Xiao Xun drew a deep breath, and with a wave of his right hand, sword energy filled the air, swords flashing and weaving. In an instant, seven massive, monochrome energy swords condensed again, targeting the monster that was the embodiment of Zhenhun.
Zhenhun let out a low roar. Dark energy flowed across its massive body, and hundreds of monstrous hands opened and closed, facing the impending attack.
The hundreds of monstrous hands on Zhenhun's body flew up. Each arm was gathered with dense dark energy, appearing almost like a vast black cloud rising into the sky.
In an instant, hundreds of energy swords pierced downwards, while Zhenhun's hundreds of monstrous hands moved rapidly in mid-air like ghosts. Within the dark energy, the energy swords quickly lost their original colors and dissipated.
Zhenhun laughed uproariously at the sky. Its enormous body suddenly and impossibly soared into the air, lunging towards Xiao Xun. Immediately, gasps of astonishment erupted from the sky and the ground.
Xiao Xun's abilities were rendered useless when the opponent did not employ magic or sorcery.
Bosaiydoor fell, and Xiao Xun, who could not fly, naturally plummeted downwards as well.
Baiyang watched from below, seeing clearly. He wanted to save them, but he was suppressed by Zhenhun's dark energy and could not move an inch.
At this critical juncture, a massive purple figure appeared beneath Xiao Xun like lightning, catching Xiao Xun and Bosaiydoor who were about to fall.
Xiao Xun was overjoyed upon being caught. It was his dragon rider, Borjard.
Despite its immense size, its speed was like lightning, carrying Xiao Xun away from Zhenhun's first wave of attacks.
Bor spewed fire, and Jard sprayed cold air. Between the cold and heat, countless dark energy monstrous hands were destroyed. Yet, one particularly thick black arm, enveloped in even denser dark energy, forcibly broke through and struck Borjard's chest with a palm.
Borjard trembled as if struck by lightning. Its body shook, and along with Xiao Xun and Bosaiydoor on its back, the three were flung backward for over ten meters before coming to a halt.
Xiao Xun's mouth twitched, a bitter smile seemingly playing on his lips.
Zhenhun sneered, its deep voice stating, "How is it, you ignorant humans? Do you still dare to attempt to resist the natural disaster? You should just commit suicide sooner!"
Xiao Xun stood up, looking at the colossal monster before him. "Zhenhun, I admit, you are very powerful, but that's all you've got."
"Hmph! Just..."
Before Zhenhun could finish speaking, Xiao Xun vanished instantly. When he reappeared, he held a weapon resembling a large wallpaper knife in both hands, roaring as he thrust it towards Zhenhun's chest.
Dark energy flickered, and a piercing cry rose into the sky. Black blood splattered out, and the wallpaper knife finally plunged into Zhenhun's chest. Underneath the wallpaper knife, its form began to shrink.
This situation continued until Zhenhun finally returned to the size of a normal person. After a moment of being enveloped in dark energy, it dissipated with a roar.
He had indeed transformed back into his middle-aged appearance, but his face was pale, and his hair was disheveled, clearly indicating his defeat.
Xiao Xun and Zhenhun stood face to face. The "wallpaper knife" in his hand was inserted through Zhenhun's chest, extending out the other side.
Zhenhun looked down at his chest, smiled sadly, and sighed, "You actually possess ultra-future technology. Remarkable... truly... remarkable!..."
Xiao Xun roared, using all his strength, and kicked Zhenhun in the chest, pulling out the high-frequency vibrating particle knife in his hand.
Zhenhun also roared with a tragic sound, its entire body leaping into the air, flying backward.
Zhenhun, heavily wounded, fled. Xiao Xun, however, suddenly fainted, and chaos erupted below.
Instantly, some went to pursue Zhenhun, while others rushed to rescue Xiao Xun.
The soldiers, snapping out of their shock, suddenly noticed countless disaster soldiers standing stunned in the central plaza and immediately attacked. The disaster legion's combat units, unwilling to be captured, fought back. Consequently, the central plaza was once again filled with the sounds of battle.
At this moment, the Celtic Fearless Vanguard also arrived, and the situation became one-sided.
With the whereabouts of the commander of the disaster legion, Zhenhun, unknown, resistance organizations in various regions launched a full-scale counterattack.
Thus, the devastating disaster legion that swept across the globe was blunted by Xiao Xun, and its forces were defeated here. The newly appointed commander was no longer able to lead his troops into the border of Saint Roman.
After recovering from his injuries, Xiao Xun returned to the capital of Saint Roman by magical helicopter.
Having achieved victory in battle, Xiao Xun was naturally a great hero who had contributed immensely. Empress Saelapes hosted a three-day banquet for him, with celebratory wine parties held for three consecutive nights.
The fresh vegetables and fruits used were grown and cultivated in glass greenhouses, tasting even better than those grown directly in the soil. Consequently, farmers from all over Saint Roman began to imitate this practice.
However, this had only repelled one of the disaster legion's most ferocious attacks. The disaster legion was merely one of the legions under the command of one of the Four Demon Kings, the King of Arrogance. Although it was the main elite force, vigilance could not be relaxed.
Currently, Xiao Xun had another mission: he had agreed to help the Great Shaman of the Beastfolk find a magical artifact that could seal the King of Arrogance. According to the Great Shaman, that item was in Saint Roman, or at least had appeared there before it was lost.
Xiao Xun discussed this matter with Saelapes. Upon learning of it, the Empress immediately sought out Saint Roman's most famous private detective.
"I've noticed, whether in this world or the other, you always end up seeking private detectives when something happens. Can these people be reliable?"
Saelapes looked at Xiao Xun with a smile. "Reliable or not, let's put that aside for now. They depend on this for their livelihood. Do you think if they couldn't deliver, people would still seek their services? If no one hires them, how would they eat and drink? I don't have a welfare agency to support them."
Xiao Xun said "oh." Although he still disagreed with Saelapes' view, he was indeed too busy to do it himself. Everyone around him was occupied, and he couldn't spare them to embark on a 'needle-in-a-haystack' search without any clues.
At night, back in the main bedroom of the castle, Xiao Xun looked at Mujiahe. "The New Year is only a few days away. My mother has been nagging about it for months."
Mujiahe expressed her worries. "If I go back, what will happen here? I'm not like you, able to shuttle freely between two worlds. And I can't just abandon this world. If I disappear for more than six hours, this country will go crazy."
Xiao Xun appeared indifferent. "Isn't that simple?"
As he spoke, he took off the ring on his left index finger, placed it in his palm, and extended it to Mujiahe. "Why don't you wear it?"
Mujiahe's expression was uncertain. She did not reach out. "Are you willing to give this to me?"
Xiao Xun directly took Mujiahe's hand and pressed the ring in his palm firmly into her hand. "You're my wife, and I'm all yours. What is there that I wouldn't be willing to give?"
At this time, on an unknown small island, the Four Demon Kings had gathered.
One of them, with two pairs of black ram horns on his head and giant bat wings on his back, said in a sardonic tone, "I heard that the renowned disaster legion was defeated, and even its commander, Zhenhun, was beaten by that Swain and his whereabouts are unknown."
The King of Arrogance said indifferently, "So what? Even if he's dead, what does it matter? My disaster legion's elites are still here, and we can be invincible when we return. But they are different. Even if all their residents were to have children now, how long would it take before they could fight on the battlefield?"