Of course, these are only the reasoning of Richard, Ymir, and others, but these are based on the performance of Srude, and to a large extent, speculation will be true. As a combat target, the coffin that kept Simmora's body was not easy to destroy, and if Richard's speculation was true, this coffin was definitely the one that Srud desperately protected. Therefore, the stage of the decisive battle must have been in the hall where the teleportation was last time, but unfortunately, the teleportation array was erased.

"So, now our second goal is how to repel the defenders of the theater and get into the halls. Diluka looked impatient.

Primatis smiled and said, "Can't wait? Don't worry, you'll shine when the time comes, that theater is in the air, and we have to use a large-scale flying force." ”

Diluka patted her chest and said, "I'll take the Pegasus Knights on the expedition, and this time we'll risk everything we have!"

Primatis patted Diluka on the shoulder and said, "It's good to have this kind of fighting spirit, but this time we have the Air Force's Da Supplement, and you and your Pegasus Legion will no longer fight alone." ”

Richard leaned around the conference table: "Primatis is right, we finally have a regular air force to play the leading role in this battle." Ymir left us a large fleet of almost fifty ships. This time, we used these ships to force a landing in the theater. Although at least a third of these ships will not land on the theater in their entirety, we can afford these losses! The final victory will definitely be ours!"

Odin's Gunnir stuck directly on the table: "Richard is right! The final victory must be ours! Srud stepped into the sacred Valhalla, I will definitely make him regret it!"

The other goddesses also nodded, and Richard looked around, whether it was the goddesses, Ymir's new army, the mercenary leaders such as Kalm, or Richard's original team, no one showed a dejected expression, and most of them still had this fierce desire to fight on their faces.

Richard nodded with great satisfaction: "Okay, everyone has no objections, then let's turn Slude's theater into his graveyard!

"Yes!" everyone nodded vigorously, and walked out one by one with their chests held high.

Only Richard and Primmatis were left in the war room, and Primatis took out a booklet and handed it over: "That's all the power we can use!"

Richard flipped through a few pages and closed them directly: "Except for the troops who strangled the private soldiers who attacked the capital of the four countries, everyone boarded! We put all our strength into it!"

Primatis tilted his head: "But the ship can't be loaded that much, and those soldiers are useless soon after they burst into the theater?"

"As much as you can load, the soldiers are of great help to the breakout. You're right, it's really useless for the soldiers to break into the theater, and we'll leave half and go half, so as not to cause any more bad luck. ”

"Understood, but ......"

"But what? don't hide it, just say it!"

"It's about Simmora and Rocky, Simmora is now occupied by Srud, are we going to destroy her?

"Of course, I think Rocky will know about it eventually, and he will support my approach. If I can't, won't I steal from you?"

Primatis smiled: "Okay, I know, I'll go and set it up now." ”

After a few more days, the decisive battle began, and the decisive battle was extremely heroic.

The private soldiers in the four places have been wiped out, and now the landing corps is ready, at this time, a large number of soldiers from the theater have been teleported to the ground to form an offensive or defensive array, hindering Richard's ascension, Richard very decisively ordered the soldiers to fight back, and the members of Srude's troupe desperately resisted Richard's attack.

It is said that these soldiers swore everything for Srud before joining the troupe, and now the elite, who have the best abilities in the Demon Realm, are fulfilling their promises.

"Orchestra of Hell" is a prop for the troupe, which functions like Ligredo's Gjallar, with a directed obstructive chant tune.

"Bloodstained Puppet Show" is a kind of soldier controlled by the puppeteer of the troupe, and after being defeated, he will reassemble and stand up again to fight the enemy to the death, and only the puppeteer who hits them behind can access this spell.

For the former, the galral of Ligredo is confronted, and the interaction of each other forces this attack to be ineffective or ineffective. As for the latter, now Odin is killing on the front line!

But even in the face of the goddess and their devotees, the priest troops, these soldiers did not show the slightest sign of retreating. The most terrifying thing was that Richard discovered the synergy of their group of soldiers, who were as if they were one person. Advance and retreat together, without any chaos. Richard suspected that the soldiers were all under the direct control of Srude.

However, according to the recollections of the Imir soldiers, this attack was much easier than the previous one. Of course, the shelling of the theater in the sky was no less.

Layers of sand and dust from the shelling engulfed the soldiers on the front line.

Richard dragged Primatis in: "Isn't it okay?

"Give me another half minute!"

Richard took a look at it and personally went to the front line to supervise the battle.

"Alright! It's done, we're ready to go!"

"Got it!" Richard immediately teleported back to the ship.

Freya said as she shot an arrow, "I'll leave it to me!" Richard, you go attack Srud!"

"Okay! Let's take off!"

More than 40 ships flew into the sky together, and their respective captains personally drove the airships into the air quickly, flexibly avoiding artillery fire. Onexia and the dragons also flutter their wings, disrupting the theater's firepower. Diluka pulled out the Nibelungen and pointed to the sky.

"Pegasus, attack!"

"Follow us, our companions have begun to march into the sky! Keep up the momentum! Repel the enemy!"

Ligredo shimmered with divine power, inspiring the soldiers around her. Odin on the side urged Gunnir to rain down thunder and fire, and the plain burned instantly. Gunnier's formidable force was high in morale among Richard's front-line troops.

Looking at the scene of gradually gaining the upper hand on the battlefield, Odin smiled and smiled, Odin slowly raised his head, stared at Richard's car, and opened his mouth slightly: "I wish you luck, Richard......"