"All gods will bow to humanity or perish before ." Aenar I Targaryen, God Emperor of the Empire of Mankind.
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Jai didn't expect Moqorro to actually attack him at that mont, by the ti he realized what was happening, the flas were already burning his face fiercely, including his eyes. Without eyes, he could only use his other senses to fight, but in the midst of hundreds of thousands of n fighting, sll, touch and hearing were extrely chaotic.
Taking a step back, blind Jai tried to locate himself, but it was useless, he was in the middle of hundreds of thousands of people, it was impossible to use his other senses at this point.
Just as Jai was desperately trying to locate himself, Sigismund and Kinvara arrived in front of him.
"Good work, Moqorro." Kinvara spoke with a cold smile, the black dagger seed to tremble, as if he was anxious about what was happening.
"My god has words for you, Heretic God." Kinvara said and didn't hesitate to plunge the blade into Jai's heart. Sinking the blade into his flesh, she continued speaking, saying the sa words that Aenar wanted to say to the God of the Seven Faces.
"This is punishnt for daring to intervene in this war, all the gods will bow to humanity."
The dagger began to glow, a crimson glow even more powerful than Aenar's blessing a mont ago manifested itself in the middle of the army. But instead of spreading out, the red light ford a pillar of light piercing the skies like a spear of light!!!
Both armies stopped fighting and watched the scene in complete shock.
Kinvara didn't care about the soldiers' reaction and just looked up, waiting to see the result of her king's conspiracy. It was the first ti she had actually attacked a god! There was thrill and excitent in her eyes, only her king was so bold to hurt a god when he was just a mortal!
The result of the conspiracy appeared before her, a gigantic being wearing a seven-colored tunic appeared in the sky. Others couldn't see it, but she could see it perfectly. At the heart of the gigantic being, a black dagger could be seen emanating a crimson light.
A groan of pain seed to echo in the void, before it quickly disappeared as if it had never existed in the first place.
Kinvara couldn't help but smile, her eyes showing nothing but pure fanaticism. The king had done it! He had seriously wounded a god!
The obsidian dagger was a sacrificial tool used by the Dragonlords when they wanted to sacrifice slaves to the Dragon Gods. According to the king, he had just changed the dagger's purpose a little and made a few adjustnts.
This gave rise to a weapon embedded with a gigantic amount of energy from the Warp, such energy, which was extrely lethal if not used correctly, was transford into a weapon truly capable of wounding a god.
Of course, such was the assumption before, now Kinvara was sure that the king had created a weapon capable of wounding a deity!
The God of the Seven Faces, in a dinsion no mortal had ever set foot in, looked at the dagger in his chest with a shocked, horrified look of pure terror.
How many years had he not felt the shadow of death? The last ti was almost three hundred years ago, when the Dragon God of Death, Balerion had gone mad with the destruction of Valiria and killed countless gods. If it hadn't been for his quick thinking, he might have been just another of the gods killed by Balerion's madness.
However, he felt the sa feeling, an intense cold capable of killing him! The most horrible thing was that the energy inside the dagger was constantly trying to devour his divine energy and pollute him. Even now, the God of the Seven Faces began to hear whispers full of seduction, temptation and charm.
"Damn cattle, how dare you threaten ." The words ca out of his lips like a snarl as his eyes traveled infinite distances and fell on the young man with white-gold hair and purple eyes.
At that mont, the young man raised his wine glass towards him, a smile on his lips. That smile only infuriated the God of the Seven Faces even more.
Just as he was about to personally descend into the human world, possessing the body of a human, he stopped.
A gigantic figure wearing a long red robe appeared before him, just like his robe, his hair and eyes were red.
"R'hllor." The God of the Seven Faces showed a touch of fear in front of the extrely old deity.
"Get out of my way." R'hllor gave the God of the Seven Faces no respect and simply ordered with a warm tone, like a gentle fla.
The God of the Seven Faces certainly knew that there was no gentleness in his voice, only an incredible murderous feeling in it.
Snorting coldly, the God of the Seven Faces said nothing and disappeared without even trying to fight. Not that he was afraid of R'hllor, but gods don't usually fight each other. The consumption of divine power used in a battle was gigantic, only old gods like R'hllor and the Great Other dared to use so much divine power.
Besides, with his injury, the God of the Seven Faces knew that the most important thing was to quickly get rid of the Warp's corruption. He knew exactly what fate awaited him if he let the corruption corrupt his soul.
He would beco a Warp Demon.
R'hllor no longer cared about the God of the Seven Faces and looked at Aenar calmly sipping wine. As if noticing his gaze, the boy looked at him with cold purple eyes.
"I'm waiting for your plans to co to fruition, Aenar." R'hllor comnted with a warm and gentle tone, totally different from the tone he used with the God of the Seven Faces.
"I'm really looking forward to the future you're planning." He spoke before focusing on the huge figure that appeared on the horizon.
A giant being wearing ice armor and carrying a battle axe. He had blue skin, eyes and hair. From a distance he looked like a frost giant, but it wasn't the cold that surrounded his figure, but the aura of death and decay.
"Great Other." R'hllor spoke with a cold tone and with a wave of his hand, a golden spear appeared in his hand.
R'hllor was not surprised by the arrival of his old enemy, both of whom had been fighting for hundreds of thousands of years.
Aenar, who was still in the Valley, looked at the scene with a cold gaze. The battle of the gods might be sothing that few had the pleasure of seeing, but he saw it every day. There was nothing that surprised him about the fight.
However, rembering the previous events, Aenar couldn't help but show a look of regret. It was part of the plan to force the God of the Seven Faces down into the world possessing a mortal body, but the plan failed with R'hllor's ddling.
Putting away the obsidian dagger, Aenar smiled. Despite the plan's failure, he finally had a way of dealing with the gods. A weapon capable of harming divine beings.
This was just the first step towards the rise of the Empire of Mankind. Humans didn't need gods.
Aenar was enough for humanity to worship.
"Submission or death, there is no other choice for the gods..." Aenar murmured with a glint in his eye. "Humanity will rise up under the bodies of his murderers."
"The show will begin." Aenar glanced at the figure sneaking into Eyrie's castle. A playful look appeared on Aenar's face. He felt rather pleased at the arrival of the play's lead actor, coming at such an opportune mont.
Returning to the battlefield at Harrenhal, Jai, who had suffered even more, let out a loud roar. "Fall back to the castle."
Jai's voice rang out across the battlefield. At that mont, he just wanted to retreat in order to get organized and fight again another day. However, he was expecting resistance from Kinvara and Sigismund, but to his surprise, even when the army gradually retreated, the enemy army didn't attack.
"The second part of the plan." Kinvara whispered to Sigismund, who just nodded.
"Break people's faith and let them believe that our king is the ssiah who will save humanity from the wars of death." Kinvara smiled and spoke in a gentle tone, she watched the enemy army retreat and didn't seem worried.
Jai would die, the man just didn't know when. But he couldn't die now, at least not at this mont, when he was serving as a bridge to the God of the Seven Faces.
However, Jai's death will still happen on this battlefield. As they had said before, Jai will not leave Harrenhal alive.
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