Making Millions With The Eyes Of God

With a resounding neigh that pierced the skies, a figure with golden hair flowing like a cascade, her face as beautiful as a goddess, clad in a red cloak and silver armor, rode a winged celestial steed of pure white into the skies above Loridorn.

This vision of beauty was none other than Princess Valerie of Aro

In her hand, Valerie wielded a silver lance, leading ten thousand of the empire’s finest warriors into the sky.

Soon, Valerie and her elite force clashed with the werewolf aring in the skies, a fierce battle ensued.

Mounted on her celestial steed, Valerie’s lance flashed like lightning, a streak of silver that none could withstand. Wherever her lance passed, swathes of werewolves fell, struck down by its point.

This display of power sowed panic among the enemy ranks.

As the army at the southern gate faced defeat and disarray, the sight of Princess Valerie riding her winged steed, her silver lance flashing like lightning as she ferociously cut down werewolf after werewolf, transformed the chaos into order.

The sky echoed with the pained howls of the werewolf army, signaling their descent into disarray.

This sight ignited a newfound strength in the beleaguered army at the southern gate.

“Princess Valerie has come!”

We are saved”

“Attack!”

The retreating troops at the southern gate, previously in disarray, now turned around, their spirits soaring, swords and shields in hand, they charged valiantly towards the werewolf army. This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Suddenly, the morale of the southern gate’s forces surged. Their fearless momentum halted the advance of the werewolf

army.

This was the same army that, moments ago, had been scattered like a tide by the werewolf onslaught.

Each soldier, with eyes ablaze and roars like that of a tiger unleashed, fought with the ferocity of ten men, fearless of death. cutting through the enemy without hesitation,

In an instant, the werewolf army wavered and then began to retreat.

Finally, under the relentless assault of Princess Valerie’s ten thousand elite troops, with the coordinated efforts of reinforcements from all directions, and the fierce fighting of Alston, his brothers, and the princes, the werewolf army could no longer hold their lines and began to retreat from the skies above Loridom.

Seeing the werewolf army finally beaten back, from Alston to the princes, from Princess Valerie to the Cultivation Emperors guarding the east, west, and north, and all the troops of Loridom, cheers of victory erupted.

“The werewolf ariny has finally been defeated!”

Our army has won!”

“We have saved Loridom

As everyone celebrated the victory, Princess Valerie’s brow suddenly furrowed with concern. “This isn’t good, my mentor is still in their hands, she realized.

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Chapter 843

The nearby Alston, princes, and the Cultivation Emperors presiding over Loridom’s defense all grew tense with this reminder that Cultivation Emperor Orville was still captive.

They

d been so focused on driving back the werewoll army that they had not yet mariaged to rescue him.

“Father, allow me to lead the elite troops in pursuit of the werewolf army and bring back my mentor, Princess Valerie solemnly proposed to her father.

Alston’s brow furrowed deeply, his face filled with worry.

While losing Cultivation Emperor Orville was undoubtedly a tremendous loss for Loridom, the potential loss of Princess Valerie if she pursued the werewolves was far more concerning!

It wouldn’t just be the loss of a Cultivation Emperor. It would mean losing a beloved princess, the apple of Alston’s eye, and a beacon of hope for Aro.