I Aggressively Stack Steel of the Heart in the Knight Order

Meanwhile.

The Ark of Calamity, a Demon Mother Ship.

The Abyssal Great Demon, Tearer Mercator. It stood over ten meters tall, like a Demon God descended upon the world. Beneath its dark red skin, the Demon’s Blood blessed by Avernus surged and flowed.

Its hair, composed entirely of dense bone spikes, swept backward, a horrifying sight.

Its heavy breaths were like peals of thunder, and its black, fleshy wings blotted out the sun.

It stood on the bridge of the Demon Mother Ship, gripping a heavy Slaughter Knife caked in shredded flesh. It stared at the distant Iberian Glory on the other side of the star-filled void, sensing the aura of a powerful expert there—one who could bring it the joy of battle.

Frontline command?

Strategy and tactics?

To an Abyssal Great Demon, such things were meaningless—matters for the weak and cowardly to consider.

Its only interests were challenging the strong, slaughtering wantonly on a grand battlefield, and indulging in the supreme pleasure brought by blood and death.

For this very reason, the heavy burden of frontline command fell upon a Void Realm Lord. These despicable Mages were not only pawns of the Dark Abyss, but also the loyal dogs of the Great Demons.

After receiving a subordinate’s report about the Third Orbital Port on Verne World, the powerful Mage—robed in scarlet and holding a Skeleton Scepter that emanated an ominous aura, his body already beginning to demonize from accepting the power of the Dark Abyss—furrowed his brow.

Although the supreme Avernus utterly loathed Spiritual Power, which offered no joy of battle, a competent frontline commander was still necessary to win the war.

He walked to the mother ship’s floor-to-ceiling windows and stared at Verne World, more than one hundred thousand kilometers away. ’A tiny Orbital Port... why would the Human Empire deploy a heavy garrison to defend it?’ he wondered.

As far as he knew, the Imperial Administrative Region had abandoned the defense of the Verne Orbital Ports on the twenty-third day of the war. They had closed the Net Paths and destroyed the other ports to prevent a Legion landing, leaving only the third and ninth orbital ports.

Just as he was considering whether to send reinforcements, a furious voice suddenly roared in his ear through the Void Realm’s spiritual energy network.

’Kill them... I’ll kill them! I’ll kill those two damned ants! Krug! What are you waiting for, you damned fool?! Send a ship to pick me up at once!’

’Lord Carlos, you are...’

’Shut your dog mouth!’

Although he verbally addressed Carnivorous Hunting Dog Carlos as ’Lord,’ the expression on Void Realm Lord Krug’s face showed no respect. After all, his Wizard’s Power was equivalent to that of a Tier Three Mage.

He didn’t respect Carlos himself, only the title of Fear Knight that the reckless fool held.

He wouldn’t dare offend that group, one of the most powerful factions of warlords in the Demon Void Realm, who pledged their loyalty only to Avernus.

However, for a Fear Knight to become so enraged... The strength of the garrison inside the Third Orbital Port surprised even him, despite Carlos not having yet advanced to an Earth Military Rank.

Considering that evil plan to convert the Radiant Angels, he faintly guessed what was happening.

In other words, if the human defenders in the Third Orbital Port hadn’t displayed such immense power, he, as the frontline commander of this entire grand battlefield, wouldn’t have given a second glance to such an insignificant, out-of-the-way corner.

After a moment of thought, Void Realm Lord Krug ordered the Governor under his command, ”Mobilize a ten-thousand-man Battle Group from the Bloodsucker Legion. Have them conquer the Third Port.

If they can’t take it within three hours, I authorize you to call in a fleet bombardment to destroy Verne’s last two Orbital Ports.”

After giving the order and making the deployment.

Void Realm Lord Krug stared at the distant Verne World and wondered, ’Are the warlords of the Imperial Administrative Region really willing to deploy elite troops to save those Knights who have already lost the Power of Radiant Angels?’

The Radiant Angel conversion plan.

After Archangel Tiberius died under the combined assault of a Venerable Great Demon and a Void Marshal, many Void Realm warlord factions set their sights on these powerful Knights who once represented the Emperor’s radiance.

Although they had lost their Legendary Power, the talent and strength of these Knights were still worth fighting for.

If they could corrupt these former Emperor’s Angels, they could gain a powerful Void Realm Combat Gang!

Even if they had difficulty controlling these Radiant Angels, whose Spiritual Power was extremely strong, under the cruel rules of the Slaughter Death Arena, they could still receive blessings of Mighty Power beyond imagination simply by offering one or two Fear Knights to the supreme Avernus and pleasing that great being.

Furthermore, the fall of the Radiant Angels would be a devastating blow to the faith of the Human Empire’s remaining forces.

Of course.

Including the Great Rebellion, their goal wasn’t the destruction and complete annihilation of the Human Empire.

Chaos and war were.

...

「One hour and forty-seven minutes after the Vengeance Angel Squad landed at the Third Orbital Port.」

Under the combined assault of Reinhardt and Stearns—a Two-star Earth Knight and the company commander of the Death Battle Group’s Second Company—they carved a bloody path through the top-level port, straight to the elevator shaft at the far end of Port Five.

Coordinated by Raphael, Hymes emerged from the elevator, supporting Bach.

The sight that met them was staggering: a Barge Port nearly filled with Demon corpses, a fresh tide of enemies surging forward, and the putrid stench of blood that saturated the air—a massive visual and olfactory assault that left them horrified!

Model and Götz provided cover fire as the Technician Priests, all with varying degrees of injury, rushed out of the elevator.

Stearns, drenched in blood, cut down a charging Slaughter Demon with a single swing of his sword. Splattering blood coated his Full Coverage Helmet as he roared, ”I’ll cover our rear! Follow Lord Reinhardt! Fight your way out together!”

At the same time, the Spiritual Energy support of Senior Think Tank Albert descended upon them.

A torrent of dark purple lightning, like pillars of divine punishment striking from the heavens, instantly blasted a gap in the Demon Army’s encirclement. A voice, carried within the Spiritual Power, echoed in their ears.

”My power won’t last long.”

Reinhardt held his Black War Axe in his right hand and gripped his Slaughterer’s Weapon in his left. Even he was starting to show signs of fatigue after the long, high-pressure battle.

With his back to Mandel, his voice came out brutal and hoarse.

”Stay close to me.”

The words had barely left his mouth when he unleashed a volley of Torrential Rain Missiles!

Twelve interwoven streams of dark purple light screamed into the demon cluster, and the resulting violent explosions were like a carpet bombing of rockets. The terrifying roar was deafening as fireballs erupted, their shockwaves sending the dismembered limbs of demons flying through the air!

Reinhardt led the charge, blowing apart the head of a lunging Slaughter Demon with a single shot from his Blood Hand-aspected bullets. With a roar, he plunged into the thick of the Demon Legion’s encirclement!

Mandel and Hymes, following close behind, were both stunned by the tyrannical combat power Reinhardt had just unleashed.

Götz of the Caster Battle Group watched in silence as the Vengeful Angel who had once led them to a great victory swung his Knight’s Broadsword, cutting down Demons to protect the Technician Priests.

At that very moment, a familiar voice suddenly rang in Raphael’s ear, a voice from a Mind Mark.

’The Technician Priests and materials have been sent back. Matthias and I are returning now.’