Throne of the North.

Chapter 706 The Battle of Twilight (Part 2)

"You serve... the dawn?"

Harald stared in utter shock at the mottled king, whose lips were stained with blood. In this battle of pure power, he had been utterly defeated, but what shocked him most was the great divinity contained within the orc king's power.

That is something that humans are very familiar with—the sun in the sky.

Lord of the Dawn, God of Light—these are all titles of His. Clergy members, with just a little bit of divine power, are already incredibly powerful, but this shouldn't be the case with orcs.

Behind them, five legends had landed in five different directions in the sky. Volvo had already paid a generous reward for killing an orc king, and although things were getting a bit tricky, he had no choice but to continue.

"The six-pointed star at the zenith can kill even a demigod."

【Stars】Tasi looked coldly at the variegated king. He had been in a lot of trouble lately. Emperor Columbus died in his magic array. Although it was divine punishment, it still tainted him.

Volvo is his chance to get rid of these troubles.

"A six-pointed star composed of six legends, it can't escape."

In the void, the greatsword slashed down, and the brilliance of the stars spread out like ripples on a lake, following its trajectory. The moment it touched the variegated king, a non-flame power burned its fur.

The stinging pain brought forth a tiger-like roar as the orc king, wielding a lava greatsword, wildly slashed and smashed towards Harald's location. His powerful battle instincts led him to make the best choice: to defeat the wounded of the six legends.

"You really want to kill me?"

Harald's eyes were lowered, his pupils filled with madness, like an exposed lion, his hair bristling, golden light emanating from his blood, and his weapon slashing out like claws.

He ultimately possessed combat skills far superior to those of the orcs. His knightly combat techniques held off the Spectral King for a moment, but the terrifying divine power within him ultimately left the Lionheart King helpless.

As a result, the orc king's lava greatsword descended once more, its even greater power forcing Harald to retreat.

In an instant, the legendary commander shone brightly, and a dazzling magical light took Harald's place. The light collided with the lava greatsword, creating a blinding explosion that caused the earth to collapse into a huge crater.

"Within the six-pointed star at the zenith, it will never be able to defeat us, unless it is truly a demigod capable of killing all six of us in an instant."

Tasi sneered. He had prepared this forbidden spell for decades, but the orc king didn't have the brains for it.

……

On the battlefield, a magnificent king blocked the entire army of the empire. The separated land was restored by the magic of the earth mage, allowing the empire's army to launch another charge.

However, at this time, the orc army in the distance had already assembled. This is how terrifying the orcs are after they have a leader. They can flee, but they can also regroup.

There is no such thing as morale.

Countless orcs have died, yet countless more remain, which is what makes them so terrifying. As the number of orcs ahead grew ever larger, the noble generals of the empire gritted their teeth, covered their faces with visors to conceal their fear and unease, and then raised their longswords.

"Long live the Empire!"

"Long live the Emperor!"

"attack!!!"

The thunderous thunder of hooves echoed as hundreds of thousands of human and orc soldiers clashed, their battle cries deafening.

In the rear, some things always move a little slower. As the battlefield intensifies, these alien technological creations from the Dwarven Forge Kingdom are finally sent to the front lines.

"Open it, open it now!"

The young nobleman was nervous and constantly on the move. These magic crystal cannons, which were already unstable and filled with intense energy, trembled and could explode at any moment.

Fortunately, the cold power of the Northern world cooled them down.

"You all know how to do it, right?"

The young nobleman asked, and the soldiers behind him hurriedly nodded, of course they... only knew a little bit.

The dwarves' creations were never given any instructions, and even the dwarves themselves had to figure them out through haphazard trial and error.

Dwarves have that talent, but humans don't, so they can only learn systematically.

"What are you waiting for? Load it and fire!"

"Launch? To which direction?"

The soldiers hesitated and asked questions, but the young nobleman rebuked them:
"Of course, it's heading towards the battlefield."

"But, sir, we can't aim accurately. There's no way we can hit the target with this magic crystal cannon. We'll just accidentally hurt the enemy."

"Don't worry about accidental injuries, and there won't be any. The Imperial soldiers died at the hands of the evil orcs."

The nobleman said through gritted teeth, and then gave the order.

"Remember, all you need to do is aim at the orcs and then fire."

The soldiers dared not refuse. After a simple loading, they watched as the magic crystal cannon turned crimson, and the next moment, a fiery red beam shot straight into the distant battlefield.

boom! ! ! ! ! !

"Dwarven stuff, with such explosive power?!"

The nobles were startled, but then became excited.

"Ten thousand magic crystal cannon shots, fire them into the heart of the orcs. What His Highness needs is to annihilate all the orcs here."

"Ten thousand rounds is enough!!!"

This is tens of millions of gold coins! The nobleman was extremely excited. He would never normally have the opportunity to squander such a fortune.

Fortunately, he became an imperial general.

"Hit me!"

The sudden appearance of the magic crystal cannon was truly terrifying. In the orc army, a group of giant orcs with webbed wings crouched down, trying to use their defensive means to withstand the power of the magic crystal cannon.

The magic crystal cannons spread their power, and they can be blocked unless they are hit head-on and explode.

But they couldn't stop the elves' World Crossbow. The sharp World Crossbow was not just a simple crossbow bolt. The extraordinary patterns that the elves had woven over a long period of time allowed the World Crossbow bolts to easily tear through the flesh of dragons, let alone these orcs.

Behind them, atop Twilight Fortress, Volvo watched the fierce battle raging on the battlefield, his blood boiling with excitement.

"Let these damned orcs see what the Empire is capable of!"

Turning around, Volvo resumed his gentle smile.

"Your Highness Hilde, it seems your days will be much easier from now on."

The elderly 'child' also stared wide-eyed at the distant war; clearly, this was not the scene he had imagined he would see.

