Knight Lord: Start with Daily Intelligence.

Chapter 387 Slaying the Dragon Today! Mountains Collapse and Rivers Reverse – The Might of the Four Divine Generals!

Under the baptism of artillery fire, the Blue Mirror Territory's army was under immense pressure. With reinforcements unable to reach the front lines and the Sons of Mannan suffering heavy losses, the knights and armed squires on the front lines could only defend their positions with their own flesh and blood, resisting the relentless onslaught of the Black Forest Territory's army.

The reason why Baron Grant and the high command of Blue Mirror Territory are still holding on is that they are waiting for the Black Forest Territory army to be fully committed so that they can wipe them out in one fell swoop.

However, the commanders and generals of the Black Forest Territory were all perfect Sun Goddess Knights, always maintaining a calm mind. As long as the vanguard could gain the upper hand, they would not recklessly throw the entire army into the fray for a meat grinder.

This is an essential quality of a qualified general: he must divide his army into combat units and garrison units, always keeping a usable force outside the battlefield to deal with any unforeseen circumstances.

Amidst the roar of cannon fire, Baron Grant's face went from deathly pale to ashen, and finally to utter ashen. His son, Mannan, on whom he had placed such high hopes, had not only failed to turn the tide of the battle, but had become a sitting duck under the enemy's precise and terrifying firepower! The chaos they created even indirectly helped the Blacksin Territory clear some of the garrison's obstacles within the city!

"My lord! We can't hold on any longer! The city gates... the city gates won't last much longer!" A blood-soaked officer scrambled to Grant's side, his helmet long gone, his face covered in blood and despair. "We have to use that! Now! Otherwise, it's all over!"

Claude charged forward again, his sword blade bent, his armor riddled with dents and cracks, roaring, "Baron! There's no time to hesitate! The target is on the cliff! They're watching us perish from there! Use 'Wrath of the Sea God'! Otherwise, Stromgarde will fall today!"

Baron Grant abruptly closed his eyes, his chest heaving violently. Was his carefully prepared ultimate trump card, intended for assassinating the enemy commander or a general, really going to be wasted against ordinary soldiers and… artillery positions? A tremendous sense of resentment gnawed at his heart like a venomous snake. But the heavy, hellish thuds coming from the city gates below, along with the ever-approaching shouts of battle, shattered his last shred of hope.

"Enough!" Baron Grant's eyes snapped open, his gaze filled with a frenzied resolve and a desperate ruthlessness. "Mannan bears witness! Let the blasphemers taste the true wrath of the deep! Activate 'Wrath of the Sea God'! Target—the cliff camp! Bomb those damned dwarven forts, along with that arrogant lord, off the cliff!"

Deep within the main fortress of Stromgarde, in a secluded fortification reinforced with heavy rock and enchanted metal, several Mann'nan fanatics, clad in distinctive deep-sea priestly robes and bearing features such as gills and scales (clearly the consequence of excessive sacrifice or contact with forbidden powers), received their orders.

A fanatical and sacrificial devotion appeared on their faces as they began to chant wildly around a distorted patch of seawater and a blood-red, leech-like creature. Under this obscure and frenzied chant, the seawater instantly boiled, and the already rotting leeches seemed to writhe as if alive, emitting a strong, salty, and putrid stench.

Deeply embedded in the mountain beneath this seawater pool, it is connected to the rushing Brienne River via an underground waterway.

The reason why Stromgarde's surface buildings were not tall enough for the dwarves and Yurik's knights to take it down in one fell swoop was primarily because the Blue Mirror Clan had expended too much energy on this underground altar. They had hollowed out the underground mountains and dug underground waterways to connect the seawater and abyssal leeches above the altar with the Brienne River.

This is their ultimate weapon against the Black Forest Lord!

As the priests' shrill chants reached their climax, the river water was being frantically drawn, compressed, and poured into the altar and the twisted, abyssal leeches by some force.

On the monster's body, a highly condensed, compressed, deep blue water sphere radiating terrifying energy was rapidly forming. It wasn't ordinary water, but a liquid energy blast imbued with the high pressure, corrosive properties of the deep sea, and the raging power of Mann's divine might! The air around it was distorted by the extreme concentration of energy, emitting a hissing sound as if space itself was being corroded.

