Throne of the North.

Chapter 341 Kingdom War (Thirteen)
In the sky far away from the royal city, a magician was floating. He was a little tired. Without the help of the magic tower, he cast a huge magic on his own to cut off the royal city with magic secret pattern defense. The price he paid was not small.

But it was not his turn to rest now, because Pastor Soto from the Vatican was already looking at him.

"Stuart!!!"

Pastor Soto's angry voice echoed in the magician's ears. The magician certainly knew why the other party was so angry, because he, because the name Stuart, had once been the nightmare of many Vatican personnel.

Stuart, the magician known as the 'Shepherd of Light', once used his magical power to command the element of light to deceive thousands of Dawn believers, especially on the day he embarked on the legendary journey.

He made the world understand that light is not exclusive to the morning light, but can be in anyone's hands.

This kind of enlightenment changed the world, and Stuart became a legend. The legendary gift he received also made the Vatican extremely terrified and angry.

After that, he encountered countless hunts, but he was able to escape danger every time, and even continued to cause trouble to the Holy See.

Until the Holy See recruited this legendary "Shepherd of Light", many of the Holy See's methods became ineffective, and Stuart was even able to walk openly on the Norris Continent.

But he is still at the top of the Vatican's list of people who must be killed.

"Soto, I came here specially because I heard that Raymond was here. Where is he? He's not afraid of being favored by the dusk and losing his position as the Red Dresser, is he? Hahahaha."

Stuart was an old man, so he knew the bad roots of many people in the Vatican.

Cardinal Raymond is a devout believer of the Lord of the Dawn, but compared to his belief in the Dawn, he cares more about the power in his hands. After all, he was once a nobleman, and he could not forget the glory in his blood and the splendor of his surname.

His name, perhaps, should be Ray Mond.

"The war here belongs to me, Stuart. I'm giving you a chance to leave."

Pastor Soto was afraid of the Light Shepherd in front of him. He did not want to be his enemy because he still wanted to kill Hernan, the vessel of Surtur, the leader of dusk.

"Stop talking nonsense! Let Raymond come over here, or your Vatican will not be able to take any action!"

Stuart threatened. Behind him, a brilliant sun gradually emerged, attracting the attention of many soldiers of the Guardian Legion. They exclaimed at the coming of dawn. This scene made Pastor Soto grit his teeth.

How could such a legendary gift appear in the possession of a magician!
In the distance, a figure had to appear. Cardinal Raymond looked at Stuart with an ugly expression. He didn't want to get involved in the affairs here because it was already a mess. He could protect himself by leaving it to Pastor Soto.

But now the Empire is the one who is unwilling.

"There is no second legend in that legion. Do you, Stuart, want to deal with both of us?"

Raymond asked, but Stuart sneered and pointed at Raymond.

"Raymond, how long have you not been out and about? Is it difficult to deal with you and Soto?"

"Do you, the divine arts of the Dawn, really know what light is?"

Stuart raised his hand and pointed, and the sun above his head burst into an even brighter light. It was scorching and blazing, trying to purify everything around it.

"Stuart!"

Raymond roared, holy light descended upon him, and divine magic turned into a rain of arrows covering Stuart.

"You really are old and immortal."

……

Pastor Soto looked at the sky warily. He knew he couldn't delay any longer. The control of the Light Shepherd over light was terrifying, and he would affect the faith of the Dawn believers.

"Go in, kill the enemies of Dawn, and kill all the heretics in the royal city."

Tens of thousands of crusader legions rushed into the royal city like white wax. Facing the warthog orc warriors, the eyes of these believers of the Dawn gradually turned snow-white. They had no fear, only fanaticism and loyalty to the Lord of the Dawn. They would drive away all enemies for the Dawn.

"Dusk, you shouldn't appear in this world."

Pastor Soto kept his eyes on Hernan, while Ryan on the other side was observing the third party, the army of the nobles.

Compared to themselves and the Vatican, the nobles were much more cautious. They pried open a city gate and attacked from there. The soldiers of varying quality were afraid of the power of the orc warriors, and under the roar of the knights they had to bite the bullet and charge at the orc warriors.

"We will restore the glory of the Kingdom!"

The nobles said so, and ordered their soldiers to keep up with the pace of the Empire and the Church and kill more orc warriors. Although the war was not over yet, the nobles were already thinking about the political issues after the war.

They must fight this war brilliantly, so the extraordinary legions of the four earls entered the royal city.

For a moment, Ryan felt that he didn't need to give too many commands and just needed to wait for the end of the fight.

After thinking about it, I decided to do some micro-management.

"You patrol with the army to ensure that the orc warriors do not gather in large numbers."

Ryan said to Brand, who couldn't help but look at Ryan hesitantly.

"But it's your safety."

"Don't worry about me, I'll be with Lord Hora and Feder, and don't forget, Mr. Rose is here too."

No one knew where the alchemist had gone, but Ryan believed that the other party's skills must be watching him.

