Throne of the North.

Chapter 343 Kingdom War (XV)
Hernan's sudden death caused a great commotion on the battlefield in the royal city.

However, it does not seem to have as great an impact as imagined.

The Empire and the Church were fighting for the rights to this land, the nobles wanted the integrity of the kingdom, and those orc warriors? Even without the will of Surtur the Twilight, they were already bloodthirsty, and the violent orcs enjoyed blood and death on the battlefield.

"Who is that?"

Ryan was puzzled. He guessed that the person who took Baron Huffman away should be from the family of Grand Duke Meyers.

“He’s a legend.”

Beside him, Rose's eyes were solemn. In his memory, in his past, the plane where he was born, legends were truly existences recorded in history.

But after coming here, in a short time, he has already met several legends, and a legend even died in front of him.

"It's really... exciting."

Rose was murmuring, and the shadow behind her was shaking with excitement. Then Ryan saw the animated shadow rushing into the battlefield, slaughtering orcs wantonly.

"The alien god has fallen, attack!"

The only impact of Hernan's death on the war was morale. The human soldiers were celebrating because they saw victory. In this case, there was no need to worry about failure.

Some of the orc warriors calmed down in the face of Dusk's will. Looking at the densely packed human army in the royal city, they began to think of retreating. Looking at Farrell who was killing everyone, they were even more terrified.

A small group of orc warriors was retreating, they were about to retreat back to the north, to the edge of the kingdom's land, to the top of the mountain carried by the warthog, where their tribe was located.

But more orcs are still steadfast followers of Dusk. They fight madly with the humans around them until they are completely killed.

The war was coming to an end. If Surtur could have stopped paying attention, there might have been a chance to turn the tables, but he didn't.

Hernan's death made him lose the ability to anchor this battlefield. Under the advancement of humans, the orcs finally fell into a desperate situation. The ruins on the ground buried countless corpses, and blood flowed through the cracks and gathered into blood pools in the low-lying areas. Fortunately, the Church and the Empire participated in this war, so some extraordinary people surrounding in the distance did not dare to take action.

At night, the war in the royal city continued, and the battlefield was always bright. There was always a bright light floating behind the Shepherd of Light in the sky, and the holy light that kept emerging from the cardinal also illuminated the ruins of the royal city.

The light of the flames dispelled the last of the darkness. Some soldiers set the corpses on fire. The elephants became even more violent in the fire and madly tore apart the thousands of remaining orc warriors.

There were corpses of violent elephants on the ground, and the living ones were covered with blood and flesh fragments. They now seemed to have lost all their sanity, resulting in no one daring to approach the final battlefield.

Farrell was fighting madly, destroying everything around him. His battlefield was already close to the kingdom. In front of his giant hammer, the palace of the Andara royal family was shaking, and a large amount of rubble was flying out. He seemed to be in some inexplicable state.

But Ryan also had a strange expression.

He looked at his panel, at the bottom row of divinity, behind the dusk.

[Divinity: Dusk, Violent Elephant]

It was just dusk, but the violent elephants behind made Ryan extremely confused. However, as he looked at the increasingly crazy Legion Commander Farrell in the distance, he gradually understood.

He used his spiritual panel to cut off the legendary gift that should have belonged to Legion Commander Farrell.

If the legendary gift fell from the sky, then Ryan was standing in the sky, capturing the falling gift.

No wonder Farrell's condition became increasingly extreme.

And most importantly, Ryan could feel that the entry of the divinity [Violent Elephant] was slowly filling up, and currently it had reached about 80% of the scale.

He guessed that if the saturation reached 100%, it would be a complete legendary gift.

But perhaps that time will also be the time for Farrell to die, because he will no longer receive the legendary gift.

In addition, Ryan also felt that the divine twilight was also slowly increasing. If the three blood crystals he had obtained before were converted into three portions of Taisu, then at this moment, after countless twilight followers died on this battlefield and their bodies were burned and turned into ashes, the amount of twilight divinity on Ryan's panel was approaching four portions of Taisu, and it was still growing.

