the bet just now, didn't I?"

"You're a madman!"

While Raven was still preoccupied with that ridiculous bet about "having a backup plan," Sliver really wanted to use his last remaining wolf claws to pry open Raven's head and see what was inside! He couldn't help but mutter a curse to Raven.

“Viscount Sliver has known me, Raven, for far too short a time.” Raven chuckled, his face a mass of wrinkles that resembled the bark of a withered tree. He tapped the wooden planks of the platform with his cane, producing a dull thud. “If you’d known me long enough, you would know that this is nothing more than a trivial matter in the grand scheme of my madness!”

"..."

Sliver remained silent.

With the orc elites almost wiped out and the Death Hand Order joining the fray, the outcome of this decisive battle was already decided. What followed was a gradual encirclement and annihilation, so Raven didn't need to worry too much.

However, the remaining 3-plus orcs, their lives threatened, unleashed a formidable fighting spirit, quickly routing the exhausted Eagle Army and werewolf tribe. Many orcs managed to break through the encirclement and flee towards Nightthroat Province!
"Let's go, Sliver, let's go see your daughter." Raven, supported by Lux, stepped down from the platform and was pushed by Link towards Bloodstone Castle.

……

"The Hand of Death?!" "Why are they here?"

Savannah, who was blocking the gap, cried out in disbelief.

When Savannah saw Eric enter the breach with the necromancer shrouded in black robes, her mind went completely blank, utterly bewildered as to what was happening...

But her body's instincts beat her to thought, and she raised her longsword and slashed at the necromancer.

"I advise you not to act rashly." The necromancer, shrouded in a thick, cold gray mist, was barely visible. He held aloft a shimmering, ever-changing radiance of dead souls in one hand, absorbing the souls on the battlefield as he spoke in a hoarse voice: "I am a distinguished guest invited by Raven. The only reason I haven't attacked you cultists is out of respect for Raven. But if you do attack me, then... hehehe... don't blame me."

With a clang

Eric blocked Savannah's longsword, shook his head, and said, "Ms. Savannah, this... he was indeed invited by the patriarch, and he just saved my life! Moreover, he is a fifth-tier necromancer." Eric's words sounded alright at first, but the second half was clearly a well-intentioned reminder!

Even a fifth-tier necromancer like him is far from being a match for him.

Let alone Savanna, who is only at the second tier!

He could probably be killed instantly by the necromancer in a single encounter! He only refrained from doing so because of the patriarch.

"Hmph!" "That damn Raven! He's completely insane!"

Savannah cursed angrily, then grabbed a handful of warhorse heads she had collected and charged wildly toward the high platform.

Unfortunately, when she finally fought her way through the orcs to reach the vicinity of the high platform, she didn't see Raven. Raven seemed to have expected this and had already led Sliver and the others to Bloodstone Castle.

……

"Keep waiting! When it gets light, you can still go down and collect Raven's body."

In the sky, the fierce battle between Silvermane, Simon, and the dragon Zor'thas continued. Silvermane smiled calmly and spoke with an air of composure. However, a closer look revealed that the smile on Silvermane's face was somewhat forced!

Simon's Holy Spring combat technique is truly despicable! No! It's even shameless! It's one thing for him to be ganged up on by a man and a dragon, but to make matters worse, all the injuries he inflicted can be healed by the Holy Spring summoned by Simon's combat technique!

So, weren't Silvermane's seemingly confident words also a reflection of his own helplessness?

A purple light permeated the air. Although the silver mane was absorbing the essence of the Fire Law, it could still be used to heal some superficial wounds. At least the three deep, bone-revealing wounds on his chest, inflicted by the dragon claws, were gradually stopping their bleeding. The only troublesome issue was the poisoned wound on his hip bone, where the toxins were violently corroding his flesh and soul.

The Holy Knights formed from condensed battle aura before him seemed endless. If he remained still, he was fine; the slightest movement would subject him to the racial magic of the dragon Zolzahn. Not only could he not reach Simon, but his old wounds were also inflicted with new ones. If his beast soul hadn't been hit by those two magic crystal cannons, Silvermane wouldn't have feared these two so-called fifth-tier powerhouses at all! Unfortunately, his beast soul couldn't be condensed in a short time. The reason he was still stubbornly persisting was because Silvermane was deeply certain that his orc army would crush the Eagle Army and capture Raven alive!
Otherwise, he would have wanted to leave long ago!
"Damn it! Why haven't we received any good news yet?!"

