The bombardnt continued.
Second round, third round, fourth round... Countless magic bombs kept being thrown out, countless knights fell. As the core of this miracle, Raging Horn was different from others—he had extra resurrection chances!
He could resurrect three tis!
After the fifth round of bombardnt, the minotaur knight regint was almost completely exhausted, but Raging Horn still charged madly. Two resurrections had made him completely transform toward non-human.
Originally resembling a burly, robust human except for his head, he now had six arms, massive horns on his head, scales all over his body, and tails five ters long swaying behind him, actually swatting away magic bombs...
Perhaps stimulated by the God of War miracle, those beastn from behind who had no discipline whatsoever had now broken through the ’minefield’ and begun charging toward Twilight City. They knew no pain, no fatigue, no fear as they charged continuously...
Gradually, all magic bombs in the ’minefield’ had been triggered. Distant explosions began slowly subsiding, but catapult bombardnt didn’t stop, still rapidly weakening enemies charging toward them.
Soldiers on Twilight City’s walls watched these mad soldiers, watched Raging Horn riding his red war giant bull, charging at the front, already non-human. So finally couldn’t help but start trembling.
Lucina’s expression was grave: "All gunn ready, archers ready—aim at the minotaur leader... attack!"
The mont the command was given, nearly a thousand rays and hundreds of arrows carrying magic bombs almost simultaneously glowed with radiance, accompanied by sharp whistles tearing through air, bombarding Raging Horn’s massive non-human body!
No matter how mad Raging Horn was, no matter how non-human, he was still just a high-level knight—how could he possibly withstand such attacks?!
Countless rays and magic bombs bombarded him almost simultaneously, instantly tearing him to pieces.
His last resurrection chance took effect, making him even more fierce and terrifying, but without any movent, he was turned to ash again by residual power from the previous round of attacks. He didn’t even have ti to move before being eliminated!
"So what if you can resurrect?! So what if you can resurrect multiple tis?! No matter how formidable, as long as we focus fire, we can still send you away! The God of Technology’s miracle is truly invincible on the battlefield! Everyone, free fire—take down all invading enemies!"
Lucina’s excited shouts echoed on the city walls. Raging Horn’s disappearance greatly boosted the soldiers’ confidence. They even thought that this ti, they might create a miracle in war history—completely annihilating a hundred thousand enemies with zero casualties!
"Thank the God of Technology—you have granted us power!"
"Hahaha, the God of Technology will definitely guide us to victory!"
"What God of War miracle?! The God of Technology is truly invincible!"
"I finally understand—the power of technology! From today, I will beco the God of Technology’s most loyal believer!"
Soldiers’ shouts and gunfire wove together, forming a stirring battle symphony. Countless magic bombs kept being thrown out. So enemies who barely charged out of the bombardnt circle were also quickly precisely eliminated by archers, throwers, and gunn.
Countless beastn kept being slaughtered.
Streams of pure faith power kept gathering from the battlefield toward Ren...
At the very rear of the Teylir Emirates legion, the high priestess was already enveloped in a bloodlike, sacred, vast radiance. All priests surrounded the flas of war, mumbling. Suddenly, the high priestess seed to sense sothing and directly threw herself into those flas of war.
Instantly, the flas of war beca even more massive!
Powerful flas baked the surroundings. Even war beasts outside the tent felt terrifying heat, but other priests seed not to notice at all, following the high priestess and rushing into the flas.
Almost in an instant, the powerful flas of war consud them completely, leaving no trace.
At the sa ti, a long horn sound began echoing over the battlefield.
Battle cries and explosions kept ringing out, but in everyone’s ears, that horn sound was exceptionally clear. Gradually, a giant condensed in the sky—wearing plate armor, holding a long spear, riding a blazing horse. On that horse were also bow and arrow equipnt and a massive shield.
Before people could clearly see this ’giant,’ the beastn who’d just died on the battlefield, the minotaur knight regint that had been completely exhausted, all resurrected and charged again!
This ti’s Raging Horn was completely different from before.
Now he had three heads, six arms, eyes full of flas, muscles, tails, scales—everything had been greatly enhanced. He no longer showed any signs of being a living creature, seeming to have beco a pure killing machine!
"Damn?! What’s happening?!"
"What’s happening?!"
Lucina in Twilight City and Ren in the divine realm almost simultaneously voiced confusion.
"That’s a God of War phantom. Those beastn activated ultimate sacrifice." Betty seed to be seeing a God of War phantom for the first ti too, her tone very serious: "When the strongest believer in a group sacrifices themselves as an offering, they gain extraordinary ’miracles.’ Though still insufficient to make the god descend personally, this phantom can bring triple ’miracles’!"
"Triple miracles, huh." Ren’s gaze was sowhat deep, not knowing what he was thinking.
Horn sounds kept ringing between heaven and earth. Ghost-like Raging Horn led the minotaur knight regint just resurrected from hell in an even fiercer charge. Clouds seed torn apart by sothing as violent winds mixed with snow howled down. Even arrows shot by archers were blown away by the gale.
Every soldier felt bone-chilling cold.
Throughout the Teylir Emirates, whether on the battlefield or far behind, almost all God of War clerics began sitting cross-legged on the ground, chanting God of War prayers. Under so unknown power’s influence, their chanting was remarkably unified, as if in the sa place.
Mumbling, humming—all gathered in that giant’s body in an eerie wavelike pattern.
Even looking at the god’s phantom from a great distance was extrely dangerous for Dawn people.
Lucina sternly ordered: "Activate magic barriers! All low, mid, and high-level magicians—charge the war mage towers! Catapults, archers, gunn, throwers—continue attacking! Don’t stop! Whether or not you can hit targets, continue wide-area attacks!"
Magic bombs produced in the rear kept being transported by griffon ssengers. Facing such monsters, they had no ti to hesitate. Bombardnt—even if twisted by gales and hindered by blizzards, they had only one choice: continue bombardnt!
Unimaginably terrifying explosions kept erupting at the mountain pass, on the plains.
No one could see clearly how many magic bombs fell around them—just continuous thundering echoing between heaven and earth, even more terrifying than before.
Countless rocks and soil flew wildly. Flas kept rising. Beastn kept being torn apart, burned to ash, continuously resurrecting...
Watching more and more non-human enemy forces, fear in the walls’ soldiers kept climbing. Many still moved, but their hearts prayed continuously... Facing such terrifying scenes, perhaps only prayer could give them any peace.
"Everyone continue! I just confird—these beastn just have two extra resurrection chances. They only have three lives total! Keep attacking! Show these guys what the God of Technology ans! No one can withstand our firepower!"
If they could be killed... then there was nothing to fear!
With the God of Technology’s Magic Conductors, so what if they could resurrect a few more tis?!
They still couldn’t charge to the base of the walls, right?!
The soldiers seed greatly encouraged. Tens of thousands of magic bombs kept being fired out, like countless angry legendary magicians in the sky unleashing world-destroying forbidden magic. Everything visible had almost beco a sea of fire.
Countless beastn charged without knowing what death was. Countless magic bombs and rays poured down from the walls without knowing what money was...
Charging, flas, smoke, death... seed to beco the main the of the entire battlefield.
Outside the divine realm.
A giant looking identical to the one on the battlefield, only more solid, suddenly appeared. His eyes full of battle intent stared at the Goddess of Magic: "I can sense your aura. That war—you’re interfering?! You want to tear up our agreent?!"
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