Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

However, the coalition forces outside the city were not to be outdone. They had anticipated the attack of Cassander's army.

After all, this had happened countless times. Even the walls of the holy city had been riddled with holes. They had even climbed the walls, but were recaptured by Cassander's soldiers.

The arcane legion of the Thracian Kingdom raised their staffs, and pieces of golden energy passports that were the same as those on the walls suddenly propped up. Resisting the attack from the walls.

After all, they were the descendants of the empire, and even their moves were almost the same.

But even these solar shields could not stop everything. When the golden arrows shot by the giant crossbow pierced the shield, there were still soldiers pierced through one after another.

Death, constantly happening on this land, almost never stopped.

"Elai, you are looking for death!"

Tirena glared, she waved her wings, held the hilt tightly with both hands, and released the explosive divine power in the giant sword.

"Boom!"

The two energies of the same origin collided in the sky, forming an explosion that shook the sky.

The hot energy shock wave spread rapidly, making everyone present feel a gust of hot wind.

"Tirena, it seems that you have completely forgotten how to respect your predecessors!"

Eli jumped up from the city wall and climbed up to hundreds of meters in the sky. The blade shone brightly in the sky.

Then, he chopped down.

The terrifying energy torrent descended from the sky, and Eli's fury even caused the surge of a hurricane.

"There is no respect for you rebels of the empire!"

Tirena was not afraid, raised the giant sword again, and released the burst of divine power into the sky.

"Boom!"

Another huge explosion.

Several angels fell from the air and turned into burning meteorites.

And Eli had rushed forward under the cover of the fire and chopped Tirena's white neck with a knife.

However, Tirena flapped her wings, suddenly climbed to a height of more than ten meters, and released a beam of light to Eli below her again.

Eli lay with his long sword to block the light column with terrifying heat, fighting and retreating.

As a Titan, Eli also has the ability to float in the air, but he is far less flexible than the Angel.

Tirena hovered and swam in the air, constantly flying around Eli, trying to find the weakness of this warrior.

"Marshal Eli!"

"Defend the Holy City to the death!"

Titan warriors jumped down from the tower to support Eli, but many were shot by flying arrows.

They fought with the Angel warriors, and angels kept falling from the sky, and Titans died on the way to charge.

Explosions and flames were everywhere.

Light beams descended from the sky, easily melting hard rocks.

Under the destruction of the armies of both sides, deep cracks and huge pits appeared on the devastated land again.

Eli landed on the ground, confronted Tirena in the air, and roared angrily.

"Tirena!"

"His Majesty Aragon once said that owning the Holy City means owning the imperial power!"

"His Majesty Otis is the real emperor! And Wilham, to whom you are loyal, is just a greedy and selfish person who refuses to give up power!"

"His Majesty Otis is the real emperor!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The Titans cheered and smashed the ground with their giant hammers, causing the earth to make a loud noise and tremble and wail continuously.

This is the power of the nobles of the gods. They were once the pillars of the Fadlan Empire and are now the trump cards in the hands of the three kingdoms.

Each of the gods has the power comparable to that of a transcendent, and the most powerful duke of the gods can even reach the peak of legend.

Seeing the two sides of the gods fighting, the other mortal troops avoided them.

It was a battle like a natural disaster.

Mortals could hardly participate.

The beams of the angel gods and the tremors of the Titan gods could easily take the lives of mortals.

This was also a major feature of the former Holy Fadlan military system - the God Legion, as the high-end force of the army, was extremely powerful, enough to fight against the Celestials and Demons, while the mortal army at the bottom was a mess.

That is, the Arcane Legion could barely be called powerful.

This also made it so that after the Gods gradually lost their power, the kingdoms split from Holy Fadlan were not enough to control their own territories.

The Holy Fadlan Empire once used the power of Amaunator to expand its territory to various planes, but after losing the glory of the sun, they could not even preserve their homeland.

"You are misinterpreting your Majesty's words!"

"The Holy City is obviously the closest to our Thracian Kingdom, but you, Cassander, shamelessly occupied it!"

"You rebels, you will never truly own it!"

Tirena flapped her wings again, and her slender, white arms easily swung the three-meter-long giant sword, creating bursts of light beams again.

The angel Gods behind her also flapped their wings again, releasing flames.

Behind them, tens of thousands of mortal troops were marching under the urging of the governor, slowly approaching Teotihuacan, and the carriages carrying baggage made dull sounds.

Eli sneered, split the beam of light with a knife in one hand, and looked at the huge number of mortal troops behind them, laughing heartily.

"Hahahaha!"

"Are all the descendants of Thracian gods dead? You actually sent these mortals to die!"

"Wilham is about to collapse! Can such a weak thing stop us, Kassander?"

But this time, the Thracian mortal soldiers behind the Angel Goddess were not just watching the battle, but lifted the cloth on the carriage and moved out black metal cannons.

——That was the [Thunder Hammer] of the Burning Empire!

Tirena pointed the giant sword at the Holy City.

"Destroy them! Fire!"

"Boom!"

"Boom! Boom!"

Accompanied by the sound of thunder and the smoke from the muzzle, one cannonball after another drew a graceful arc in the air and fell into Kassander's position.

It's just that these cannons are products that the Empire has eliminated, and they did not use new shrapnel shells, but some solid shells.

But even so, the shells hitting the crowd can still cause a lot of casualties, even those Titan Goddesses were caught off guard and many were injured.

Although the power is not as powerful as the spells of the Arcane Legion, it is better in number.

You should know that the Thracian Kingdom purchased a full 35,000 [Thunder Hammer-II] artillery, and there are thousands of them brought to this battlefield alone.

In order to make these artillery work, Wilham brought more than 70,000 mortal troops - this is something that the northern countries have to do their best to gather, but it is nothing to the Thracian Kingdom.

Looking at the shells falling from the sky like rain, Eli casually stretched out his hand -

"Bang!"

A dull sound.

The shell was held in Eli's hand, it was red hot all over, and bursts of white smoke came out.

"Hiss and crack!"

He gradually exerted force on his hand and crushed the shell abruptly.

"This kind of thing."

"It is very powerful, and it can give mortals the power to hurt the descendants of gods, and there are so many of them."

Eli looked at the black muzzles in the distance, but his expression suddenly became solemn.

You know, even the Sun God crossbow on the city wall can only be used skillfully by well-trained veterans, and it is expensive and there are not many of them.

He looked at the mortal troops and found that they were holding a strange short stick, constantly shooting high-speed projectiles, which were much more powerful than ordinary bows and arrows.

"What are those weapons?"

Eli's expression became more and more solemn, and his eyes turned from contempt to surprise when he looked at those mortals. (End of this chapter)