1801 Return to Battlefield
The Dragon Emperor remained stunned in the air some distance away from the teleportation formation as the light faded and Alex disappeared.
He witnessed the scene with some feelings of anger, horror, and confusion.
Anger at the fact that he had even let something like this happen. Horror at the thought of what the result was going to be. And an overall confusion on why Alex had been able to activate a formation despite the lack of a key.
He had heard clearly what Alex had said at the end there. He had said that he needed no key. How was that possible?
Those were but fleeting thoughts for the Dragon Emperor, however, as another concern overtook his mind very soon.
What was he going to do next?
Alex surely hadn't left the battlefield, running away somewhere to save himself. He planned on coming back. It was what he planned on coming back with that concerned the Emperor.
Before that could even happen, he had to stop it.
The Intercontinental Teleportation formations were created long ago by the Immortals that came with the first Heavenly beasts that settled on this world.
As such, the formation platforms were created using materials not known to mortals and one equally as difficult to destroy.
The choice for that had been in an attempt to stop any mishaps and mischief that could be done to it in the years to pass.
The Dragon Emperor knew this and knew just how difficult it was going to be to destroy this. And after destruction, the chances of it being recreated were none as well.
Still, it was something that had to be done.
Destroying the platform would not stop Alex from teleporting back into the Eastern Continent. But it would stop him from teleporting right here in the Dragon Capital.
And any delay would certainly work in the Dragon Emperor's favor.
Such thoughts passed through the Dragon Emperor's head in the blink of an eye as he raised his Noble Dragon Spear to attack the formation platform in an attempt to destroy it.
As he did, he felt an aura of fire slow toward him from the side. His senses saw the attack even before it arrived toward him, forcing him to react on instinct as he fired the attack he prepared toward that attack.
The crescent-shaped fire attack was destroyed by the many spears made out of wind that the Dragon Emperor shot out.
The two attacks created an eruption of energy and light in the sky and from within them came down Hannah, like a barreling attack herself.
Her thin black sword glowed by her side, one that she named Starweaver, and sent out another fire attack.
Before the Dragon Emperor knew it, he was already roiled in another battle with her.
"Fight!" he shouted as loudly as he could in between the attacks. "And destroy the teleportation formation."
The war that had been seemingly paused by the appearance of the Immortal images once again went back to full speed as people fought and killed each other.
The ones that fought for the Dragon Emperor fought to kill the opposing army and destroy the formation platform below if they could.
The ones fighting alongside Alex fought to defeat the Dragon Emperor's army and protect the formation from the other attacks.
As such, not many were able to do anything to the formation at all. That was not to say no one could do anything.
Quite a few people still managed to slip passed their opponent or find a gap in battle to send out an attack as their Emperor demanded. They struck the formation platform below.
However, such measly attacks could do little to destroy what had been created by the Immortals. These few people would have to work a lot harder and a lot longer if they wished to destroy any of these at all.
The battle raged hot and heavy for a few seconds and the Emperor started pushing back Hannah with his attacks.
Hannah and the Emperor were about the same strength now thanks to all the aid they got from their respective arrays. And because there were such small gaps in terms of how strong one could be once they were past the Saint Transformation 9th realm when aided by others, they were both practically at a tie by this point.
However, perhaps because Hannah wasn't as experienced as the Emperor, or because she had been fighting for a long time without rest, she had grown a little dull.
'Or is she just not fighting seriously?' the Emperor wondered. 'Is this wench just buying for time?'
Hannah threw out another attack, which the Dragon Emperor quickly destroyed.
"What can I give you to stop you from fighting me?" the Dragon Emperor asked.
"Your head!" Hannah shouted as she sent out another attack.
The Dragon Emperor defended himself with his shield and launched back another attack.
Hannah created a swirl of Water and blocked the attack.
"I will become an Immortal soon. And then I will leave this realm, and you and my son can become the Emperor and Empress of this realm. You don't have to fight me," the Dragon Emperor said.
"You tried to kill me," Hannah said as she attacked again. "You tried to kill your own son, you scum!"
The Dragon Emperor blocked the attack. "It appears there is no coming to an understanding with you," he grunted. "Die!"
As the Dragon Emperor attacked once more, he felt the familiar sensation in the air of ripples of space being moved around. He didn't know the Dao of Space at all. But the minute amount of the Azure Dragon's bloodline that was within him, helped him sense space to a certain degree.
And he could tell for a fact that the teleportation formation had just accepted a teleportation from another location.
Realizing the possibility next, the Dragon Emperor let out his attack toward Hannah and immediately ran away to hide among his people
If an Immortal was really coming, then he needed all the help he could get.
Hannah blocked the attack and was about to attack again when she noticed the Emperor running away. Then, she felt the aura beneath her and looked down just in time to see a glimmering flash of silvery light that covered the area.
It covered the entire platform all over.
The sudden appearance of the light distracted everyone once again as they all stared down to watch what was there.
When they looked, they saw an army.
Over 15 thousand strong men and women stood tightly around the teleportation platform, each one wearing the uniform of a soldier from the Southern Continent.
Each one of them looked around, feeling the strong Qi and aura of this place, orienting themselves to the new area.
They looked up at the sky and saw the many people that were battling. In their center was Alex.
Alex slowly took flight, and behind him, his soldiers did the same.
He looked toward his army, the gravely wounded and beaten soldiers stood tall with pride.
"My apologies," Alex said to them. "It took me longer than I would've hoped for to get your colleagues here."
He looked toward the enemy group of soldiers and smiled. "Now then, shall we continue?"