As divinities, [Dusk] and [Burst Elephant] are different. Dusk has Taisu as its unit, but Burst Elephant only has completeness.

"It's just...why would it be divinity?"

Why is the violent elephant classified into the ranks of divinity? Although there is a difference in levels, its essence is still on par with dusk.

"Legend... is the initial stage of becoming a god."

Ryan murmured with enlightenment, the legendary gift might be a special manifestation of the divine origin.

But... can mortals really become gods?

Ryan was skeptical because there had never been any legend or even speculation in historical records about mortals becoming gods.

At least he didn't find it.

The Holy See... Perhaps there would never be such a taboo in the Holy See. You have to know that they are all servants of the Lord of Dawn.

Farrell, on the other hand, has gone mad. Why? Why?
Why hasn't he felt the appearance of the legendary gift until now? He is almost reaching his limit. He can't suppress his energy and blood. In the near future, he will probably explode and die.

Without the gift of legend, his life would no longer evolve and he would not be able to control this power.

He will die.

But what Farrell cares about now is not death, but why the legendary gift has not appeared. He is extremely eager for a legendary breakthrough, but he has not felt it until now.

As a result, he couldn't help but look towards the surrounding sanctuaries. These were his competitors, but logically speaking, only he, who was at the peak of the sanctuary, was qualified to become a legend.

His eyes were filled with rage, and he swung the sledgehammer in his hand towards the shadow.

The activated shadow turned into a giant snake and roared at Farrell, but Farrell couldn't care less now because no one could stand in front of him.

"nobody……"

The hoarse voice was flowing with blood, and the violent energy and blood wantonly destroyed the palace of the royal city. The magic pattern was flashing, but the wealth stored here had already been transferred, so the magic pattern could not last too long, and it was crumbling.

Until one moment, the palace collapsed. The nobles in the distance were shocked, and then they were angry. This was the kingdom's palace, and now most of it was destroyed.

This is not only the face of the royal family, but also the face of the kingdom and all the nobles.

"Imperial people...how dare you destroy the palace!"

Some nobles shouted, but what greeted him was a huge stone falling from the sky. Farrell turned his head and stared at the group of nobles who were blocking the big stone with murderous eyes.

The Holy Knight stepped back subconsciously. His heart was beating wildly at this moment, and he felt the strong smell of death calling him.

The nobles also looked pale. They didn't understand why just a glance could make them so frightened.

The war was still going on, but most people had become spectators. At this time, Ryan, riding on a warhorse, had already walked towards the battlefield.

The iron hooves of the war horses landed on the ruined streets. All the soldiers retreated to the sides, looking at the legion commander in awe. Ryan came to the front of the army. The soldiers behind him did not rest. He inspected his own soldiers and then fell on the Vatican's Guardian Corps on the side.

Then, thousands of eyes turned to the Guardian Corps. Inside the royal city, in the distance, the Legion of Violent Elephants was still fighting with the last orc warriors, while the Empire and the Church were already on the verge of a war.

"Baron Ryan, the Kingdom War is not over yet. We need to recover all the lands of the kingdom..."

The Earl of Canterlot stepped forward and said, Ryan turned his head and stared at the Earl of the kingdom with deep eyes. The dragon's flame in the depths of his pupils seemed to ignite his body.

A knight stood beside Count Canterlot, blocking Ryan's power and extinguishing the fire deep in Ryan's eyes.

"After the orcs die, the land can be reclaimed at any time. Now this is a feud between the Empire and the Church."

"It is best for the kingdom's nobles not to get involved."

Ryan's voice was calm, but it sounded like thunder in the silent royal city. Even the roar of elephants and orcs in the distance could not cover his voice.

"You can back off now."

At this moment, the nobles felt their scalps tingling. They certainly did not want to get involved in the war between the Empire and the Church, but this was their royal city.

"Soldiers of the Empire!"

