Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 2034 2006. Ratahn

The warriors standing tall and majestic within the damaged gate!
He himself was almost as tall as half of the city gate he had smashed.

His fiery red hair fluttered in the hot air like a lion's mane.

The golden armor gleamed, but even with such heavy armor, the man maintained a posture with his arms crossed and straddling something, yet his bulging muscles were still full of power!
Even in this partially standing position, he is at least ten meters tall.

The sound of firm, powerful footsteps echoed from outside the city.

One after another, red lion knights with red feathers swaying on their helmets rushed out from the lava and smoke, fearlessly charging forward through the gates of Rodel City that Rataen had personally smashed open, forming a battle formation!
Gideon Ofnir knew very well that Rataen's exceptional mastery of gravity magic was evident from the state of these soldiers.

Lifting people into the air and projecting them like meteors—while these things are not easy to master in gravity magic, they are merely basic operations compared to Rataen's reputation.

What truly demonstrates his achievement and control over gravity magic is that he threw his entire legion of over ten thousand people onto the Altan Plateau and then used it as an orbital projectile to bring them down, and none of them were hurt at all!
Bai Zhi was also an expert in various spells, and he knew very well that this was a gravity spell that was used to throw the person out, and then another gravity spell was applied to the outside of the body to cushion the external pressure.

Only through precise coordination can an army of over ten thousand people be launched with the destructive power of an orbital projectile weapon!
For Ratahn, gravity magic is probably easier to cast and control than breathing.

The next second, Ratahn confirmed Sir Hundred's guess with his actions.

The burly red-haired warrior merely heaved his chest, seemingly just letting out a long breath.

"Whoo~"

An invisible shift in gravity caused the surrounding air to surge.

The dust and smoke that had billowed up due to the damage to the city gate were directly pressed to the ground. However, at the same time, the Red Lion Knights, who were mixed in with the dust, seemed to feel no pressure whatsoever.

Falling from the city wall doesn't cause much damage, after all, they are the royal city's defense force, and each of them always carries a few prayers for protection.

Moreover, when the corrupt knights blocked the gate early in the morning, a large contingent of Rodel knights had already stood behind the city gate, completely blocking the entrance.

This was originally a cautious measure to be on the safe side, but unexpectedly, Rataen arrived at the Yatan Plateau half a month ahead of schedule.

And unlike his brother, he was able to smash the city gate the moment he arrived in Rodel!

The defensive strength of Rodel's city walls goes without saying; the city gates are not the weak point of the entire wall.

On the contrary, relying on the power of prayer and blessing, the protective power of all city walls and gates is unified.

The fact that Ratahn was able to smash through the city gates means that he truly resembles the swarm of ancient dragons that came during the ancient dragon battle! He smashed through the gates with unstoppable raw power!
One person alone is enough to rival the dragons in the Ancient Dragon Battle!
The Red Lion Knights pouring in from outside the doorway were, as their name suggests, clad in fiery red armor and robes, their helmets adorned with vibrant red feathers.

They were locked in a fierce confrontation with the golden-clad Rhodes Knights inside the city gate.

The spaciousness of the city gate meant that it was impossible to fully deploy military formations and take advantage of numerical superiority, resulting in a fierce and evenly matched confrontation between the two sides.

Only after the dust and smoke were suppressed by Ratahn was his image fully revealed to Rodel's side.

His golden armor was heavy, but it was both imposing and wild.

The armor didn't cover him completely; instead, it revealed large areas of his strong, bronze-colored muscles.

The golden helmet is shaped like a lion swallowing its prey, with the lion's two upper fangs positioned right next to its golden pupils.

He was indeed riding a horse.

However, what was very incongruous was that it was a horse of the worst quality.

Ratahn is over ten meters tall, but the horse is only the size of a normal person.

Although its fur was glossy and its muscles were strong, it was by no means the right person to be the mount of a burly and powerful demigod like Ratahn.

However, everyone familiar with the story of this demigod should know that this ordinary horse, which was far inferior to the standard mounts trained by Rodel, was the direct reason why General Ratan of Shattered Stars learned gravity magic.

—In order for the pony that had accompanied her since childhood to be able to walk alongside her as she grew larger and heavier, and to step onto the battlefield like a hero in a story, Rataen decided to leave Lienia and go to the magical town of Seria in Galid to learn gravity magic.

Latahn sitting on the pony looked as incongruous as a muscular man over two meters tall and weighing over two hundred kilograms sitting on a child's stool.

But the pony stood tall and proud, as if the giant on its back had no weight at all.

Under gravity magic, Rataen is indeed weightless.