Volvo is making its announcements, and Hilde can still sense it.

However, he didn't care; this was a conflict between the electors. "But can they really kill the Spectacular King?"

Hilder asked this question because he had dealt with that orc king when he was young. The king was very powerful, and in some ways, he was more threatening than the Behemoth King.

The Behemoth King and the Behemoth were always together; even its massive size couldn't hide them, and they could be recognized from afar. But the Variegated King was different; it always traveled alone.

"It has lived for six hundred years and has no power that can kill it."

Upon hearing this, Volvo became dissatisfied. Six top legends, surely they could kill an orc king?
He didn't care about anything else; he had to win this war, if those six legends couldn't...

Boom! ! ! !

Cracks spread across the earth like a spider web in all directions, tearing apart the legendary six-pointed star magic array.

That towering, magnificent king, like a tiger standing upright, proclaimed his authority in the world, with the illusory tiger beasts behind him, a testament to the eternal favor of the gods.

"Damn it, how could this happen!"

Tasi roared in a low voice, blood flowing from all seven orifices of his body, as he clearly saw the power of his opponent.

"The spirit has fused the remains of the spirit into its own marrow!"

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!!!"

Even legendary mages are physically frail. Three knights stood in front of them, blocking most of the impact, which resulted in all six legends being seriously injured in that instant.

"How did it manage that the remains of the gods didn't repel it?"

The mottled king, covered in thick hair but naked, walked through the air currents towards the six legends, his voice sinister and menacing.

“You foolish humans, my people and I have long since abandoned the service of the old gods and surrendered to the eternal years. The reward I have received is that my great master has given me the remains of a dead god.”

"I am not a demigod, because even demigods are not qualified to have the body of a god."

"But my power is greater than that of a demigod."

"I can shake the stars!"

The Spectral King began to charge, intent on killing these six human legends. It would be able to devour their legendary gifts and refine the divine essence within itself.

However, the next moment, a rainbow bridge appeared in the void, connecting Twilight Fortress and the Violet King. Volvo hurled a branch like an arrow, and though the branch was slow, it easily traversed thousands of meters, piercing the Violet King's throat. Rainbow light bloomed at the hole it had pierced.

"The branches of the World Tree can support a world."

As the Flor royal family, they knew many secrets of the transdimensional world. For example, they knew that the thing called the World Tree was the most powerful artifact in the extraordinary world, and had no competitors.

Legend has it that the divine origin, the so-called "Tai Su," was born within the World Tree.

The Spectacular King did not die. His divine essence sensed the aura of the world's tree branches and therefore went berserk.

The rainbow was swallowed up, and the divine source, possessing eternal vitality, was thus granted an even more terrifying power by the variegated king. As the divine power spread, the orc king's pierced body began to repair itself, and a great yet hollow aura permeated its soul.

"The gods are awakening..."

The last of the three legendary mages, Palacios, one of the Empire's ten great magical masters, murmured softly. He raised his head, and in his eyes, blood-red magic formed a new six-pointed star.

"But I want you to die."

He is a student of the Blood God, a senior of Archmage McKen, the leader of the Imperial Life Magic faction, and an enemy of Lord Ivy Evan.

A crimson magical light illuminated the sky and the earth, simultaneously projecting a six-pointed star pattern. At the center of this pattern was the Spectral King, bound and imprisoned by gray chains, unable to move.

The student of the legendary life mage does not practice life magic; his magical power is filled with the concept of death, creating a paradox with life.

"Don't just stand there, kill it!"

Palacios whispered, and Harald, standing before him, did not hesitate, brandishing his legendary longsword and stepping forward to slash at the neck of the variegated king.

What should have been a difficult chop went incredibly smoothly; the moment the enormous head fell, all the grandeur of the land vanished.

"Finally, we killed him."

Tasi wiped the sweat from his brow with some trepidation, then looked warily at the [Cultist of Life].

He was not a believer in life, but a devout believer in death.

The empire has ten legendary mages, each incredibly powerful, but they also have their own differences and distinctions.

Legendary end, the slaughter of the orc army began. The mages did not intervene, but the three knights showed no mercy. Even though two legendary orcs remained in the orc army, they could not stop the imperial army's carnage.

The magic crystal cannons unleashed a torrent of fire, worth tens of millions of gold coins—ten thousand cannons, a single shot costing thousands of gold coins, yet killing only a dozen or twenty orcs, but bringing the most terrifying impact to the battlefield.

In the hands of elves, the crossbow possesses a locking power; in the hands of humans, with their superb skills, it can still be used to kill those tall orcs.

When Floyd received the news and rushed back to Twilight Keep, he witnessed this scene.

The mountains that had once blocked the north had vanished, and the devastated land left the legendary elector speechless.

Volvo approached Freud with a smile. Behind him, Cassie held a jeweled box containing the head of the variegated king.

“Floyd, look, I only need seven days to defeat the Orcish Royal Court.”

Floyd's chest heaved, but he still suppressed his anger.

Where is its body?

"Who knows? They might have been trampled to death by the empire's iron hooves long ago."

Freud scoffed and said:

"Volvo, you underestimate this orc king who has lived for six hundred years."

"Haven't you read the royal family's books? Lord Rice said that the only one in the empire capable of killing the Spectacular King is Lord Brener."

"The key to killing this orc king lies in the fact that he has merged with the soul of the divine origin."

"You brought back its head, but you didn't kill its soul!"

Volvo was also taken aback.

"It's still alive?"

"Can someone survive with their head cut off?" Volvo scoffed, not believing it.

“Freud, come back to the capital with me and bear witness that the orc king died by my hand.”

"As for what you're talking about, even if it were alive, what difference would it make? Without a head, it's no different from being dead."

(End of this chapter)