Oberene shook his head speechlessly, a little smiling at the fate of the stallion. Judging from Elena's several ninth-order spell abilities, she is completely a humanoid storm! Even under Bebraz, Elena's abilities are definitely in the top three. But with such terrifying strength, her behavior is strange beyond everyone's expectations. Even if she doesn't look at her ability, just her body and appearance, Elena is definitely a big beauty, maybe not as good as Persephone and Medierli, but it's not much different. A woman's appearance is actually determined by her temperament, and Elena, who has a unique style and distinctive appearance characteristics, can be compared with anyone.

Perhaps, this is a good thing?

Oberen's throat was filled with a cloud of blood, and consciousness began to blur. The sluggish mind couldn't figure out why Elena wanted to find her, if it was just for genetic optimization, then Oberion never thought she was the best choice. The old guys who have proven themselves, such as Avida of Crimson Castle and Westwood on the Speaker's side, are more suitable choices, and that Sue looks good too.

Puzzled and thoughtful, Oberen finally fell asleep.

After staring at Oberen with scrutinizing eyes for a moment, Elena's face took on a strange expression, and then she unbuttoned his clothes and began to heal her injuries. Elena's treatment methods were simple and even crude, adding a lot of damage to him when he expelled the energy that was scurrying around in Oberenti, and finally relied on a top-grade battlefield first aid potion to stabilize his injuries.

In the course of treatment, Elena also gradually became familiar with Oberen's body. It's a young, energetic body that excels in every way, and although it doesn't stand out in any way, it's about balance and stability. This means that Oberyen can handle most combat situations, but lacks explosiveness. Judging from the internal structure of the body alone, he is already very good, and he meets Elena's standards, but it is not quite commensurate with the combat power that comes out of the table. This is what puzzled Elena. However, she did not bother too much about this, she knew that her biochemical knowledge was very poor, and her perception ability was not enough, and she could not understand the problem from the genes or even the more subtle level, and genes are the first step of explanatory ability.

"It's a little regrettable, but it's qualified." Elena muttered to herself.

She resisted Oberen's body, found a stream, washed the dust and blood from his body, and haphazardly put his clothes back on. Of course, she made a little move that left Oberyen unconscious the whole time.

After hurriedly finishing this qiē, Elena breathed a sigh of relief. For her, who didn't know how to do any housework at all, it was much easier to kill an eighth-order powerhouse than to do these. Elena grabbed Oberen, discerned her direction, and ran away.

Half an hour later, Elena stood in a glade and began to look up and down at Aaron, who was lying on the ground.

The clearing was a mess, a battlefield cleared by frenzied energy. Aaron's alloy shield had long since been twisted and embedded in a giant tree dozens of meters away, and the alloy armor was completely broken, and shards were scattered everywhere. If it weren't for the fact that he possessed both the seventh-order body, defense, and strength, his body was even stronger than the alloy, and he would have been torn apart a long time ago. Seeing that Aaron was still alive, and even his body tissues were slowly recovering and recovering, this kind of vitality stronger than that of cockroaches, even Elena was a little admired, she knew the power of her own spell attacks very well.

"Get up!" Elena kicked Arun in the ribs, and energy surged in, expelling the energy that was still wreaking havoc on Aaron.

With a scream, Aaron bounced off the ground, and his body immediately arched like a Boston lobster only out of water. Elena's power carries a strong destructive force, like a steel whip with countless barbs, even if used for healing, it will cause great pain to the person being treated.

Elena woke up Oberen, threw him beside Aaron, and said, "Explain the matter, I'll wait for you for five minutes." With that, she walked away.

Five minutes passed quickly, and even with Oberen's concise and efficient way of speaking, it was still too short to make it clear and arrange for the future.

“…… So, that's the thing, you go back and wait for me first, and I'll come back later. Oberyen said, and then walked over to Elena, who had reappeared.

Looking at Elena and Oberen, who were standing together, Aaron's expression also became a little strange. But accustomed to obedience, he just shrugged his shoulders and dragged his traumatized body away.