Gideon Ophniel pulled himself up from the golden meadow and hurried to stand behind the Rhodes Knights in the doorway.

“General Ratan, it’s an honor to meet you today!” Gideon Ofnir shouted. “But don’t you worry about your own brothers first?”

"You came in such a hurry, I thought you had heard the battle report from the volcano's official residence." "Our troops sent to Mount Gemir have already crossed the Bridge of Sinners and captured the first rest stop at Mount Gemir!"

Bai Zhi shouted, hoping to shake the terrifying demigod by threatening the safety of the Rataen brothers.

The hot wind howled from the breach in the city gate, and sweat trickled down Rhodel's eyebrows to the tip of his nose, then dripped onto the lining of his full-coverage helmet.

The red lion knight opposite remained motionless, as if he had become accustomed to coexisting with flames and high temperatures.

While Baizhi was speaking, he was also observing the members of the Knights Order belonging to General Shatterstar. Their adaptability to fire and high temperatures further confirmed Rodel's conjecture.

Ratahn had already colluded with Raccard.

These red lion knights were clearly in a state of contact with, or even had specifically trained in, the power of fire!
However, Gideon Ophniel's shouts did not shake the giant standing at the breach in the city gate.

Instead, after he spoke, Ratahn's golden eyes, hidden beneath his lion-mouthed helmet, looked at Sir Hundred Wisdom, along with Dolores and Baglem who were arriving one after another, with great curiosity and enthusiasm.

“Fade heroes!” Ratahn’s voice was loud and deep, just like the impression his appearance gave off. “You are mistaken, Sir Hundred Wisdom. It is my honor to meet you Faded heroes!”

The faded ones looked at each other, not hearing any sarcasm or irony in Ratahn's tone, only sincerity.

It was as if this demigod truly felt honored to meet them.

But the next sentence...

"Heroes, your achievements in the War of the Giants are known to all! I've heard about them since I was a child." A complex smile appeared on Ratahn's face, which was etched with the image of a lion swallowing its prey. "But you don't need to make me worry about my brothers."

“I led my legion directly from Lienia and leaped into the Altan Plateau. Before arriving in Rodel, I had already sent two hundred knights to crash into Mount Gemir.”

“As you said, Sir Hundred Wisdom. I have been keeping a close eye on the progress of your battle lines. Those Rhodel Knights advancing towards Mount Gemir do not have the great walls of epic tales to protect them.”

Now, Gideon Ofnir understood the complex meaning behind Rataen's smile.

It was mixed with the exhilaration of a little boy who grew up listening to heroic tales, finally seeing the heroes of those stories with his own eyes. And... the pride that the boy felt, believing he had surpassed the heroes he once idolized!

Bai Zhi was somewhat surprised. Compared to the ruthless blow that the demigods from the maternal relatives had dealt to the Golden Dynasty, the emotions that Rataen had shown seemed very... pure.

But this purity does not mean that the demigod was completely unaware of his brothers and sisters' affairs.

There is no doubt that he was involved in those conspiracies and betrayals.

But at the same time, he also possessed a fighting spirit, an admiration for his fellow 'old-school heroes,' and an excitement and desire for battle and war.

In these emotional matters, Ratahn is remarkably pure.

Even as an enemy, it's hard to dislike them.

At the same time, it is something that cannot be underestimated.

The Red Lion Knight, caught in Rataen's gravity magic and thrown out, crashed into the ground with the same force as a meteor falling from the sky!
The battle line where two hundred meteors crashed into the Gemir volcano sounds vastly different from the more than ten thousand that Rodel was enduring.

But as Rataen said: They don't have these great walls that were built during the time of Queen Marika!

A meteor strikes, and its power remains undiminished; it's a solid, undiminished force!

Two hundred meteors, and you'd smash even the smallest mountain to pieces!

"Haha!" Rataen laughed, patting the edge of the city gate he had smashed. "Rodel's walls! Even the greatest walls can be breached! Last time it was the dragons, this time it's me!"

"Is that so?" Gideon Ophniel's tone remained cold. "You merely broke down the city gate and entered the tunnel. That doesn't count as entering the city, nor does it count as breaching Rodel's outer city!"

"I agree!" the red-haired lion laughed heartily. "Then let's fight!"

His foal neighed loudly, and the gravel and dust around him trembled with the surge of his power.

Two large swords with gold hilts and black blades, their surfaces engraved with intricate magic array patterns, flew in from afar, trailing the purple lightning bolts characteristic of gravity magic.

A moment!

The real gravity and burning fighting spirit crashed down like Mount Tai!

(End of this chapter)