In the early morning, a peaceful and quiet day began, the breeze swayed almost without a trace of waves, the bright sun slowly rose from the east, and the golden light shone the whole world from the east, slowly tearing away the black curtain that shrouded the earth, scattering the shadows and bringing light.

Just when all the soldiers were still enjoying this last leisure time, a loud bang shook the entire barracks, waking up all those who were still asleep, and the huge roar seemed to be like the sound of thunder and lightning in the sky hitting the earth!

"Boom ―――――――――――――――――――――――――――!!!!!!"

The originally quiet barracks suddenly became agitated, and countless soldiers who were waiting for the day hurriedly rushed out of the tents, clutched the long swords and javelins that they took out casually, and patrolled vigilantly like alarmed night cats, and the screams and panic arose, and the soldiers who were more determined quickly put on their armor and gathered towards the camp square with their weapons in hand, and the rude veterans shouted slogans loudly and gathered their acquaintances.

The whole commotion lasted for quite some time, and the nervous soldiers took refuge in all corners of the camp, clutching their weapons and shields in their hands, waiting in horror for the possible enemy. It wasn't until a relatively young soldier quietly stood up, as if he was stunned, facing the direction of Broken Mountain, and his right hand couldn't help but point in the direction of his sight, that the riot "ended".

No, it wasn't the end of the riots, it was just that they were all stunned - the sight was beyond their imagination, so that none of them dared to say a word.

The Severcro Fortress, which originally stood at the foot of the Broken Mountain, was now completely enveloped in billowing smoke and raging tongues of fire, constantly spewing out brilliant pillars of fire from a broken tower, and the "boom boom" sound of burning violently was like the sound of thunder in the sky.

Pitch-black smoke completely enveloped the entire fortress. The raging fire seemed to have a tendency to spread—the towers were collapsing, the strong gates were crumbling, the walls along the hill seemed to be burning—and Severcro had become a huge pillar of fire, like a bridge between hell and earth, and there was a flame that swelled like flowing water—it was a flowing flame!

The sky above the fortress seemed to be separated from the whole world, and the dark clouds of sedimentation slowly accumulated, obscuring the golden dawn, and the tall castle was completely shrouded in flames in shadow.

"What's going on?!" With a calm voice, the naked and upper-body Salald walked out of his tent. In his right hand, he also carried his characteristic axe and spear. As soon as he got out of the tent, he saw the flames rushing to the sky at the foot of the Broken Mountain not far away, and his fierce eyes suddenly widened, and the muscles in his body instantly tensed!

“............ If fire can melt steel, why not?" suddenly flashed in Salald's mind with Theodore's mysterious expression, a looming smile that seemed to portend something.

"I won't break my promise...... Jupiter's wrath will burn everything beneath the Broken Mountains...... Everything, everything. The corners of Salald's eyes trembled, and he involuntarily repeated what Theodore had said: "Burning Embers...... All...... All...... All....... ”

"Salald!" the sudden roar brought Salald back to his senses, and Aaron's anxious figure walked over, his eyes never leaving the distant Severcro Castle: "What the hell is going on—that castle?!"

"God knows...... Maybe it's the work of the gods, or maybe it's the power of the Radiant Cross?" the corners of Salald's mouth twitched. His eyes quickly avoided Aaron's gaze - he was afraid of being seen something, so he immediately changed the subject: "What about Lord Terenus? and that ...... Larria's little one!"

"Lord Terenus is coming, and the knights of the Knights of the Dawn are working with the men of the Captain of Pabrik to find a way to maintain order...... Although it had little effect. Aaron shrugged his shoulders: "Duke Elfwan is trying to find a way to pacify the irascible Gatu, as well as the panicked Kwyn militia. ”

"But speaking of which......" Aaron paused, "where is Theodore?!!This is the time when he is needed most, isn't it?!"

"I know where he is...... He must be there. Salad smiled confidently. Turning around, he patted the shoulder of the soldier standing guard at the door: "Tell the whole army of Salion to assemble - the people of Salion can't be seen as a joke by others, just tell those bastards!"