As dawn broke, the sky began to brighten, and for these powerful beings high in the sky, they saw the first rays of sunlight. But the sound Silvermane longed for remained silent below, causing him to roar inwardly, though his face remained calm and composed. He wielded his greatsword, formed from condensed fire element, with ferocious speed, slicing the charging knights of light into countless specks of starlight and ashes.

Wuwuwu——

Finally, after who knows how much time had passed, Silvermane, who had been in agony, heard the sound he longed to hear! It was the horn of the elite orcs charging!

"Hahaha!"

Silvermane laughed excitedly, his fire knife flying even faster! "Raven's death is imminent, yet you are all completely unaware! Why don't you come down with me and see Raven's face as he kneels and wags his tail like a dog?" Silvermane asked in a cheerful mood.

Zorsanlong's expression froze, and he looked at Simon with some suspicion.

Simon shook his head and said calmly, "I won't look!"

"Not going to look? Why not?" Silvermane had a leisurely smile on his face. "Or are you afraid to look? Young man, I admire you, but as someone who's been there, I have to advise you: you have to learn to face reality and not always indulge in a world of fantasy."

"I won't watch! I just won't watch!" Simon's tone was firm. "My mission is to stop you, you tiger-man." "Stop?" Silvermane sneered angrily, "You think you can stop me? You're too arrogant and conceited! You're utterly lawless!!! I kindly invited you two to watch a good show, but you refused. In that case, you two can play here." With that, a burst of purple light erupted from Silvermane's body, and he instantly broke free from the encirclement, flying rapidly downwards!
Simon and Zolzahn could only hurry to catch up.

It would be a lie to say he wasn't worried, but Simon's personality dictated that he would only focus more on his mission objectives! This personality trait had become even more pronounced since he absorbed and merged with the angel's essence, leading to an increasingly severe disconnect between humanity and emotions.

Needless to say, Zolzahn was out of the question! She absolutely refused to believe that Raven's mere 30,000-strong Eagle Army could win this decisive battle without her, Lady Zolzahn's, help! If it weren't for Simon's support, she would have run away long ago. The dignity and pride of the dragon race wouldn't allow her to bear the shame and record of "defeat"! At least if she ran away and people asked, she could say that it was because she didn't participate that the arrogant Raven suffered such a crushing defeat!

With three completely different feelings, the three powerful individuals swiftly descended towards the Bloodstone Great Wall.

"Awooo—" Just as they descended halfway down, a wolf's howl suddenly rang out, causing Silvermane's heart to skip a beat, and a sense of foreboding crept into his mind. However, he still couldn't believe that Sliver would betray the orcs to help Raven!

Silvermane increased his descent speed, and after he landed completely, before he could even see the battlefield situation clearly, he heard that hoarse "Night" voice again.

"The Hand of Death?" "And there are two fifth-tier experts among them!"

Silvermane sensed the situation briefly with his battle aura and was immediately horrified. If these two fifth-tier experts joined the attack, he would surely die today! He also realized that he had completely lost this decisive battle. Especially after he saw the battlefield clearly and witnessed the werewolves slaughtering the tiger-men and pig-men! The heart that had been hanging in suspense finally died! The arrival of the Death Hand Order's experts deprived Silvermane of even the last chance to behead Raven.

They could only fly towards the Bloodhowl Province, unwilling and silent.

"Hahaha!" Zolzaen laughed loudly, "Silvermane, why did you stop yelling? Weren't you quite excited just now? You're right, people should learn to face reality instead of indulging in a world of unrealistic fantasies!"

Ignoring Zolzahn's mockery, Silvermane transformed into a streak of purple light and vanished into the night. "Sliver, I shouldn't have been so soft-hearted back then and only cut off your left arm!" A hint of regret flashed in his eyes as Silvermane muttered to himself.

……

Bloodstone Castle is not yet fully completed, but the main hall on the first floor is almost finished.