Looking at Aaron's figure, Elena said: "Rough skin, loyal and obedient, it is a good Ru shield, and it complements your abilities, but that's it." His ability path is biased, and the combat effectiveness of a single body is too poor. And your current combat effectiveness is just reasonable, but your body is even worse than your combat effectiveness! ”

Oberen, who heard such an unkind assessment, just smiled and didn't say anything. In addition to his combat prowess, his talents in management and commanderhood cannot be ignored. The Arthur family grew rapidly during his reign, and although the foundation of development was much weaker than when Persephone was in charge, it was just right for the needs of the war. The change in strategic focus is a matter of luck and the guidance of the family's elders, but Oberen's own judgment is also essential. Having a strategic vision also requires practice to make progress. This kind of training is possible by being in a high position and consuming a lot of resources, so people with real leadership skills are actually much more scarce and important than those with high abilities.

But all Elena needs is a male stallion, so Oberen's greatest value is rightfully ignored, which can only be described as his tragedy.

"Alright, let's go get Persephone now!" Elena loudly announced her next move.

"Catch my sister?" Oberene stared at Elena.

"Of course! If you don't get her back, how far do you think she can run with the baby in her belly? This is the territory of the Holy Cross, and we are close to their area of core interests. If Persephone breaks into the core, they won't let it go, and when that happens, she might run into a dark grey knight. Elena said.

"Dark Grey Knight?" Oberion frowned, he had never heard of the term Dark Grey Knight, only the Great Knight of the Holy Radiance Crusade. The Great Knights generally have sixth- to seventh-order abilities, and a very few may also have eighth-order abilities, which pose little threat to the generals of the Dark Dragoons.

Elena quickly answered Oberen's doubts: "The Dark Grey Knights are great knights who are specially born for battle, they have undergone special and brutal training, and their combat effectiveness far exceeds that of ordinary great knights. This is a secret at the highest level of the Bloody Council, and it's normal that you don't know about it. Persephone was about to give birth, and by the time the child was born, her abilities might have degraded to around the sixth order. At that time, she might still be able to deal with the big knight, if she met the dark gray knight, she probably wouldn't be able to escape. Do you want her to be caught by the enemy? I've heard that she's killed a lot of Grand Knights of the Holy Cross in the past year! ”

What would have happened if Persephone had been caught by the Holy Cross, I could have imagined it. So Oberen stopped insisting and followed Elena away.

Three days passed in a hurry.

In the mountains of the far north, Persephone was lying in a cave sheltered from the wind and snow, gasping for breath and her face as pale as paper. Her long, pale gray hair was wet with sweat and stuck to her face and forehead.

She was half-lying on her back, breathing heavier and heavier, holding her arms on her abdomen with her hands, and constantly exerting her strength.

The location of the cave was already above the snow line, and the cold wind continued to howl outside the cave, blowing in the slightest cold air along the gap in the rock that sealed the entrance to the cave. There was a bonfire burning in the cave, but it was not enough to dispel the chill in the cave.

Persephone stroked her high belly with both hands, and with a gentle face, she said, "Little baby, it's time to come out." I know you can come out now, listen to your mother, and come out obediently. Otherwise, you're in danger! ”

As a powerhouse who had once reached the Holy Rank, Persephone could clearly feel the movements and consciousness of the little beings in her womb. It liked the warm and safe environment so much that it didn't want to leave at all. Persephone could already feel that it was absorbing the power of her genes, which had previously degraded her abilities. Persephone can't stop it, but she can control it to a limited extent.

But whenever the little life in the womb is absorbing nutrients and genetic power, Persephone always has warm happiness in her heart. Persephone is still very young, and she has always been self-centered in her power at a young age. Before, she never thought that one day she would dedicate something to her children, but she just felt that children were a burden and a nuisance. Having Sue's child was just an accident.

However, after knowing that there was a little life in her womb, she learned the meaning of motherhood.

What makes her proud is that the little life has begun to show its extraordinaryness before it is born: more than ninety percent of the genetic power it has absorbed from Persephone has been converted into its own strength, and there is almost no loss. Persephone remembers Helen saying that this was an important feature of superlife. If it weren't for Elena's hot pursuit, Persephone would have been willing to spend more time with Little Life. But now, she knew that Elena was following her, and that time was running out for her. So Persephone had to give birth to the child early.

She knew that the little life in her womb could hardly be said to be human, but she didn't mind, it was her child with Sue, whatever it was.