Hearing this, Brand no longer hesitated, and thousands of knights and attendants rode their horses and charged towards the battlefield.

"War is the best time to witness genius. Perhaps after this war is over, some powerful knights will rise."

What Lord Hora said was not wrong. War could best stimulate a person's potential. This time he brought a group of people from the Winter family to the Andara Kingdom in order to produce a group of elite knights to supplement the Flying Wolf Cavalry Corps.

Not only him, most of the nobles in the North Wind Province had such an idea. After all, they had lost a lot of knights in the previous war, and the nobles needed to supplement their military means.

"It is better to be strong yourself than to have powerful followers."

Ryan said this. If the battlefield was not so chaotic and he could not even see the situation on the entire battlefield after tens of thousands of soldiers rushed in from behind him, he would have wanted to rush in and fight the warthog orcs on the front line.

The power of the dragon heart in his body was still burning, and even with the queen's help, it could not completely offset the dragon's tyranny.

But he is not a real dragon, he needs to calm down, and if there are any changes in the war, he must make a decision at the first time.

"Hernan is so cruel. He has demolished most of the houses in the entire royal city. The ground here is buried with the breath of dusk. Ryan, you should be very familiar with it."

Rose's voice suddenly appeared beside Ryan. Ryan turned his head and looked at Rose's metal arm holding a limp scorpion-tailed lion that looked as if dead.

"This is……?"

He wondered, and Rose smiled.

"This insidious thing wants to sneak attack you. He hides in the shadows and attacks you with his scorpion tail. There is a certain chance of success."

"This alien bloodline has been extinct for a long time. I didn't expect to encounter it here. Surtur of the Dusk? He really gave me a lot of surprises. I can get more materials for my laboratory."

After hearing the description of the material, Ryan found that the monster in Rose's hand became softer, and seemed to have fainted completely from fright.

"You just said that the power of dusk is buried beneath this royal city?"

Ryan asked curiously, then couldn't help but feel uneasy.

"Will it have any effect on these soldiers?" "There will definitely be side effects. When the power of Dusk descends, it will forcibly transform some soldiers with weak minds into followers of Dusk. It also seems to have a way to sublimate those orcs, but I haven't discovered it."

"The power of dusk is hidden very deeply."

"That's not a good thing."

Ryan's expression became serious. If the soldiers suddenly rebelled and became followers of Twilight, the army would lose trust in each other and would riot.

"It can be handled. As long as your army is blessed with another kind of power, it can offset the power that was forcibly accepted as a believer by Huang Hun."

Rose thought for a moment and asked Ryan:

"Perhaps you won't be able to keep that batch of life potions."

Ryan nodded and told a servant behind him to leave.

"It doesn't matter if we can't keep them. After all, it's the nobles of the Northern Wind Province who support this war."

Soon, a dozen Flying Wolf Cavalrymen came to Ryan with silver boxes. After opening them, the rich magic power made the surroundings seem to come alive.

"Let me make it clear first. Fighting against the power of the gods is not without cost. Some of your soldiers may not be able to withstand such a confrontation. Even if they don't die, their vitality will be mostly depleted and they won't live for long."

Ryan looked into the distance at this time, where he saw some Vatican soldiers who had come back to life. It should be said that under the blessing of divine power, the vital parts of their bodies were no longer fatal.

"All wars have a price, not to mention that this is a war that will determine the future of the Andara Kingdom."

Ryan said this, and Rose no longer hesitated. Whether as a magician or an alchemist, she would not allow merciful emotions to exist on these two extraordinary paths.

"Then... let the shadows of this world rain."

The sky was suddenly covered by dark clouds. Ryan discovered that what Rose used was not the power of shadow magic, but the methods of alchemist. Amplified sound continued to come from his metal arm, and the shadow under his feet also came alive to control the dark clouds in the sky.

The battlefield was still boiling, the fighting continued, and rain gradually began to fall overhead.

……

royal palace.

Huffman stood behind Hernan reluctantly.

"Your Highness, I feel the power of those traitors of the kingdom. They seem to be about to bless the battlefield."

"I can see it."

Hernan gritted his teeth, and the next moment he threw a blood-red crystal to Huffman and said:

"Go activate the Twilight Throne."

Baron Huffman brought the blood-red crystal to the depths of the palace, where there was a huge altar. Baron Huffman did not recognize the words carved on it, but he was sure that the altar could not be completed in a short time.

"The old king... the old king had indeed tried to use the power of the alien god to evolve the curse of the royal bloodline, but he failed."

"But he also awakened the dusk's gaze, which caused hidden dangers in the Andara Kingdom, and eventually backfired on the royal bloodline, and even His Highness Hernan became a vessel."

Haffman was shocked, but he did not hesitate. He threw the blood-colored crystal in his hand on the altar and left quickly.

He didn't want to become a follower of the dusk, to be watched by Surtur and never have peace in his life.

