"GUYS! Zero in on our foes!"

"Shut up!"

Nora has already got bored with Boulson's chatter, shooting a glare at him while crushing a soldier with her big hammer. However, more enemies approach, malevolently. If it isn't for their hug e quantity, they should have conquered their strong point now.

"Calm down lady." Caedmon emphasizes, "The fight is getting more furious, prepare yourself." He rolls a few enemies back, but more get close.

"God damn this endless fight." Boulson shouted," We must get through this close siege!"

BOOM!

With a huge explosion, they all threw themselves quickly to the ground in case they'are torn into pieces. When the smoke clears, they slowly stand up, then flicking the dust off their clothes and coughing a little.

"Those guys have bombs. We should be more careful!" He states, coughing.

Out of question, the battle betweem them is becoming exceedingly fiercer, which is beyond his expection, yet he's always convinced their victory will come. Conquerer has led the whole world into a chaos, killing and plundering. His patience is challenged, and no doubt, Conquerer will be made to pay for all of this.

"Are you guys alright?" He hurriedly runs to his comrades, asking them with concern. After confirming that they're all safe and sound, he sighs with relief.

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"How many left?"

"T...two my master."

The middle-aged blond man closes his eyes, clenching his fist with anxiety and anger, while his subordinate, who is standing tremulously in front of him, stammers. The man's cold eyes threaten him so much that he even daren't to meet directly to them.

"Which?" The blond man asks again, emotionlessly, his fierce blue eyes fixed on that subordinate.

"Celapaleis and Athlum my master..."

"I'll give you four days to occupy them. Don't let me wait for too long." He turns back, frowning slightly, but his tone is still as cold as before, "My patience is limited, you know. If four days after, you cannot complete this task all the same, you'll end like those shits..."

That subordinate nervously takes a quick glance at piling bodies near him, which were once his comrade-in-arms, cold sweat dripping down his cheeks. He clearly understands that, under majority situation, he'll be one of them soon. Filled with fears, he turns round and runs out in a flurry.

"What a flunkey..." Conquerer mutters to himself, sitting down on the throne of Elysion, smirking, "Let me see how long dare you fight against me, marquis of Athlum." After a while, he finds himself impatient of sitting, so he quickly stands up and goes outside. Standing on the top of Elysion's castle and overlooking the ground, he feels pleased, even more pleased than the period when the first time he woke up, punishing human with his great power and killing the traitors like nipping ants. Now, the major territory belongs to him, where his troops are standing and flags are fluttering.

However, those are far from his satisfactory. The throne in his flesh is struggling against him none the less. What's more, that remnant has been bring back to life again, which is the only one has capacity competing with him, while owing to both of them having lost their remnant power, he's lost telepathy between them as well. So he has no idea where he actually is.

Find him. That's all in his mind.

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"Take this!" The coming punch hits precisely and swiftly on the back side of his head, making him blackout. Emmy, curious and frightened, hasn't recognized people in front of her until he falls to the ground heavily, getting in to unconscious. She slowly stands up and stares at them, uncertain of what just happened.

"It's not gentle of you to tease a girl, buddy." Baulson chuckles. When he realizes who the girl is, happiness and surprise raises from the bottom of his heart.

"Hey, Emmy, long time no see!" He cheers, agitated, "It's really a BIG surprise to see you there! Look, we've just conquered this strongpoint! That's AWESOME, isn't it? If you're willing to give us a hand, I think we can surely and easily break the next one and..."

"Wait a minute Baulson!" Caedmon abruptly cuts in, pointing at the one lying on the ground," Isn't this guy...Rush?"

"What?" Baulson comes close, seizing him up seriously, the bursting into a yell, "How can it be..."

Both of them turn their head to Emmy, with shock and curiosity.

"Just listen to me, please." She emphasizes, "Rush's gone MAD and will kill everyone in his sights. Just before you arrived there, he almost took me to the HELL. We must find a way to bring him normal."

"It's always easier said than done." Caedmon replies calmly, "Since he's unconscious here, what shall we do for him?"

"I'm not sure..." She lowers her head, helplessly. Then, she turns to Sheryl.

"Anyway, we shall save her first, she's bleeding nearly to death!" She rushes to her, examining her cuts and put pressure on it to prevent bleeding. Nora slightly nods her head and helps her to carries Sheryl on her back when Baulson do the same to Rush.

"Let's send them to the hospital nearby, as soon as possible!" Baulson exclaims, speeding up as a sign to let others follow.