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Chapter 112 - Chapter 112: Little Flame Belle

General Motte's face turned ashen. He had not expected this fellow to stand his ground so hard.

Under the threat of Jiang Feng, a Monarch-level creature, General Motte could only grit his teeth and swallow his rage.

"This mess was caused by you people. Why should we be the ones to clean it up for you?"

General Motte snorted coldly.

"Do you have proof?" Zhou Haoyu asked faintly.

General Motte was immediately choked by the words. He had no proof at all—he only knew that this flock of strange birds had chosen these people as their target.

"Hmph, if it wasn't caused by you, why would they fixate on you?" General Motte replied self-righteously.

Seeing him twist reason with brute logic, Zhou Haoyu's face turned cold. "I can't be bothered to reason with you. You're not worthy of listening."

"Pff~~"

General Motte was so infuriated he spat out a mouthful of blood, his face flushing red as his neck bulged. He wanted to strike, yet he knew he was no match.

"Don't get entangled in this matter. Let's first deal with the invading bird horde."

Ostor stepped in to mediate.

By now, the hundred-thousand-strong bird horde had already pressed close to the castle. It would not be long before they launched their assault, and countless deaths were inevitable.

"We hope you'll lend a hand in defending the city," Ostor said again, this time directly to Zhou Haoyu and his group.

If they had the assistance of this Monarch-level creature, the number of casualties would surely be minimized.

Before Zhou Haoyu could answer, Mo Fan was already sneering. "Just now you wanted to kick us out, and now you want us to defend your city for you? Nice try."

Ostor looked utterly embarrassed, cursing General Motte a hundred times over in his heart.

"Since these birds came because of us, we can help you defend the city. But he must apologize."

Nan Jue pointed directly at General Motte.

Ai Jiangtu also nodded. As a military mage himself, he couldn't bear to watch countless mages in the city be slaughtered by the horde.

At those words, General Motte's expression turned instantly black.

Damn it, hadn't he already been forced to kneel earlier? Was that not enough humiliation?

"This—"

Ostor could only look toward General Motte. His rank was not as high as the general's, and if General Motte refused, he had no way to force the issue.

General Motte's face was stiff with rage. After a moment of hesitation, he finally spoke. "Earlier, I was reckless. I apologize."

Forced by circumstance, General Motte could only choose to yield.

"That's all the sincerity you've got?" Zhao Manyan's voice rang with cold disdain.

When it came to making trouble for others, Zhao Manyan was more than practiced.

General Motte's face turned darker than the bottom of a pot. He stepped forward, bowing ninety degrees as he solemnly said, "Please, set aside your grievances and lend us your aid."

Zhou Haoyu remained completely unmoved.

"Captain, the rest of the people in this city are innocent. Let's deal with this bird horde first, then settle accounts with General Motte afterward," Nan Jue quietly suggested, stepping up beside Zhou Haoyu.

Zhou Haoyu glanced at the others. They too indicated their willingness to help.

After all, it was true that this bird horde had been drawn here because of them.

Zhou Haoyu cast a cold look at General Motte. Disgusting as this man was, his crimes were not those of the entire city.

"Let's go. We'll see the situation from the city wall."

As soon as they reached the battlements, the group's eyes were filled with a sea of shadows in the sky—an enormous black tide far greater than the bird horde they had encountered before entering the storm.

A preliminary count put their number at no less than a hundred thousand.

"You all take charge of the defenses. Leave the rest to me," Zhou Haoyu instructed.

Then, without the slightest hesitation, Zhou Haoyu summoned Little Flame Belle. This time, she did not appear in her infant form, but in the form of a maiden.

Without delay, Zhou Haoyu fed the entirety of the Time Liquid to Little Flame Belle.

Under the effect of the Time Liquid, Little Flame Belle quickly underwent a transformation, blossoming into a peerless, independent figure—an exquisite, fairy-like Flame Belle Empress!

The mature-stage Flame Belle Queen!

The current Flame Belle Queen's strength had even surpassed Jiang Feng's, directly soaring to around the level of a Mid Monarch-level.

Everyone on the city wall who witnessed this scene wore expressions of utter disbelief.

This kind of Sacred Spirit of Fire, he actually had two of them and both were Monarch-level?

General Motte was suddenly struck with fear. If Zhou Haoyu truly wished to wipe him out, it would pose absolutely no difficulty at all.

At this moment, the Flame Belle Queen leapt into Zhou Haoyu's arms, nuzzling against him affectionately.

Although Zhou Haoyu usually gave the impression of exploiting child labor, when it came to Little Flame Belle's cultivation, he had always provided her with nothing but the very best.

That was why Little Flame Belle's dependence on him far exceeded even Jiang Feng's.

"Alright, let's deal with these strange birds first."

Zhou Haoyu stroked her head. Though her entire body was made of fire, her beauty still remained breathtaking.

"Ling~~~~"

The Flame Belle Queen spread out a pair of blazing wings and soared into the sky, flying to Jiang Feng's side.

This could be considered a mother and daughter fighting side by side.

Of course, Zhou Haoyu was not idle either. His eyes radiated with endless silver brilliance.

In the next instant, a massive Spatial Barrier directly trapped the majority of the bird horde within.

Ever since obtaining the Eyes of Space and Time, Zhou Haoyu's understanding and mastery of Space Magic had become as easy as drinking water.

Coupled with his seventh-realm spiritual force, Zhou Haoyu had already become a true Grandmaster of Spatial Formations.

Given time, arranging Teleportation Arrays in the future would be of no difficulty at all.

Within the bird horde, the Flame Belle Queen and Jiang Feng were like two mobile nuclear bombs, each casual strike wiping out thousands of strange birds.

Adding to that Zhou Haoyu's constant compression of space, these birds had no chance of escape whatsoever.

It didn't take long before the bird horde was annihilated completely.

The ones not trapped by the barrier had already fled in all directions, and soon the sky cleared, bright and cloudless.

At this moment, the effect of the Time Liquid had nearly worn off, and the Flame Belle Queen returned once again to her Little Flame Belle form.

Little Flame Belle now looked exhausted, though not from overconsumption.

Rather, part of the Time Liquid's power remained within her body, which she needed time to slowly absorb.

Zhou Haoyu wasted no time and immediately recalled her back into his Contract Space. This time, she should be able to advance to Mid Commander-level.

Perhaps even directly reach High Commander-level!

"Holy crap, this Time Liquid has this kind of effect too?"

After recovering from the shock, Mo Fan's face was full of joy.

With such a treasure as Time Liquid, wouldn't he be able to strut across the world without restraint from now on?

General Motte and his subordinates were still in a daze. None of them had expected Zhou Haoyu to be this overwhelmingly powerful.

With this level of strength, why would he even need to participate in the World College Tournament?

"Thanks to your assistance. As for rewards, what do you need? Soul Seeds or cultivation resources, both are fine."

Ostor took the initiative to speak.

Originally Ostor had not intended to pay any reward, but after witnessing this level of power, it was best to offer some compensation.

General Motte merely gave a cold snort, not daring to act up in front of Zhou Haoyu anymore.

"Just bring us a few Fire Element Soul Seeds, and also some resources from the other elements. We're not picky."

Since the resources had been offered, why not accept them? Little Flame Belle's snacks were almost all gone anyway.

Ostor was momentarily speechless.

This was what he called not picky?

That was already opening the lion's mouth wide!

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