“Angels! They are from angels from the powerful ancient race, nicknamed Servants of the Gods. Praise the gods, no, praise the Great Young Master Watson, we are saved!”
Leon shouted as he opened his arms and knelt humbly on the ground when he saw the tens of thousands of beings hovering in the sky.
Arthur, who was beside him, was not so excited. He only stared at the dragon and the phoenix in the sky, then looked at the diamond-shaped scales on his body and the pure white wings of the phoenix. He seemed uncertain. “The angel species? Haven’t they been extinct since ancient times? How can there be so many of them? And why do I feel so familiar with the dragon and phoenix in the sky?”
“These angels, the dragon, and the phoenix came from the direction of Mount Creation that Miss Nightingale had mentioned. Could it be—”
Annie stared at the distant sky as a bold guess emerged in her heart.
Just as everyone was contemplating their own ideas, a handsome middle-aged man dressed in black armor and with short sky-blue hair descended from the tens of thousands of creatures hovering in the sky. He radiated the angel species’ fabled aura and the dignity of a platinum-tier elite.
“Mount Creation’s Commander of Blackmoon Iron Knights’ First Legion is here to escort you, Miss Nightingale. By the way, didn’t you follow Young Master Watson to the royal city? Why are you here? And who are the three people beside you?”
It was Alan. He had felt a violent fluctuation from the direction of Dragonspine Snow Mountain from Mount Creation. It had felt like a battle, and he was worried that it had been someone like Moriarty. Therefore, he hurriedly led a few legions to check it out. He had not expected to find Nightingale.
“I was on my way to the royal city with Young Master Watson. Currently, we are at the City of Steel, the nearest city to the border. As for why I am here and who are the people next to me, it’s a long story.”
Nightingale looked at the shocked faces of the people around her calmly.
She was relieved. Since the people from Mount Creation had arrived, they would no longer be in any danger. No matter how powerful the clones and magical beasts were, the tens of thousands of knights would crush them.
Just as she had expected, the nearby four frozen clones began to tremble before the ice that covered their bodies shattered. Four bodies crawled forward and began to attack them again.
“Fire elements that flow in this world. Transform into an unquenchable holy flame and purify all evil in this world.”
Before the clones could make their move, a chant echoed from the sky. Then an angel with six flaming wings dropped from the sky with thousands of people behind her. They attacked at the same time, and the rolling flames ignited the sky.
The sky appeared to have transformed into a sea of fire, mirroring the red land. The snowflakes on the ground swiftly melted, revealing the stony terrain.
The clones wailed in response to such a powerful attack. The flames had charred their bodies, and they fled in haste. The silver-moon demonic wolves that came from the depths of the earth growled as well before they ran into the distance.
“Vice-commander of the First Legion, the Red Angel Elvira, is here to greet Miss Nightingale.”
Elvira dropped from the heavens after demonstrating her swordsmanship, her beautiful red hair blowing in the breeze. She appeared gallant and valiant with the first legion members behind her.
More people landed on the ground.
“Commander of the Second Legion, Liszt, and Vice-commander Anna, greets Miss Nightingale.”
“Commander of the Third Legion, William, and Vice-commander Ron, greets Miss Nightingale. We haven’t seen each other for a long time, Miss Nightingale.”
The Blackmoon Knights who came to their rescue were from the first three legions. That was not even the knights’ full strength as they had about 100,000 knights on Mount Creation. Each legion would have about 10,000 knights. Alan only dispatched the first three teams because he knew that they were sufficient to solve any problems they might have.
Powerful angels continued to descend from the sky, one after another. The scene when they greeted Nightingale shocked her companions.
At the same time, the clones burned by the fire and the magical beasts that crawled out from the ground gradually disappeared after they glared at the Blackmoon Knights in anger. They turned into a wisp of green smoke that quickly dissipated. Then, a loud heavenly voice echoed in the world.
“Due to external interference, this assessment has been forced to end. Brave Adventurers, please come back to challenge me again when you are ready.”
“Again? I will never enter the 100th floor again.”
Arthur sat down on the ground and breathed a sigh of relief. He began to pull the arrows in his shoulder as he continued to swear.
“Miss Nightingale, now that the problem has been solved, we have plenty of time. You can tell us in detail what happened in the City of Steel!”
Alan glanced at Arthur, his face full of curiosity.
“Did Young Master Watson make any thrilling feats when he went to the City of Steel? Judging from the current situation, Young master Watson must have caused quite a stir,” Elvira said. She looked a little emotional, and the people behind her looked expectant and excited.
It had only been a few days since Watson went to the City of Steel, and more than a month had passed on Mount Creation. They missed Watson, so they were eager to know about him.
“Before I explain, Annie, introduce yourself to everyone.”
Nightingale nodded at Annie. She immediately stood up nervously, rubbed her hands, and looked at Alan. “Hello, my Lord, leader of Mount Creation. My name is Annie, and I’m Young Master Watson’s adventurer companion in the City of Steel! Don’t be deceived by my appearance. My dream is to become a maid and enter the service industry. Although I’m a little weak, I’ll work hard.”
The more she spoke, the quieter her voice shifted. She had planned to go to the border to work as a maid in Watson’s manor, but that plan had been shattered.
The angels had appeared before her; it was hard to imagine how many such creatures were there on Mount Creation. She was only an insignificant gold-tier adventurer. How could she have the qualifications to be associated with those powerful existences?
“My name is Leon, and I am Young Master Watson’s humble servant. I didn’t expect that the distinguished angels would be soldiers from the mountain. According to Miss Nightingale, Watson had created the mountain, which means that Young Master Watson is your master. Then, isn’t he a real god?”
Leon maintained his kneeling posture with a fanatical look on his face. “Praise the Great Master Watson, who had shone like the sun on me. It’s great to be able to believe in the Great Master Watson. From now on, I will double my efforts in believing in the Great Master Watson and spread his faith for him.”
Previously, he had abandoned his faith altogether in favor of Watson’s ability to provide him with additional benefits. However, he had seen the angels. He truly believed that Watson was like a god at that point.
“Miss Nightingale, it seems like the companions that Young Master Watson has met in the City of Steel are quite special.” Alan wore an odd expression on his face.
Nightingale covered her lips with her hand and coughed lightly, changing the subject. “These are not important. Let me tell you what Young Master Watson has been doing recently and why we are here.”