"Let's go with us - call Mistress Terenus and Larria's little ones too!" said Salald, tugging Aaron by the shoulder, "If I'm not mistaken, he must be there now!"

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The breeze was blowing. Carrying flying wildflowers in search of an impossible home, the air became hot from the raging fire. The heat is coming.

Webber tilted his head proudly, and the black war horse of the divine horse proudly snapped its nose, and its black and shiny hair seemed to be so dustless forever, like a knight, waiting for the master on his body to give orders.

Yes, like all knights, Weber only recognized that one could sit on his sturdy back. Young Caesar, with his big purple figure, rode the steed, and stood alone in front of the blazing castle of Severcro, without saying a word.

The Radiant Cross Excalibur was held tightly in his right hand, pointing diagonally at the ground. The purple smuggler swayed in the wind, wrapping Theodore tightly in it, and the broken black hair shook slightly.

Theodore looked silently at the burning castle in front of him, his face glowing red with the blazing flames, and his obsidian eyes staring at the flames as if to see something in them.

Even though he already knew the result, when he saw all this with his own eyes, a certain sense of grief rose in Theodore's heart, and his heartstrings tightened.

From now on, there will be no retreat for the entire North but a war - either the humans will be reduced to slavery, or the orcs will have their backbones broken and return to the beastly life of the past!

Do you really have the right to do this? Theodore asked himself, but there was no second choice for him, if he could not drag the whole north into the water, Rome - or indeed himself, would not have the strength to fight the orcs, even if the god of war came into the world, there was no hope of any hope!

"Mars, if you really exist, accept these sacrifices that I have offered and give me the strength to overcome everything. Theodore looked at the burning Severcro in front of him and whispered, and for the first time he became "religious": "Please accept these offerings, and imprint your divine power into the souls of the orcs!"

There was a hurried sound of horses' hooves not far away, and Theodore turned his head slightly, and the hurried figures of Salald and Aaron appeared in his sight.

"My dear Lord Julian, are you admiring your masterpiece?" said Bran to Theodore with a hint of sarcasm, "your soldiers are still trembling under your presence. ”

"I'm sure they'll be cheering if they know the truth. Theodore replied unconcernedly, "Nothing, just the bones of the fallen soldiers to be brought back - the battle is over." And they should sleep in peace. ”

As he spoke, he gently inserted the glorious cross in his hand back into the sheath, and urged Weber under him to go back in the direction of the barracks under him under the stunned gazes of several people.

"How did you do that?" Aaron suddenly asked, "to do this—something that is almost impossible for humans to do? Is it the power of the Radiant Cross?"

"Radiant Cross? no, it's not it—it gives me hope, not such terrible power. Theodore chuckled, "It is God, and God's will can do this!"

...... The clearing of the battlefield continued until nearly evening, and the entire fortress of Severcro had been completely reduced to a pile of black ruins after burning for a whole day, and the thick smell of gunpowder smoke revealed the smell of death, and the whole fortress was full of strange shapes, like orc char - the hideous expression and strange movements told all the soldiers what was going on here.

But not a single one of them grieved for the "unfortunate" orcs, and the soldiers cheered, and as they carried their dead robes back, they mocked at the "charcoals" and made all sorts of gestures of contempt and anger—no one would forget how murderous and bloodthirsty these beasts were, and even when they were dead, they would still be an abomination to all.

Whispers were whispering everywhere in the barracks: one soldier after another swore that he had seen the great Caesar pull out the Radiance Cross and summon a fire meteor from the sky to burn Severcro to ashes, and his serious expression was as if he had really seen it with his own eyes.

Even the rumors have been varied—that Theodore, who had come from Laria, had received this invincible power from the Radiant Cross, that the Romans had insisted that it was Jupiter's divine might, and that the rest of the soldiers had supported both sides according to their own views—all focusing on where Theodore had obtained his power, but forgetting about the matter itself.

After the smoke passed, the bodies of all the fallen soldiers were neatly placed in the pit outside the castle of Severcro, and the soldiers holding torches formed a large circle around the pit, waiting silently.

They will usher in the last glory of life.

(Commuter pass thanks to cheap cat) (To be continued......)