At that very moment, Su Li, Hilder, and the others, who were intently watching Stromgarde from the cliff edge, especially the direction of the Temple of Mannnan, simultaneously sensed a terrifying energy fluctuation, seemingly emanating from the depths of the main fortress, erupting with chilling force. Su Li's extraordinary perception detected this deadly threat!

Hilde's pupils contracted sharply. Today, being closer to Stromgarde Fortress, her perception of divine power was even clearer. She immediately gripped her rare-grade longsword, on high alert, and said, "That terrifying wave of divine grace again! This divine power is too strong! Incredibly strong. How can Blue Mirror Territory possess such power?"

Demst almost cried: "What's going on? Since I joined the territory, I've hardly seen any ordinary battles. Compared to this, the battles with the Crouching Spider and the Fear Beast are easy."

Orstein gripped his warhammer tightly, his brow furrowed, his gaze fixed on the Mannan Temple below, which was on the verge of exploding with blue divine grace: "It seems that Baron Grant's tireless digging in Blue Mirror Lake over the years has indeed unearthed something remarkable."

Dietrich has already quietly begun activating the religious icon. His strength is entirely due to the lord's favor, without any effort on his own. The lord even gave him the mythical material, the Tear of Sharya. Now it's time for him to repay the favor!

Su Li raised an eyebrow: "The Blue Mirror Territory must have its own unique strengths to be able to establish itself in the border princely territory. Even if it can't compare to our Black Forest Territory, it shouldn't be underestimated. I just don't know what they've dug out of Blue Mirror Lake all these years to cause such a strong divine grace fluctuation."

Rong En, serving as the territory's religious advisor, stood beside Su Li. He frowned and said, "Before the war, I studied the Mannan faith for a long time. This god is both righteous and evil. Among his followers, the Mannan Whippers are quite fanatical. They will stab themselves with sea urchins and then rub salt into their wounds. These corrupted followers will think that Mannan is a kind of dark god."

"Another piece of evidence supporting their view is that a university professor in the Empire who drowned on the fifth floor believed that the Mannan faith devoured other things such as river gods, ocean giants, and other sea gods to develop into what it is today."

Huh? Mannan also devoured other river gods and ocean giants?
This was the first time Su Li had heard of this information. If that was the case, it would explain why the other party's divine power fluctuations were so strong.

Could it be that the other party dug up a part of the remains of a river god or lake god in Blue Mirror Lake?
While Su Li was on high alert, the ceremony inside the Mannan Temple had been completely completed.

"For the glory of Mannana! Unleash the Wrath of the Sea God!" the high priest shrieked, plunging his staff, inlaid with a huge pearl, into the core of the altar's rune.

“Buzz——!!!”

A deep, resonant hum, so powerful it could stop your heart and send shivers down your spine, rang out. It wasn't an explosion, but a terrifying resonance created by the instantaneous tearing and compression of space by a massive amount of energy. Immediately afterward, a torrent of deep blue energy, over a meter in diameter, silently yet with the destructive force to annihilate everything, erupted from the distorted seawater of the altar!

It lacked the whistling sound of ordinary artillery shells, yet its speed surpassed the limits of visual perception. Wherever it passed, the air was instantly ionized, leaving a brief but blindingly dark blue trail. Its target was the core of the artillery position in the cliffside military camp, and Su Li standing there!
"Not good!" Su Li's pupils contracted sharply, and a chilling coldness instantly swept through his body. He didn't even have time to think about what it was; his body's instincts and his intuition for danger had already made him react.

"Get out of the way!" he roared, his voice booming like thunder over the cliffside military camp.

At the same time, the deep blue beam of destruction had already crossed a distance of only a few hundred meters, like a giant spear from the deep sea tearing the sky, and slammed into the artillery position area of ​​the cliff military camp!
Boom——! ! !
This time, it was a deafening roar! A hundred times more powerful than the dwarven cannons!
The dwarves' prized fortified artillery emplacements were instantly vaporized and annihilated like paper toys before the torrent of divine energy from the deep sea! A cannon and two mortars, along with the dwarven gunners around them, turned to dust the instant the eerie blue light touched them, without even a chance to scream!

A terrifying energy shockwave spread wildly in a ring outwards. Thick layers of the hard rock cliffs were easily scraped away like tofu, and debris rained down on the battlefield and the Brienne River below. At the epicenter of the explosion, a massive crater formed, its edges flowing with molten rock and a ghostly blue corrosive energy!