In the royal city.

As the altar bloomed with the original power of dusk, a gray aura rose from the ruins of the ruined royal city. These auras moved with the wind and were breathed into the bodies of the orc warriors, human soldiers and believers of the Holy See on the battlefield.

Gradually, gray hazy flames began to burn on the bodies of the orc warriors. They howled, and the strength in their bodies increased. Bone armor began to appear on the surface of their bodies. They stared at the human soldiers in front of them with bloodthirsty eyes, and then killed these soldiers regardless of everything.

On the human army side, the soldiers' eyes were also a little confused. There were traces of gray flames in their pupils, as if burning their wills. They heard thousands of whispers in their ears, calling for him to come closer, closer to Surtur, the great leader of dusk.

It was at this time that the rain in the sky became torrential. It fell madly and hit the human soldiers one by one. The power of the life potion and Rose's methods began to take effect. The soldiers felt as if they had unlimited strength, and the warthog orcs in front of them seemed to be waving their weapons randomly, which seemed to have slowed down.

Not only that, their bodies were filled with strong murderous intent. They wanted to tear apart all the orcs in front of them, so much so that in the face of such murderous intent, the whispers that continued to appear in their ears became intermittent.

"Get out of here!"

A soldier let out a roar that he had never imagined. He roared and bit his own tiger's mouth. The intense pain and blood made him sober. There was no more noise and low murmur in his ears. He stared at the warthog orc warrior rushing towards him. The moment the opponent got within one meter of him, he twisted his body and turned around, circling the weapon in his hand around himself. With great force, he dodged the orc warrior's slash and stabbed the weapon into the orc warrior's ribs from the side.

With his heart broken, the orc warrior lost all strength at that moment. He fell forward with his eyes wide open, and finally lay motionless in a puddle with a large amount of blood flowing from his body.

"Orcs aren't that scary, are they?"

The soldier roared, and with his own hands, he tore off the orc warrior's fangs, and then continued to charge forward.

The orc warriors were blessed by the power of dusk, and under the effect of the life potion, the human soldiers also burst out with 200% combat effectiveness. The magical enhancement greatly enhanced their strength, speed and reaction ability.

"Is this life potion called 'Brave'? I'll have to promote it when I get back."

Ryan laughed as he saw that his army was unaffected by the dusk.

"The 'Brave' potion is the result of a study conducted by the School of Magic two years ago. Its name comes from the brave warriors in historical legends. The brave warriors would not be afraid even when facing brutal trolls, powerful dragons, and evil orcs. They would save the beautiful princess."

Feder praised and said that after he returned, he also planned to ask his father to buy another batch of brave potions for storage. For the army, such potions are really useful.

"A stronger hero potion will greatly enhance the knight's combat effectiveness, and the hero potion is more suitable for knights."

It can be seen that in the empire where magicians shine, the strength of the knights has also been greatly improved.

Of course, the rain that Rose made with the help of alchemists could not spread everywhere. She could only take care of Ryan's army. In comparison, the armies of the nobles had no way to fight back.

In the coalition of nobles, gray flames suddenly burned on the bodies of soldiers. This flame would not burn the skin, but it would make the soldiers change their targets at this moment and send the weapons in their hands into the bodies of their companions.

Metal broke into the home of flesh and blood, and the stabbed soldier looked at his own people who attacked him with horror and disbelief.

He thought it was an orc, but he didn't expect it to be one of his own.

In just a dozen seconds, the more than 30,000 coalition forces of the nobles were in complete chaos. Even the four extraordinary legions were thrown into disarray at this moment. Some extraordinary soldiers defected and became followers of Dusk, disrupting their formation. Although they were quickly suppressed by others who were knowledgeable and reacted quickly, they also lost the initiative to deal with the orc warriors. These Dusk warriors rushed over frantically, tearing the knights' bodies with all their offensive means.

In the face of the power of dusk, the least affected were of course the believers of the Holy See, followed by the Imperial Army with the potion of life, and the one that completely fell was Grand Duke Leta's witch and ghost army.

Thousands of witches and ghosts roared, spewing dusk flames from their mouths, and then they resolutely launched an attack on the surrounding human soldiers.

It is easy for them to confuse their targets and launch attacks on humans, not to mention at this moment. Even Ryan was a little panicked because Grand Duke Leta's witch and ghost army was right on the side of his army.

But unexpectedly, these witches and ghosts actually rushed towards the violent elephant army...

The witch ghosts had extraordinary speed. They rushed towards the violent elephant army quickly. The dusk flames burning on their bodies prevented the orc warriors from obstructing them. They quickly reached the bloodiest battlefield. The witch ghosts died one by one in the rage of the violent elephants, but some witch ghosts began to lie on the bodies of the violent elephants and bite through the muscles of the violent elephants with their fangs.

"Roar!!!"

A violent elephant went completely crazy. The intense pain and poison made it unable to recognize any of its relatives.

(End of this chapter)