After returning to the hall, Ryan asked Emma to launch the teleportation and sent Mariabel back to Carrejas, and handed it to the two holy beasts for temporary care.

After looking at the central hall that had changed a lot, many members of the Light Wings were already curiously observing around the canal.

"Let's take a break first."

After looking at the tired expressions of the two groups, Ryan ordered everyone to make some adjustments. The previous battle should have consumed a lot of energy.

Olibart also agreed with Ryan's decision. Fatigue advancement is not a good choice, especially in high-end battles, where a distraction may cause earth-shaking changes.

The originally empty and desolate hall has become a courtyard surrounded by living water. Many people are sitting next to the waterway, feeling the cool water vapor and trying to recover their fatigue.

At this time, Ryan was observing around the small courtyard, and his focus was mainly on his feet.

"Do you think you're underground? You don't seem to see any passage leading down."

Serenu, who was lying on his shoulder in the form of a cat, said lazily, "This fortress is the ultimate defense of the ground construction. Who knows how many mechanisms there are inside."

"Now we can only follow the other party's plan step by step and try to be vigilant."

Ryan nodded, "I know, but..."

Turning his head to look at the spiral upward passage, Ryan pondered, "There is not much power available around the prime minister, right? Who is the one guarding the upstairs?"

"Hmph~"

Serenu snorted unhappily, "Who else can you? Didn't you just say that, Markbon is guarding the final hall, and there is only one person left in Ishumelga who can trust, right?"

‘Arberici guards one node by one?’

Ryan frowned slightly, and he doubted it.

After all, Alberich is a technician. Even if he has the tactical shell prototype Zoya Balor, his combat effectiveness is not much higher. It is undoubtedly a dream to try to block the assault team alone.

"That guy must have made some preparations secretly, it's better to be careful."

After half an hour of trimming, under the spell treatment of Elliot, Emma and others, everyone restored their state to a certain level.

"Okay, keep going."

Ryan took out his pocket watch and looked at the time. "It's 14:13 pm now, and the fierce world war is still ongoing. We cannot waste the time that soldiers have bought for us with their lives. We must resolve Ishumelga before the scale of the war further expands!"

"yes!"

Leaving the members of the new Class 7, who were in poor condition, stayed in the courtyard and kept in touch with the outside world, Ryan led the others toward the central passage.

As I have observed before, this channel is different from the slow rise on both sides, and it is completely a spiral structure heading towards the top layer.

When the group walked to the end of the passage, a hall that could see the dim sky outside the fortress appeared in front of them.

“Hmph~”

Alberic, who was still wearing a black coat, stood alone in the center of the hall with his hands behind his back. His fearless look made everyone more alert.

"The scum of the old world, welcome you to the final fortress of the goblins, and wait for the firelight at that moment of the world's destruction. Even if you are as stupid as you can feel the beauty of destruction, right?"

Alisa gritted her teeth hard and stared at Alberic, who had a cold and mocking face.

"Miss."

Shirlen pressed her shoulder and shook her head, "Please don't be impulsive, he will catch the flaws in his emotions and use them, and be calm."

"call……"

Alisa took a deep breath and suppressed her mental boredom.

Ryan kept his vigilance and walked slowly towards Alberici. "Ishmerga's loyal lackey, show your trump card quickly. We don't have time to chat with you."

"Hmph~ I'm really impatient."

Alberic frowned in displeasure, and reached out to snap his fingers.

When the assault team arrived, a gate suddenly dropped from the entrance of the passage, and the rear of the hall was closed.

Plural space fluctuations also occurred around the wide platform, and various models of magic weapons completely surrounded Ryan and others in the center.

Seeing the opponent take action, Ryan breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's it? I thought you could prepare some surprises for me, which is really disappointing."

"Haha, is that?"

Alberich smiled strangely, "According to the orders of his master Ishumelga, I don't need to defeat you here. Just consume your enough energy. In the end, victory will definitely belong to our great master!"

As the two completed Leviathans appeared, Alberic laughed wildly.

"Hahahahaha! With such a huge lineup, I want to see how you deal with it!"

"The falcon-type upper-level aircraft ‘Modred’, the warrior-type upper-level aircraft ‘Hannibal’, and the giant-type upper-level aircraft – the ultimate magical aircraft ‘Leviathan’, come on, let me see your performance, my master…uh!”

Alberici yelled halfway through the roar as if he was suddenly stuck in half, and half kneeled on the ground in pain and his whole body trembled.

His hair switched back and forth between pale and ice blue, and his expression on his face became ferocious and peaceful, and his whole body looked very strange.

"dad?!"

Alisa couldn't help but take a step forward, trying to rush to Alberich's side a few steps, and Sharon and Ryan stopped her in time.

"Calm down, Alisa."

Ryan frowned and looked at Alberici, who was roaring in pain. The other party was in a very strange state, as if the two souls in his body were in conflict.

"George, what's going on? Has Marklof told you about this?"

George, who was originally nervously looking at Alberic, was stunned for a moment, then held his chin and murmured, "Maybe the soul of Senior Franz has begun to compete for physical control."

"Senior Macklov said before that as dusk comes to an end, Ishumelga will focus more on guiding the overall situation, and his control over Alberic will gradually weaken."

"Arberic's soul has long been corrupted after more than 800 years of erosion. Without Ishmerga's support, it may be difficult for him to continue to maintain complete suppression of his predecessor Franz."

"Enough!!"

Alberic yelled angrily, "Franz Rhinefort! You guy who should be swept into the garbage dump of history has not given up yet!"

"I am the master's most faithful servant, Alberic! The new world does not need the dross of the old era like you, disappear!"

"Don't think about it!"

Alberic's hair color changed to soft ice blue again, and he said with a firm look on his face, "Alisa is still looking at me, I can't let my daughter see the cruel reality of her father destroying the world with her own hands."

"You should just disappear. The rotten soul that has survived for 800 years, Mr. Gillias will not let you..."

"shut up!"

Alberich tried hard to suppress the restlessness of the soul in his body, and with a ferocious expression, he used his only left hand that he could control to find a teleportation device from his inner pocket of his coat.

"I can't let you destroy the master's plan, lab! I'm going to go back to the lab to reseal you into the depths of my heart!"

Seeing Alberic disappearing into the hall with a look of hope on his face, Alisa reached out to grab Ryan's arm with some anxiety.

"Dad... Dad, will he still save him?!"

Ryan looked at the magic soldiers who were starting to move around and gently took Alisa's hand away.
Chapter completed!