Throne of the North.

Chapter 67 War
"Kill!!!"

"Kill them all!"

Shouts came from the city walls one after another. There were no such unexpected things on the battlefield. It was either life or death. The soldiers had no more choices but to do everything they could to kill the cultists who were climbing up.

Not far outside the Crucible City, Ultado stared at the battlefield ahead with his eyes wide open. Seeing that his soldiers were getting fewer and fewer, but they still couldn't climb up the city wall, he began to get anxious.

"This bunch of damned rubbish, they've eaten so much food, but they still can't attack the city wall. How can the nobles in the city be willing to spend so much money to train those peasants!"

For this war, he had already provided all the food for the believers to be well fed and watered, and he did not believe that the nobles of the Crucible City could do the same.

But the scene now is that no matter how he whips the believers, they can never reach the city wall.

Looking at the dazzling mithril color on the Furnace City, Ultado gritted his teeth.

"Damn the nobles, they actually have such a background! Charge, charge! Anyone who dares to retreat will be sacrificed!"

Someone nearby couldn't help but grit their teeth and make a suggestion.

"Your Holiness, please activate the blood of the abyss. If it is too late, we will not have enough soldiers."

When Ultado heard this, he gritted his teeth. He didn't want to come to this point, but the current situation didn't allow him to delay any further.

"You! Go up there yourself and tell them to rush up quickly."

"After triggering the blood of the abyss, they will not recognize their own relatives. If we can't make them go on a killing spree in the Crucible City, it will be our own people who will die."

Hurtado pointed at a person nearby. The latter had an ugly look on his face and wanted to refuse but saw Hurtado’s scarlet eyes.

After swallowing, he drew his sword and rushed towards the battlefield.

And at the original place, Hurtado sat cross-legged, and devoutly and fanatically took out a glass bottle from his arms. There was an eye with vertical pupils in the bottle.

"The most noble and powerful Dionysus, your loyal followers call for your attention and pray that you will grant your followers the power of immortality..."

In the sky, the bright sunshine was gradually stained with a layer of shadow. The eyes in front of Ultado floated above the sky, looking at the battlefield in the distance.

As he stared, Ryan also felt his scalp tingling, as if something was about to drill out from between his eyebrows, but the next moment, a stag's roar dispelled all the discomfort.

[Divinity: Blessing of the Deer Spirit]

Ryan was surprised that this divinity had such an effect.

The breath of the deer spirit dispelled the devil's will, but Ryan looked at the cultists and found that they were wailing on the spot, their skin turned black and blue, their arms became slender, their palms turned into monster claws, and their feet pierced through the straw sandals like wild beasts.

Their teeth became sharper, their roars sounded more like beasts than humans, and their bodies grew a lot taller. Suddenly, they looked like they were being looked down upon by the soldiers of the Crucible City.

"The followers of the abyss, the people of the devil."

With roars and growls, some monsters were killed by brave soldiers during the transformation process, but more abyss monsters had already completed the transformation completely. They were frantically fighting all living things around them. No matter whether they were human soldiers or fellow monsters, they were all enemies in their eyes.

"Drive them out!"

"Push down the city wall!" Ryan took the lead and rushed forward directly. The huge force slashed the monsters' bodies. The knight's sword directly split a monster into two halves, and then kicked the monster next to it off the city wall.

"Where's the spell!?"

Ryan turned his head and roared at some people. At this moment, the nobles who had made the decision in the Noble Council before also began to release spells. One spell after another was cast, either killing the abyss monsters or pushing them off the city wall.

Seeing this scene, the soldiers who were converted from slaves gradually lost their fear. They shouted loudly to hide their fear and rushed towards the abyss monster.

These monsters are stronger and more sturdy than the slave soldiers, but they are not to the point of being irresistible.

One by one, the abyss monsters were killed and pushed down, but more monsters were constantly climbing up under the city wall. After turning into monsters, they were even more flexible than when they were humans.

"Hahahaha! Your sanity isn't completely gone."

Ultado laughed and looked at the Crucible City cruelly. No one could stop the killing of the people of the Abyss.

But the next moment, his eyes widened and he saw that the gate of the Crucible City was actually opened at this moment.

Surrender? Impossible?
"charge!"

Following a roar that echoed throughout the battlefield, Ultado's eyes looked at the open city gate. A deafening noise came out from it, and then he saw a group of extremely powerful cavalrymen rushing out. The people of the abyss who originally wanted to rush into the city gate were knocked out by the charge of these cavalrymen. They fell to the ground and wailed a few times before being declared dead.

In just a moment, the followers of the abyss blocking the city gate were trampled and knocked away, and none of them survived.

Brand rushed out of the city with two hundred cavalrymen. Without any stop, he led the cavalrymen to kill the abyss monsters on both sides.

In front of him, no abyss monster could be his enemy. Even though some of them were extremely tall and seemed to be favored by the devil, they were still picked up by Brand's terrifying strength and keen insight, and then thrown out and smashed to the ground. Finally, they were trampled into meat paste by the iron hooves of the warhorses.

"kill!!!"

Just two hundred cavalrymen easily changed the situation of the battle. Thousands of cultists collapsed under this charge, and began to completely lose their minds and kill each other.

At this moment, Ryan finally understood why after the Pan-Dimensional War of Gods, the extraordinary legions became the protagonists of the war and the army composed of slaves became useless.

The gap is too big.

Specially trained war horses are full of vigorous energy and blood. Every soldier of the Extraordinary Legion is at least an apprentice knight. They have full-time training and stronger bodies than ordinary people. They even practice knight breathing methods to bring their condition to perfection.

In addition to the armor that is impenetrable to swords and spears, ordinary people cannot break the defense of these knights even if they have sharp weapons. Instead, they will be killed in the blink of an eye. How can they fight?

Well-trained serf soldiers can also rely on human lives to kill off several times the number of extraordinary soldiers, but if they can often avoid collapse before that, then the army can be said to be elite.

On the city wall, several particularly tall abyss monsters also appeared. If ordinary monsters were only about two meters tall, these ones would be about two and a half meters tall.

"You go and deal with them."

Ryan gave the order without even turning his head, and the Harringtons around him immediately rushed towards the abyss monsters.

The knight's sword fell and cut off the head of the abyss monster. Harrington turned his head and glanced at the frightened apprentice wizard with cold eyes under the knight's armor, then he returned to Ryan's side to guard him without looking back.

(End of this chapter)