The violent tremors caused the entire cliffside camp to shake and groan, as if it were about to collapse at any moment. The surviving dwarves and air cavalry knights were thrown into the air by the shockwave and crashed heavily to the ground, bleeding from their ears and noses, and dizzy.

Because of his slightly greater distance and quicker reaction, Doglin was slammed behind a boulder by the blast wave. Although he coughed up blood and dropped his battle axe, he miraculously survived. His pupils dilated in shock as he stared in disbelief at the ruins of the old fortress. The site was now a scene of utter devastation, with cannons and ammunition shattered into pieces, and fallen dwarves and knights groaning in pain as they clutched their wounds.

The core target of this destructive beam of light was precisely the spot where Su Li had just been standing!

In the nick of time, Su Li's figure had already vanished from the spot. Hilde displayed superhuman speed, rushing towards him as if teleporting, and carrying him along as they sped to the side.

However, the range and power of "Wrath of the Sea God" were simply too terrifying. The destructive edge of the azure energy still clung to her like a persistent leech!

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The Chosen Armor blessed by the Church of the Sun on Hilde's body emitted a piercing sound, like being corroded by strong acid, the moment it came into contact with the deep blue energy! The sturdy armor plates became dull and lost their luster at a visible speed, and even began to soften and dissolve! A cold, heavy, corrosive energy carrying the pressure of the endless deep sea was constantly eroding the Chosen Runes on her armor.

However, all of this is not the most terrifying thing!

Most terrifyingly, when the destructive, deep blue beam of light from "Wrath of the Sea God" tore through the cliff, leaving behind a horrifying crater of lava and corrosion, the entire battlefield seemed to be paused. The smoke, screams, and clanging metal were all drowned out by a deeper, more primal fear. Because beneath the cliff face, brutally severed by the divine cannon, lay not exposed rock or rushing water, but…flesh and blood!
Rumble, rumble—! ! !
Accompanied by a deafening roar, as if continental plates were tearing apart, a colossal and despair-inducing figure slowly and irresistibly rose from the severed cliff face!

Everyone on the shore stared wide-eyed, took a deep breath, and looked at the enormous creature that Mannan had thrown down—the vampire sea dragon!

It truly lived up to its name! Its body, over 500 meters long, rose from the riverbed like a mountain that had been forcibly stretched and twisted! At a height of over 300 meters, its ferocious head easily towered over the ruins of the cliffside military camp and even looked down upon the main fortress of Jiliubao! The massive amount of river water it stirred up as it moved cascaded down its body like a waterfall, forming countless turbid, blood-red streams.

The main body of it consisted of a massive sea dragon skeleton, long since dulled and now a decaying, dark gray. But this skeleton wasn't the supporting structure; it was more like a gigantic, twisted scaffold. What truly gave it "life" and its terrifying form were countless, layered, abyssal leeches—leeches that clung to, coiled around, and even burrowed deep into the crevices of the skeleton! Each leech was as thick as a siege engine log, ranging from tens of meters in length. Their dark red, almost black bodies were covered in slippery mucus and bony plates that gleamed with a cold, metallic light. Their enormous, spiral-toothed suckers, like eyes in the abyss, greedily sucked the remaining, corrupted essence of Mannan's divine power from within the sea dragon's skeleton, emitting a sickening, wet sucking sound. The writhing of countless leeches made the entire sea dragon corpse look like a breathing, writhing mountain composed of living flesh and decaying bones!

The colossal scabbard is the core "crown" of this blasphemous creation. Two eerie blue flames of soul fire, formed from countless tiny leeches, burn within the hollow eye sockets—an extension of Mannan's raging will. The once majestic horns have long since broken and decayed, replaced by several exceptionally thick, giant abyssal leeches with evolved sharp bone blades on their heads. These leeches writhe wildly around the skull like twisted tentacles, serving as both weapons and sensory organs. The massive dragon jaws are forcibly pried open, revealing no tongue, only a pulsating "flesh and blood winnowing basket" formed by hundreds of smaller leeches intertwined, ready to spew or devour at any moment.

The long tailbone was covered with layers upon layers of leeches, resembling living chainmail. At the end of the tail, instead of the usual tail fin, were dozens of giant leeches with huge bony spikes or sharp bony blades at the ends. They were like a living whip, each swing accompanied by a deafening roar that could sweep away hills and destroy city walls!
Its very existence was frantically drawing courage from every life on the battlefield. Whether warriors of Black Forest Territory or remnants of Blue Mirror Territory, all felt a tremor from the depths of their souls before this blasphemous creation. Even the fanatical Yurik berserkers wavered slightly in their battle cries.

