The Saint Father realised something. He sensed danger, although he didn’t understand why the protector dragged him toward the ground.


    His hand stopped hitting the protector. The new hand wasn’t very powerful, and the protector wasn’t interested in those blood vessel-like things.


    But the Saint Father still had solutions. His arm, which was being hugged, started to burn, lighting up the protector.


    The flames were very orderly. They wouldn’t do much to the Saint Father but would burn the protector’s body.


    He was dry without any moisture, which gave the flames a great environment in which to burn. The flames spread across the protector’s body and set him in flames.


    The Saint Father’s retaliation was effective. The protector’s falling speed dropped, and he was at least 30 meters from the ground.


    “Use it! Use it!”


    The protector, who had lost his ability to speak, shouted a few words. He looked at the ground, and his body was losing control of the Saint Father.


    This made everyone think back to how people had a flash of energy before they died.


    At that moment, the Saint Father noticed something. There was a destroyed machine there. This was his work; he destroyed that War Fortress.


    Due to its large body, the Posthumous People and Earth Alliance army didn’t clear this pile of metal.


    Saint Father felt that this was the reason.


    At that moment, he sensed where the Protector was shouting. It wasn’t toward the king and the outsiders but toward this machine that should be destroyed.


    When he wanted to react, that pile of metal exploded!


    This was truly mountain-shaking!


    The entire Posthumous People mountain started to shake intensely. Large amounts of rock fell from the sky, making people worry that this place would collapse.


    The Saint Light Hall warriors even thought that the Posthumous People were crazy. That they wanted to blow up the mountain to die together with them.


    This was a rumbling sound. It wasn’t loud, but everyone could hear it clearly.


    These sounds became denser. A person then stepped out.


    This was at the core of the explosion, so the dust hadn’t scattered. Everyone was unsure who it was. Both sides were looking forward to totally different things.


    This person took two steps before rising into the sky.


    Saint Light Hall cheered because the person was the Saint Father.


    He was alive!


    Saint Father actually survived that terrifying explosion!


    Posthumous People and Cloud Peak understood what was despair.


    Such an explosion couldn’t kill him? Then what could?


    “Shengyuan! Tong Hu!... Little Tiger!” Xia Lei shouted, “Stay behind to block him. No matter what, I will take Zhongming away.”


    Her voice wasn’t loud, but every core member heard it through the badge.


    “We lost.” Xia Lei said, “Let’s go!”


    Many Cloud Peak members couldn’t accept it as this was their first defeat.


    “Leave? You can’t leave!” Saint Father spoke suddenly. His body was covered in blood and was in a bad state, but he felt stronger than before. It was as if he could control everything in the mountain.


    “That sleeping person should be your leader. He is unfortunate today, he is going to die.”


    Saint Father gave a cruel smile. He knew that he won this battle in the end.


    “He won’t die.” A voice interrupted the battlefield. A red figure appeared in the mountain, “Because I am still alive.”