Fortunately, the current situation is much better than Louis imagined.

Although the Abyssal Church is still very dangerous, it's becoming increasingly difficult for them to conceal their fatigue.

If it were like the battle on the Giant Plain, Louis felt he might have to step in as the Iron Grinding King again, allowing the Curse Binding Legion to exhaust the enemy through endless resurrections.

When he made his move, he didn't hold back at all.

Starting with the Nuclear Blast Spell, the main theme was equality for all beings.

No matter what arrangements you made or how many Evil God Cultists and Abyssal Demons you placed in that canyon, first taste the flavor of destruction.

— Of course, how much of this was because Louis was afraid he wouldn't have the chance to use his Nuclear Blast Spell to slaughter everyone on the battlefield is another matter.

However, he never expected that one explosion would uncover vast expanses and horizons.

He and the Sword Master, working together, managed to tear apart the shell of half a plane.

He was genuinely stunned at the time.

It was like going to a childhood friend's house for a meal, and being told they had freshly killed home-raised chicken, only to find not only white-cut chicken on the table but also a whole spread of festive dishes served up.

So Louis and the Sword Master couldn't keep their mouths shut; their smiles were wider than an AK curve, and they immediately went up to finish the harvest.

Thinking about this, the smile on Louis's face couldn't help but widen again.

Alice glanced at him and said curiously:

"Didn't you agree with the Sword Master to spar when you got back? So why do you seem so leisurely after returning?"

When the Sword Master arranged it through the communication crystal, Alice was present.

To be honest, she was quite looking forward to watching another duel between Louis and the Sword Master, both at the Saint Realm level.

The last time they sparred in person, it was truly an eye-opener for her.

The insights she gained from watching on the sidelines were more beneficial than a month of solitary practice.

So, hearing that they were going to spar again, Alice was quite eager.

However, after Louis returned to Lokeshi Imperial Capital for several days, she hadn't seen the sparring she anticipated.

Before meeting her uncontrollable teammate, she could barely hold back.

But after directly seeing Louis, she couldn't resist her curiosity and asked straight out.

Louis lazily lifted his head to look at her, and said slowly:

"You'll have to wait until tomorrow."

"Hmm?"

"The Sword Master won't be back in the Imperial Capital until tomorrow. If you want to watch, I'll tell him and let you observe."

"Alright, then I'll be counting on you."

"You're welcome, but Captain..." Louis leaned in and said, "I've helped you a lot during this time, how do you plan to thank me?"

Alice lifted her head to look at Louis and said oddly:

"What, are you lusting after your Captain's body?"

Louis: ???

What he said was entirely serious!

How did it turn so sleazy when it came out of someone's mouth?

"Little pervert," he muttered. "You can't just say things like that; I don't want any trouble back home."

Alice sneered: "What's so little? And if you do face trouble, I might just be standing on the shore cheering."

Louis feigned wiping tears and lowered his voice in a lament:

"Who was it on the Dragonbone Prairie who helped someone fulfill their wish..."

Alice: ...

"Who was it fighting Master Rogen, desperately protecting and pointing out the real enemy..."

Alice: ...

"Who was it, to help her seek revenge, went madly chasing the Abyssal Church..."

Alice, goosebumps from his odd tone, raised her hands in surrender:

"Alright, alright, stop talking, it was my fault."

"Of course it was your fault, it couldn't possibly be the mistake of me, the oppressed one, right?!"

Alice, exasperated, pointed at Louis, then at herself: "Me, oppress you? Louis, oh Louis, so afraid of being called out that you've lost all sense of shame."

Louis stuck out his chest and said proudly:

"Lost it, lost it. As long as I can take advantage, a little cheekiness is no big deal."

Alice was so infuriated by this guy that her eyebrows twitched.

Ultimately, to avoid a verbal battle between them, they refrained from further exchanging barbs.

However, perhaps unwilling to back down just yet, she retorted:

"I know where I went wrong, and I won't target any little swans henceforth."

Louis spat and said: "Are you still dreaming of targeting Olivia? Don't joke; you like the wide embrace of the receptionist at the Adventurer Guild, don't think I don't know!"

Alice waved her finger and said: "No no no, to be precise, men, women, they're not necessities for me; power is my true treasure."

The curved blade she tossed was caught back into her hand, the tip pointing at Louis as she said:

"Letting you go ahead this time doesn't mean I've given up chasing you; advancing first doesn't mean you can always suppress me."

"Courageous, but somewhat reckless."

Louis replied with a smile:

"For me, those I've surpassed will only be left further behind; the Captain indeed is the Captain to still entertain thoughts of defeating me."

Alice snorted coldly, stubbornly saying: "Then we'll wait and see."

Louis didn't say anything.

He quite liked this aspect of Alice's personality, like having a brotherly relationship.

Perhaps this is what Olivia meant by the "Sword King Alice" from a past chosen by fate.

In terms of time, past Alice lived at most 18 years longer than now.