This living calamity, forcibly powered by the divine strength of Manan and fueled by the remains of an ancient sea dragon and the flesh and blood of countless abyssal leeches, became the new and undisputed focus of the battlefield. Its hollow, burning, eerie blue eye sockets scanned the chaotic battlefield, and finally, its "mouthparts," formed from the entanglement of countless leeches, slowly opened, locking onto the figure on the cliff ruins—Su Li—who had just narrowly escaped the edge of the "Wrath of the Sea God."

A non-human roar, a mixture of the wails of the sea dragon's soul and the hissing of millions of leeches, tore through the sky above the battlefield, announcing the arrival of ultimate destruction!
Su Li stared in awe at the monster: "Is this the ancient relic that Baron Grant dug out from the ancient ruins at the bottom of Blue Mirror Lake?"

The four chosen knights immediately activated their divine general status, their over 30-meter-tall divine general bodies shining with divine grace, and their powerful armor radiating brilliance in all directions!

As the saying goes, "He who holds a sharp blade will naturally have the will to kill."
Even facing this colossal creature in the deep sea, Su Li showed no fear. He flipped and leaped onto the nearly 50-meter-long green dragon, Ariria, then gripped his warhammer, pointed it into the void ahead, and shouted, "All troops, attack! Crush this monster!"

"Yes, my lord!" The four chosen knights roared in unison, unleashing the divine grace that had already filled their bodies.

In an instant, four dazzling beams of light shot into the sky from the cliff ruins, tearing away the gloom that had enveloped the battlefield due to the appearance of the sea dragon!

The next moment, four figures leaped up and rushed towards the monster! The radiance of divine grace burned fiercely on their huge bodies, like stars falling to earth, bravely and fearlessly crashing into the behemoth created by Namanan.

The most ferocious attack came from Hilder. His divine body was enveloped in the brilliant light of the sun, and the 40-meter-long blazing greatsword in his hand dragged out dozens of meters of scorching flames, like the light of dawn splitting through chaos, and slashed straight at the thick forelimb joints that supported the sea dragon's body!

"The monster turned to ashes under the scorching sun!"

The sword light slashed down!

*Whoosh—Boom!*

The power of the blazing sun clashed violently with the energy of the deep sea, erupting in blinding white light and thick, foul-smelling steam! The sword's edge embedded itself deeply into the joints of the "flesh and blood" formed by countless giant leeches, the tough leech plates being scorched and melted by the high temperature, emitting a teeth-grinding cracking sound. Deep blue, almost black, foul blood gushed out like a burst dam, carrying a strong corrosive effect, pouring onto Hilder's divine armor, sizzling and causing the divine grace flames to fluctuate violently.

The enormous impact caused the sea dragon's mountain-like forelimbs to suddenly sink, and its entire massive body tilted!

Just as the sea dragon lost its balance due to Hilder's strike, Lion King Orstein arrived! His powerful divine body leaped high into the air, his hands gripping the giant warhammer forged from the head of a chimera dragon. The hammerhead was imbued with boundless divine grace, and with immense force, he slammed it down on the sea dragon's relatively vulnerable chest and abdomen, exposed by its tilt!
"In Violet's name! Crush, monster!"

The warhammer fell, like a meteorite crashing into the earth!
Thump—! ! !
An unimaginable, muffled roar erupted! The entire ruins of the cliffside military camp, along with the surrounding mountains, trembled violently! The ground around the point of impact instantly collapsed and cracked, forming a massive spiderweb-like fissure nearly a hundred meters in diameter!

The vampire sea dragon's massive body was blasted backward by this pure force, its hundreds-of-meters-long body creating towering waves! The "armor" on its chest and abdomen, made of bones and leeches, was visibly dented and shattered, countless leeches were shaken into a pulp, and rotten bone fragments mixed with foul blood rained down like a storm.

The Brienne River was churned by this terrifying force, forming a huge whirlpool. The water near the banks was even briefly pushed back, exposing the muddy riverbed!
The sea dragon, severely wounded, roared even more violently. Its tail, a "whip" made of bone-bladed leeches, lashed out with a tearing sound, like dozens of living siege spears, striking Orstein, who had just landed, from an incredible angle. At the same time, its head twisted, and its mouthparts, a "flesh and blood winnowing basket" made of countless tiny leeches, opened, spewing a highly concentrated, destructive, deep blue corrosive breath straight at Hilder in the air!

