The Final Battle (11)

More than half a month passed. At last, all the angels who were supposed to arrive had arrived. The others who had failed to make it were either already dead or had given up on coming—some because they were too far away, others because they feared the threat of death.

Out of more than three hundred participating angels, 280 had reached the Prada Homeworld. The true final trial had arrived.

"Ding! Lord of Time and Space Decree: Three days from now, the Prada Civilization will dispatch a large number of Mech Pilots to battle 280 angels. The top ten winners will receive a 100,000-cubic-meter Space Ring, along with an additional reward of 100 Divine Power Value."

The notification sounded three times, and every angel preparing for battle received the information immediately.

"Big Sister, it’s starting. The final battle is starting!" Vivian looked at Elina with some nervousness.

"Mm. Let’s do our best together and get a good result." Elina encouraged her as she stroked Vivian’s little head.

"Mm! I will."

Of course, they were not the only ones to receive the combat notice. In a distant plaza, Angelina, one of the galaxy’s three great Six-winged Angels, ran into Ken. The two seemed to have some conflict between them. The moment they met, their auras erupted as they silently competed against each other.

At that moment, Nangong Xue flew over and asked curiously, "Do you two have a grudge? You’re about to fight the moment you meet!"

Ken said nothing, but Angelina spoke. "Ken, I told you before that I would settle the score with you for killing Rowell. Since I happened to run into you this time, let’s settle it here and see who’s stronger!"

"He deserved to die!" Ken said only that much. Then he reached out, and a silver-gold longsword appeared in his hand. He pointed its tip at Angelina without another word.

"No matter how much he deserved to die, he was still a noble of my Borun Empire. It wasn’t your place to deal with him!" Angelina was equally furious. Back then, Rowell had encountered Ken in angel form by chance. A few teasing remarks had earned him Ken’s killing blow. As Rowell’s cousin, she had a responsibility to avenge him. However, her opponent was on the same level as her, and killing Ken would be extremely difficult. The primitive civilization Ken came from could not restrain her at all. As a Six-winged Angel, she was free to go to any civilization she wanted.

Not to mention anything else, among the other human civilizations on the same level as the Borun Empire, one had only Four-winged Angels and no Six-winged Angels. If Ken were willing to go there, she would definitely receive preferential treatment. The Borun Empire would have no way to suppress her. Only Angelina, someone on the same level, could take action against her.

"Hey, hey, didn’t you see the notification? The final trial is only a few days away. If we get through this battle, we’ll receive rewards! Is it really appropriate to fight at a time like this?" Nangong Xue said.

"You should be happy that we’re fighting. That way, you can get a better ranking!" Angelina said calmly.

"That’s not how it works. We aren’t fighting each other—we’re fighting the Mech Pilots dispatched by the Prada Civilization!" Nangong Xue curled her lips. If it really were a direct competition, she would indeed be happy to watch the two fight. Unfortunately, it was not.

"Oh my, Snowy, why are you trying to stop them? If they want to fight, let them fight. We can sit back and enjoy the show!" A seductive, curvaceous woman approached from the other side with a smile.

"It’s you, Blood Rose!" Nangong Xue frowned. As a Six-winged Angel, the only people who should have been able to threaten her were Angelina and Ken, who were also Six-winged Angels. Four-winged Angels should have been far too weak to pose any danger to her. Yet this woman before her gave her an unfathomable feeling.

Blood Rose smiled as she swayed over to Nangong Xue’s side at the edge of the plaza. "Wouldn’t it be the best entertainment to witness the might of two Six-winged Angels before the final trial?"

"Our opponents are the Prada Civilization’s Mech Pilots, not our own people!" Nangong Xue said.

"How are they not our own people?" Blood Rose smiled. "I don’t want the top three spots to all be taken by you Six-winged Angels. It would be best if they fought until both sides were badly injured!"

More and more angels gathered to watch. Once someone leaked the conflict between the two Six-winged Angels, their appetite for gossip immediately surged, and they watched like spectators enjoying a juicy drama.

Seeing this, the two who had been ready to fight instantly lost all desire to do so. Angelina glared at Ken and said viciously, "Don’t let me catch you alone, or I definitely won’t let you off!"

"I’ll be waiting anytime!" Ken replied coldly.

The two turned and left, leaving only the disappointed sighs of the other angels.

Three days later, an enormous arena had been constructed in the void outside the Prada Homeworld. It spanned a hundred kilometers in every direction and was forged from incomparably sturdy alloy steel, specially built for combat.

The arena was equipped with gravity devices to simulate planetary gravity. Outside it stood a sturdy protective barrier that enveloped the entire arena.

The arena was already filled with people, all of them spectators from the Prada Civilization, including its upper ranks. As a force that had only recently joined Xiao Hen’s command, they desperately wanted to prove themselves. They took this battle between Mech Pilots and angels extremely seriously, hoping to show that Prada Mech Pilots were no inferior to angel Mech Pilots. Thus, every Mecha Division had sent elite members to participate.

The angels began entering one after another, piloting Archangel Mechas as they flew into the arena. They took their places in the contestants’ section and waited for the battle to officially begin.

The battle had not begun yet because Xiao Hen had not arrived.

The angels were currently reading through the battle rules.

"This battle will be a melee. All angels will enter the arena and fight elite Mech Pilots from two hundred Prada Mecha Divisions. Life and death will not be considered. Victory will be achieved by killing the opponent or knocking them down until they can no longer move."

"The Prada Civilization will deploy three waves, sending in one thousand, five thousand, and ten thousand Mech Pilots respectively!"

"What the angels need to do is defeat or even kill their enemies!"

"The three waves will have three different tiers of rewards!"