Strongest Prince Becomes Legendary Chef
The War against Mordor VII

The voice of God Cthulhu rang out in Mordor's mind saying that the giant object on the Rhino Monster's back was an Arrow forged by a God worshipped by the Dwarf Race.

God Cthulhu did not think that the object was still stored well until now. He warned Mordor that the object was troublesome enough, as his arrows could pierce through the body of Lord Cthulhu and leave a very painful pain.

However, the corner of Mordor's lips instead emitted a thin grin. “Great Lord Cthulhu need not worry. We will not feel pain, because there is this foolish Dragon who will endure that suffering.”

The Divine Wing of Cthulhu freed from the Seal at the southern end of the Grandland Continent was still connected to the undead Dragon, meaning that part of the body had yet to fuse with the main body of the God Cthulhu.

“Set them to focus on fighting you, some Controllers have managed to destroy the Seals in the Monster Forest. For a while, that part of my body would be fused with them.” The voice of the God Cthulhu again sounded in Mordor's mind.

Mordor smiled widely, happy to hear it. After all the body parts of God Cthulhu fused together, then he no longer needed to do this boring game.

The Assassin began to flow the Fire Magic Element on the 100-meter long arrow and unleashed the rope of the Giant Arrow Arc.

The arrow shot out like a meteorite passing by at night, in one blink of an eye; it had reached where Mordor was standing.

However, the strange Wings on the undead Dragon fluttered the arrow, thus bouncing back towards the ranks of the Hazel Empire's military forces.

The Three Coconut Trees in diameter arrow made the ranks of the Hazel Imperial Army scatter to avoid it. However, ill-fated some of them were unable to avoid it so their bodies were crushed under the blow of the arrow.

Mordor clapped his hands with a big smile. “The secret weapon of the Hazel Empire is quite great, take a look! This stupid Dragon Wing to tear open wide.”

However, the tear on the Dragon's undead wing immediately regenerated and in an instant had recovered to its original state.

It was one of the greatness of God Cthulhu, so the Gods had previously sealed the parts of his body separately so as not to reunite because the healing speed was very fast.

The Emperor frowned, it was obvious that Mordor was playing tricks on them. Actually from the beginning he was able to defeat this joint force, but why did he not do it.

Suddenly the Emperor recalled with the whole painting of God Cthulhu, The wings on the undead Dragon were very similar to the Wings he had.

“Elder Jarvis..take the strongest Swordsman with you and check all the Seals in the Hazel Empire Monster Forest. When something goes wrong, then immediately tell me!” exclaim Emperor.

The elder Jarvis who was one of the Emperor's Seven Assassin Protectors immediately jumped off the Eagle Monster's back and moved onto the Rhino Monster's back.

“Let down that Ancient Arrow Bow and have the First Prince arrange for Warriors to take your place!” exclaiming Elder Jarvis.

They directly lowered the Giant Arrow Bow, after coordinating with the First Prince. They immediately left the battlefield together with the Rhino monster.

The Swordsman wondered why the high-level Swordsman had left? Will they be used as a living shield against the living corpses.

“Quick retrieve the arrow and shoot the Dragon's undead!” Einar said out loud.

The Soldiers of the Hazel Empire immediately obeyed his orders and it took the Hundreds of Swordsmen to lift the arrow.

“Cih, what a bore!” mordor muttered feeling unattractive with this War. “White Wolf! Now it's your turn to do the show! Don't disappoint me, at least you must eliminate one-third of them.”

Thousands of White Wolf Monsters instantly ran at high speed like they were hunting prey. Tens of thousands of low-level living corpses also followed the White Wolf Monster horde.

Jean instantly slashed at the White Wolf Monster charging towards his group.

Rolf suddenly howled like the White Wolf Monsters, then he unsheathed his Two Short Swords and darted towards the Wolf Monster charging towards Jean.

“Mr Rolf! Do you want to show off now?” Hades joking. His body was filled with flames and jumped towards the White Wolf Monster while swinging his sword.

The battle this time was much more b.r.u.t.a.l than yesterday after the White Wolf Monster horde joined the battle.

Most of the White Wolf Monsters were high-level Monsters and Hundreds of them were equivalent to level 10 Swordsmen, thus falling victim on the side of the Joint Force far more than yesterday.

Like yesterday's battle, Mordor suddenly ordered the remaining White Wolf Monster to retreat when the sun was about to set.

He also promised not to attack the combined forces until the sun rose again the next day.

Hades was breathing heavily from fighting without resting, his entire body was covered in the scars of the White Wolf Monster. It was fortunate that the Demon Race had a quick recovery, blood started to stop flowing from its wounds.

“Are you okay, Hades?” jean asked, patting Hades on the knee, resting on his sword which was thrust to the ground.

“I'm fine, later tonight all my wounds will heal by themselves,” said Hades. “Where is mr Rolf? He fought valiantly today, was it because it was against a fellow Wolf?”

“You insulted me?” Rolf appeared with a face bathed in blood.

Hades instead chuckled and chuckled at the Wolf Beasthuman. “Looks like I'm better than Mr. Rolf today. Looking at the gaping wound on your forehead, then I can confirm that you only defeated a few wolves. Different from me who beat 1000 Wolves.” He's bragging.

Rolf frowned and said cynically, “There might be a Wolf that has human-like intelligence losing to that stupid Wolf. I killed 1001 Tails!”

“Whataaa? I'm 1002!” Hades doesn't want to lose.

“1003!” sahut Rolf's.

“1004!” sela Hades again.

Jean laughed at the two men, they could still have the energy to joke. Yet others instantly lay their bodies on the ground to regulate their breathing rhythms.

The Elves immediately helped treat the wounded, while the fallen Swordsman was stacked into one large mound. Then they were burned so as not to be made undead by the Followers of the God Cthulhu.

All the Swordsmen looked sorrowfully at the corpses of their comrades who were being devoured by the flames. They were wondering maybe tomorrow it's their turn to be laid the body.

“If I can't go back to the City of Peace, will you tell my wife that I have a Voldemort Bank Account and the password is her date of birth,” Rolf told Hades, staring at her with a frown.

“Why did you keep it a secret from your wife?” curious investigation.

“It's no secret, really... He's the only one who never asked!” sahut Rolf smiled.

“What kind of answer is that? Alright, I'll tell him after coming home from here!” Hades was cynical and planned to tell Rolf's wife about the Bank Account even though Rolf survived the War.