Inside the hall, several female superhumans selected by Raven from among the mercenaries were serving as maids and cooks. This was one of the benefits of being a count or noble. Compared to the constant threat of death on the battlefield, serving Raven here offered generous pay, and countless female mercenaries were vying fiercely for a position.

Angel's Tears, potato chips... items that would cost hundreds of gold coins to find elsewhere were piled up on several long tables here. There were even Angel's Embrace and Angel's Radiance for handwashing.

"Angel's Embrace" is the name Raven gave to the soap. "Angel's Radiance" is the name Raven gave to the mirror.

On the continent of Middlesex, after more than a decade of hard work, Raven's "Angel" series has become almost his personal trademark.

“Bring Miss Baiyue up,” Raven said.

“Yes, sir.” A second-tier female mercenary… no, a transcendent female servant, replied respectfully.

Before long, Bai Yue, with her pure white fur, was brought up. "Father!" she cried and rushed into the arms of the wolf king, Slipher, without saying a word.

"You weren't wronged, were you?" Sliver asked with concern.

Bai Yue glanced at Lei Wen and silently shook her head, "My sister is very good to me."

"Sister?" Sliver repeated, surprised and puzzled.

"It's... it's that priestess named Lux ​​who's next to Raven," Bai Yue muttered softly. When she was captured, she was seriously injured, and Lux ​​personally healed her. During this time, she was naturally well taken care of, with good food and drink. It's just that she was imprisoned in the first-level dungeon and had no personal freedom.

Upon hearing this, Sliver's wolfish face revealed a half-smile. "Raven, did you hear that? My daughter calls Lux 'sister.' Shouldn't you call me 'Uncle Wolf'?"

Paine coughed repeatedly behind him, reminding Sliver that what he said was inappropriate.

Raven smiled and said, "If you don't mind, I'd really like to call you Dad."

"Ok?"

Everyone in the room was stunned for a moment, then Sliver reacted, his face changing drastically. "Raven! Don't be shameless! How the hell are you?! You're so old and you still want to covet my daughter?!"

Raven touched his old face, looking completely innocent, and said, "Oh... don't get excited, Viscount Sliver. Didn't you offer to lower my seniority?!"

"Hmph," Sliver snorted coldly, his tone filled with undisguised dissatisfaction and annoyance. "I think you can eat this victory celebration yourselves! I'm not in the mood to play along with your nonsense!" With that, he grabbed his daughter Bai Yue and turned to leave, but stopped at the door. "Raven, let me give you a piece of advice: hurry up and repair the Bloodstone Wall, otherwise a sixth-tier Silvermane will take your life as easily as crushing a green rat!"

"That's none of your concern, Lord Sliver," Raven said with a faint smile.

What Sliver found most repulsive was Raven's confident yet irritating smile, as if nothing in the world could escape his control. But thinking about it carefully, Raven really did always manage to come up with some unexpected methods and surprise attacks!
The magic crystal cannon, the extraordinary Holy Knights of the Holy See of Light, the dragon Zolzahn… Raven had kept these backup plans hidden for over four months, completely unaware of them! Even now, he still didn't know what Raven's backup plan was that could keep Silvermane trapped in the sky for so long! However, one thing Sliver was certain of: Raven's backup plan wasn't enough to kill Silvermane; otherwise, Zolzahn would have already come down and breathed dragon fire to burn these tiger-men and pig-men to death! Moreover, according to reports from spies in Bloodhowl Province, there seemed to be a locust plague there. Although there was no evidence that Raven was responsible, Sliver had a feeling that Raven was involved! Raven, that madman, even colluded with the Order of the Death Hand! He was an absolute lunatic! Since he arrived in the Orc Empire, he had practically turned Bloodhowl and Nightthroat Provinces upside down!

Sliver finally couldn't help but turn around, look around, and said, "Raven, it seems you plan to stay here permanently. But if the Court of Mountains and Seas sends an orc army to attack you, don't expect me to save you again! I hope you can keep your promise."

"Of course."

Raven nodded. "Everyone knows that I, Raven, am the embodiment of integrity, kindness, honesty, and trustworthiness." He then flashed a gleam of his white teeth and said, "Goodbye."

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(End of this chapter)