"Don't even think about it!" roared Mor's Black Guardian, God-Chosen Demst. His divine body was shrouded in a flowing, deep black mist that seemed to absorb light. Countless ravens, formed from divine grace, circled around him, emitting piercing cawing, creating a black storm that blotted out the sky, fearlessly crashing into the lashing bone whip!
Puff puff puff puff——!
The flock of ravens collided with the bone blades, instantly exploding into a dense black mist. This mist, seemingly alive, coiled around and corroded the bone blades and the leeches on them, emitting a sizzling, corrosive sound, greatly slowing and weakening the whip's power. Although several bone blades still broke through the raven storm's obsidian-like body, striking Demst's body with blinding sparks and dull thuds, they only left deep dents and scratches, failing to penetrate it! Demst, like the most solid reef, withstood this terrifying blow, enough to flatten hills, only retreating nearly a hundred meters, his two thick thighs leaving two deep furrows in the valley.

At the same time, Dietrich's holy light descended! He held the religious icon high, and the gentle yet resilient golden light protected Hilde and Durmst like a tender hand.

[Divine Spell: Touch of Mercy]!
The divine spell used in the God General state truly filled the battlefield with divine grace, so intensely that everyone seemed to hear the praises and music from the sanctuary and heaven.

A gentle, golden hand seemed to have descended upon the knights, who were filled with terror and despair, as if Sharya herself had come down to earth.

Even when facing this colossal, mountain-like creature, it can heal the wounds inflicted by swords on the knight's body and provide comfort and strength to the one who touches it.

All the knights were instantly filled with a surge of pride, their hearts filled with the ambition to conquer all—it was just a 500-meter-long serpent, wasn't it? In terms of combat power, it was only comparable to a sky titan. If ogres could exterminate such behemoths, then today, human knights could slay dragons too!

The gods are going to hunt giant beasts today!

The perfect coordination of the four divine generals drove the vampire sea dragon into a frenzy. Its over 500-meter-long body writhed wildly, each tail whip, each stomp, and each breath carrying earth-shattering power!
Boom! The sea dragon's massive tail slammed into the riverbank, shattering the earth like a fragile biscuit! A large chunk of the Brienne River's bank was ripped away, and raging, turbid waters carrying mud, sand, and gravel surged onto the battlefield, instantly engulfing the soldiers on both sides who couldn't retreat in time! The river was forced to change course, forming a temporary, blood-red lake!

Thump! Erstein once again clashed head-on with the sea dragon's head. The shockwave from the collision of the warhammer and the dragon horn leech swept out, completely leveling the remaining dwarven fortifications on the cliff ruins. Countless boulders rolled down the cliff and crashed into the river, splashing up huge waves tens of meters high!

With a hiss, Hilder's sword light crisscrossed, leaving deep, scorching wounds on the sea dragon's massive body. Each strike was accompanied by large chunks of charred, melted leech flesh falling to the ground, like a filthy rain of blood and flesh, corroding the earth and raising thick, foul-smelling smoke.

Demst, like an immortal bulwark, bore the brunt of the attacks. The flock of ravens surrounding him sometimes transformed into storms to slow down the enemy, and sometimes coalesced into sturdy arm armor to parry heavy blows. The dents on his divine body multiplied, and the black mist thinned, but the gaze hidden beneath his helmet remained as firm as iron.

Dietrich's holy light was like a life-giving fountain on the battlefield. Golden rays continuously showered upon his comrades, repairing their corroded armor, healing their internal injuries, and dispelling the invading blasphemous power.

Eliria used her surging Giron magic to create giant thorny vines, which wrapped around the sea dragon's injured joints, restricting its movement.

The entire battlefield resembled the end of the world. Cliffs were collapsing, rivers were changing course, and the earth was groaning. Four mountain-like divine generals clashed with an even larger, flesh-and-skeletal behemoth amidst the shattered landscape in the most primal and violent manner.

Every clash caused the earth to tremble, every roar tore through the clouds. The radiance of divine grace and the deep blue of the ocean intertwined and annihilated fiercely on the battlefield, amidst the smoke and blood, pushing the cruelty of this mortal war to a mythical peak! The scales of victory and defeat swayed violently with each earth-shattering collision.

(End of this chapter)