The reason for this outcome is that the two Mad Fire Cultists exhausted themselves and died after excessively releasing Mad Fire.
Without a new source of Mad Fire, the little flame on the soldiers is not enough to infect others, so they are bound to be wiped out sooner or later.
Regardless of the side, a significant portion of soldiers have never touched the bonfire. Now that they’re dead, they are truly dead and won’t resurrect.
"This is a good opportunity to weaken Jula’s forces."
However, doing that now seems pointless, as Jula is already like a dead person in her eyes.
"Chrono."
"I’m here!"
Kernolin stood atop a mountain of rebel army soldier corpses and responded, those piled here are Demons who cannot be revived.
"Let’s go out, gather more soldiers, and bring all the equipment."
She spoke softly yet firmly:
"We must be the first ones to occupy this place."
"Yes!"
Chrono was about to set off, but seeing that Onora had no intention of leaving with him, he immediately understood that she planned to stay in the Dungeon.
Although he was worried, saying it aloud would only decrease Onora’s favorability at times like this, so...
"Sister, be careful, reinforcements will arrive soon."
After saying this, Chrono dove into the Teleportation Gate without looking back, and the Demon King Army soldiers followed him and left.
Watching the fluctuations of the Teleportation Gate calm down, Onora finally felt the absence of her allies beside her.
Now she could really let loose.
The frenzied Mad Fire Soldiers, who recognized neither family nor friends, charged at her, but in an instant, they were sliced into seventeen pieces, scattering their remains across the ground.
This action caught the attention of more Mad Fire Soldiers, but Onora was completely indifferent to these madmen, instead targeting the rebel army soldiers who still had some sanity.
After all, the Mad Fire Soldiers were nothing more than mindless replicas; left alone, they would die in time.
She transformed into a black Meteor and dashed into the densest group of rebel soldiers, her arms moving so fast that even residual shadows could barely be seen. With every step, she left heaps of soldier remains behind, and blood sprayed out, almost dyeing the ashen land red.
Those soldiers who had not touched the bonfire died on the spot, utterly dead. Even those who had touched the bonfire and resurrected seemed caught in Chaos, clutching their heads and squatting in agony as if their Spirits had been invaded by some parasite.
Regardless of whether they revived or not, these soldiers had lost their Combat Power.
"Ahhh, it’s Onora! Run away!"
"Onora is here! Another Dungeon is going to fall!"
The morale of the rebel soldiers quickly crumbled, and they fell apart almost immediately, fleeing while Onora chased them like a herd of sheep pursued by a predator.
"Scatter! Scatter!"
A quick-witted soldier shouted, and those who were fleeing in one direction suddenly dispersed in every direction,
This tactic seemed effective since Onora only chased after one unfortunate group, ignoring the others.
"Did we... manage to escape?" The soldiers who escaped felt incredulous. "Something feels off; should we go back and check?"
"Are you crazy? We barely escaped, and you want to go back? I’m not going with you!"
Under the pressure Onora exerted, no one dared to follow her; all they thought was to run before she returned.
This suited Onora perfectly.
If the soldiers had dutifully followed, it would’ve been problematic since she was heading toward Sain Ancient City.
That’s the Sain Ancient City where Jula occupied the Small Safe Zone.
The goal was obvious, to seize Jula’s position as the leader!
If Onora had chosen to ignore the rebel soldiers and directly dashed to Sain Ancient City, her intention would have been too obvious, likely drawing the pursuit of death-defying soldiers. So, she disguised her actions as a simple chase.
This way, the rebel soldiers would even wish not to encounter her.
Upon entering the Sain Ancient City area, one could feel the underworld atmosphere. Luckily, she had explored this place following Jula’s steps, making it easy to find the Safety Zone despite knowing about the traps.
On the contrary, the soldiers chased by Onora, after stumbling into Sain Ancient City in panic, were picked off by traps one after another, saving Onora the effort.
"Who goes there!"
When she approached the Small Safe Zone, the stationed soldiers countered her.
It should be said that had Onora arrived two days later, no, just one day later, Jula could’ve had everything in the Sain Ancient City Safety Zone orderly arranged, turning it into an impenetrable Fortress.
Even during the urgent situation earlier, he managed to send dozens of elite soldiers to the Safety Zone, showing his competence.
He was merely burdened by bad luck.
Onora came too early; Jula had just realized the uniqueness of the Sain Dungeon and had his plans interrupted before he could fashion a comprehensive strategy for the Dungeon, which was undoubtedly a golden opportunity for Onora.
The soldiers appearing in the Safety Zone now were those Jula had acknowledged.
"It’s Onora!"
"Don’t be afraid, let’s go!"
"Damn bitch!"
The soldiers’ Battle Cry before the battle turned into screams shortly after. In no time, Onora presented a clean Safety Zone back to the Sain Dungeon.
Leader Jula had fled, his soldiers were annihilated, and the whole Safety Zone had only her left.
If the rebel soldiers had pursued and fought back resiliently, she wouldn’t have been able to clear the Safety Zone quickly; one might say it was fate’s plan.
"Then, I’ll accept the leader’s position."
Onora gazed at the burning bonfire before her and grasped the leaping flames.
A wisp of flame ascended to the sky, exploding into a massive portrait of herself.
"...."
With a smile, Onora watched her falling portrait illuminate the sky and said:
"I guess I can never get used to this sight."
Simultaneously, outside the Sain Dungeon, at the Demon Rebel Army’s camp.
"Damn, damn! That damned bitch!"
Severely injured, Jula staggered as he just escaped death, tumbling onto the ground and bumping into soldiers about to enter the Dungeon.
His fall stunned the surrounding soldiers, as they had never seen their general in such a sorry, exhausted state.
"Guh..."
This fall hurt Jula’s dignity and his pride.
"What are you all dawdling for!? Get in there, and get in!"
The sound of his furious roar awakened the soldiers from their stupor, prompting them to rush into the Dungeon, avoiding looking at Jula.
"Once inside, kill on sight, no questions asked!"
His furious voice made the soldiers tremble.
"Damn it, why is it healing so slowly?"
Jula discovered that his wounds on the back had yet to recover, and even worsened with time, causing him an anxious heartache.
"What power did Onora gain, why even I..."
He was still pondering what gain Onora had received, planning to procure similar benefits to surpass her someday.
I must surpass Onora, to...
"Thud!"
Jula’s thoughts were suddenly interrupted.
Then he collapsed to the ground, snoring in a slumbering stupor.
"General!?"