Ryan shouted loudly, and tens of thousands of soldiers of the Light Judgment Legion behind him stepped forward in unison. They raised their heads proudly. No matter what their identities were, they were now in the kingdom, outside the empire, so as citizens of the empire they could be proud. "Hail to the honorable Emperor Flor!"

"The glory of the empire will drown all enemies."

"The great and immortal light will burn all hypocrites."

Ryan's eyes fell on the nobles standing in Adams' position in his own army.

"You also stand down."

The nobles lowered their heads and gritted their teeth to command their armies to retreat. At the same time, the Legion of Light's Judgment moved forward and approached the Legion of the Guardians.

Rumble!
Thunder roared and flashed in the sky. This time it was not Rose's power, but the real boiling of the heavens. Dark clouds were gathering and thunder was bursting.

"attack!"

The nobles' army kept retreating, and the center of the battlefield gradually gave up a wide view. Corpses stood between the Empire and the Church, but at this moment they were trampled. The warhorse under Ryan charged forward mercilessly, and tens of thousands of the Legion of Light Judgment behind him were also moving forward.

Cloaks fluttered in the late night as the nobles watched in horror as the Empire's army charged towards the Guardian Corps. They had never imagined that when they were about to deal with the orcs, Ryan would launch an attack on the Vatican.

"The dawn is but fleeting, but the light is eternal."

Ryan charged forward, and his armored warhorse knocked down the believer soldiers in front of him. The soldiers flew high and jumped heavily. His eyes turned snow-white, and he stood up after being filled with holy light.

"I want to see if the blessing you have is immortality!"

Ryan drew out the lance on his horse and lifted up the believer soldier who was rushing over. The next moment, the lance was retracted and he grabbed the opponent's neck tightly.

The believer soldiers were very strong. They hit Ryan's arms and waved their daggers, but they were unable to break Ryan's defense while he was wearing mithril armor.

"You guys, are you really immortal?"

As Ryan spoke, bright red flames burned on his arms. The flames spread to the bodies of the Dawn believers' soldiers. Soon, screams of pain spread across the battlefield. Ryan threw the burning soldier away and sneered.

"It seems that he can't be killed."

The moment he finished speaking, he urged his horse to charge towards the densely packed religious corps in front of him.

The powerful golden knight, Master Ryan, was quickly surrounded, but just as quickly, the Dawn believers around him flew back in all directions.

"The Holy See? You have ruled this land for too long!"

"Morning is a holy mountain, and from now on, Flor will also be a holy mountain!"

kill!

The legionnaires behind her had already rushed forward, with Bogold leading the way, extremely excited. She had not expected that the war was not over yet and she still had a long way to go.

No matter what great being you serve, you are an enemy in the eyes of Bilki's people, and you can be killed without mercy.

A huge number of legion soldiers pressed towards the believers of the Crusader Legion. In fact, compared with the war with orcs, the human army is more suitable for fighting with enemies who are also humans.

The soldiers of the Skitarii Corps are quite strong, but their weapons can hardly tear through the defenses of the Imperial soldiers from any angle. Their strength can be resisted, and they are not as heavy as the Warthog Orc Warriors, who would be forced to kneel down by a single punch.

Their speed and reaction time were comparable to those of the Empire's soldiers, but they were a little bit behind.

That is the consciousness of fighting. They are not pure military soldiers, but on the other hand, every soldier on the Empire's side is a veteran, and many of them have even experienced a war career as long as two or three years.

They know when to attack, when to defend, when to advance, when to retreat, and when and how much force to use.

This is what a soldier should have, and the Guardian Corps of the Church of Dawn lacks all of these.

Of course, they also have their own advantages, that is, Shengyu's body.

Even if they were knocked away by their horses, they would not die. They would regain their fighting capacity at a huge cost. Such enemies were a huge sensory deterrent to the empire's army.

Because they would be afraid, but the belief in Dawn prevented these soldiers of the Crusade Legion from being afraid.

"For the glory of my Lord!"

"Destroy the Imperials in front of us!"

One bishop was angry, and the snow-white holy light in his hand turned into a fierce divine attack, but it was blocked by the Sky Knight the next moment. Lord Hora faced the bishop personally. The legion sent by the North Wind Province would not be without powerful extraordinary beings.

One by one, the Sky Knights attacked the priests and missionaries of the Holy See. If they were killed, a lot of the Holy Healing on the Guardian Corps would disappear.

"Reverend Soto is dead. How powerful can the Holy Light of your faith be?"

Ryan shouted loudly, sweeping his lance, throwing away the surrounding Vatican soldiers, and then piercing one of them with the lance. The flames brought by the Fire Dragon Knight's breathing method burned his body, and even with the holy healing, he could not recover.

The screams of pain would also shake these believers. Ryan was right. With the death of Pastor Soto, the combat effectiveness of this crusade army had disappeared by at least 30%.

After experiencing the initial panic, the Legion of Light's Judgment gradually adapted to these seemingly immortal enemies.

"Off with their heads!"

The one roaring in the legion was Michaela. He saw that the headless soldiers of the Crusader Legion never got up again, so he alerted the people around him.

"Hahahaha! So you guys are going to die too!"

"I thought you were like the skeletons of the necromancer master, you would bite people even if you only had a head!"

An inappropriate smile appeared in the legion. Ryan didn't know how this man sneaked into the Legion of Light Judgment of the North Wind Province. After all, his control over this legion was not so absolute.

But he knew that the other party was probably not from the North Wind Province, because the North Wind Province had only experienced a war of the undead once, but the undead on that occasion were steel dragons that were sent to help the alchemist, and were not pure enough.

Seeing the hope of defeating the enemy, the soldiers regained their desire to fight. After all, these soldiers of the Crusader Legion were weaker than them. Their weapons and shields were inferior to their own. As long as they were restrained and their heads were chopped off, they would die.

The war began to turn to the Empire's Legion of Light. With the continuous fighting, the number of believer soldiers wearing snow-white robes on the battlefield of the royal city became fewer and fewer.

The sky is no longer so dark, but the war is no longer so intense.

"It seems that you are no longer able to do it."

Ryan swung his lance and smashed towards a Dawn Knight, who was also a Golden Knight, but was smashed away by Ryan's power. He looked at Ryan in shock, unable to believe that the noble in front of him had such terrible power.

He was frightened, but Ryan had already rushed forward, and his horse Winter lowered its head to avoid the knight's sword. Then Ryan's palm tightly grasped the sharp knight's sword.

Of course, he couldn't do it with his flesh and blood, but he was wearing expensive mithril armor.

The enormous force made the Golden Knight unable to move, and looking at the lance that was in full support, he had no time to dodge.

The lance pierced through the hard armor, and was unstoppable in the face of the snow-white holy blood and energy of the Dawn Knight. It was like the ramming of a ship breaking through the waves, tearing open the knight's extraordinary defense and piercing through the opponent's chest.

These knights don't have any holy healing, and it will consume their vitality after all, and it's too late for him.

After shaking off the corpse on the lance, Ryan was about to continue killing when he suddenly felt an extremely furious force coming from afar. It was a beam of pure white light. Cardinal Raymond actually freed his hands and tried to penetrate the imperial legion.

"Farrell!!!"

Ryan reacted and roared in shock and anger. He drew out his knight's sword, turned around and threw it at the leader of the Violent Elephant Legion who subconsciously turned around when he heard his name in the distance.

The long sword was like an arrow, cutting across the sky. It was so fast that Farrell instinctively doubted how Ryan, the Golden Knight, could make the sword so fast.

boom! ! ! !

The light of divine magic descended, and Farrell received Ryan's sword at this moment.

The moment the sword entered his hand, it cut through his muscles and blood flowed out, while Farrell's eyes were bright and terrifying.

On Ryan's panel, the divinity was once again reduced to dusk.

(End of this chapter)