Throne of the North.

Chapter 829 Spreading the Dawn in the Name of Faith (Part 3)

army?

Human armies have appeared here?

Stie didn't doubt whether it was Bogeld's Armored Bear Legion. The battlefield here was so tense that there was no room for the fools. He had already killed several messengers. The one in front of him was promoted from the bottom and had no background, but he was very capable.

Similarly, this battlefield does not allow for a useless commander and ruler. His father had tried to let him rest and take his place, as an eighty-year-old successor was still qualified, but the reality was not so.

Stitch bypassed the soldiers' protection and arrived at the front. Sure enough, he saw an unfamiliar army appearing in the distance. It was a cavalry force, and they were moving very fast, galloping towards him.

Outside, his grandfather's army of demonic monsters stood between the two sides.

"Reinforcements?"

This army didn't give Stie a lot of confidence; it didn't seem to have many soldiers.

The next moment, Stitch was glad that he hadn't said what was on his mind.

……

Brand held his lance firmly under his arm, and his horse slowed down to wait for the Bucks' squires to catch up.

Gradually, more and more horse heads clad in armor appeared on his left and right sides.

"attack!!!"

This was an ordinary-looking human cavalry unit. From the outside, they appeared to be elite, but they could not possibly inspire the fearsome image of a superhuman legion in Stie Oren's mind. In his view, a superhuman legion should be like the Armored Bear Legion.

Look at your horse, then look at someone else's bear.

The powerful impact shattered all assumptions. The Bucks easily crushed the demon army outside Oren City. Brand leaped onto the city wall of Oren City, looked up, and saw a twisted and terrifying face.

Gods...

Lowering his head, ignoring the whispers around him, Brand looked at the city.

Bogeld was definitely not the kind of guy who would stay behind the lines of war.

"Where's the armored bear?"

"It's probably in that direction."

Stitch pointed in a direction and answered instinctively, knowing he had seen hope; human reinforcements had finally arrived in this void of the divine realm.

Nodding, Brand glanced at the city of Oren, where light and darkness were clearly distinct, then turned and returned to the foot of the city wall.

"Tear them apart!"

At a command, thousands of northern warhorses leaped high into the air with their forelegs, then stomped down with tremendous force. Many demons were unable to dodge and were torn apart by the force. The stag army turned and galloped once more.

Low-level demons have always been synonymous with cannon fodder. The army of Oren City could fight them to a standstill, so how could they possibly be a match for the extraordinary legion? In the face of the knights' power, the massive army was plowed into a clear trench, and the cavalry army that had arrived like a surging tide quickly disappeared from the sight of Oren City.

"Sir, are they here to rescue us?"

"Probably."

Faced with the eager gazes around him, Stie responded in this way. As a nobleman, he naturally wouldn't miss the emblem and banner that represented nobility, and the emblem of Rhinoceros Mountain that was the same as that of the armored bear. They came from the same territory.

……

The land was dark, even the soil and stones were a black color that was extremely easy to rot. On this land, the corpses of armored bears were lined up, forming the only 'walls' for the armored bear legion on this battlefield.

Behind these massive armored bear corpses, armored bear warriors constantly rubbed their short blades together, their eyes bloodshot, staring intently at the bear carcasses, unsure when the demon army outside would appear in their sight.

The weapons in their hands were already very thin, and the constant friction kept them sharp while also wearing down the metal. In addition, the population of the Armored Bear Legion was also being worn down.

Their fighting spirit remained high, but they still couldn't stop people from dying day after day. The demon army didn't give this army with its terrifying willpower any time to rest. Even this brief truce was only because a rumbling sound suddenly came from the distant sky, as if some powerful force was crashing against the edge of the divine kingdom in this void.

But this wouldn't have too much of an impact. With a roar, the pitch-black monsters bared their fangs and claws and pounced on the armored bear's corpse. They trampled over the tall, hard corpse and charged towards the human army inside.

Bang bang! ! !

The short blades struck the shields with a crisp sound. These burly, armored bear warriors, too exhausted to roar or shout, charged silently toward the demons.

They were bathed in a clear, radiant glow, the misty light bringing a cool touch. This was the spiritual ocean descending across time and space, providing the armored bear legion with the energy to sustain their war effort.

On the distant Rhinoceros Horn Mountain, although Ryan was unaware of the situation here, he consistently granted the Armored Bear Legion absolute authority, utilizing the inexhaustible great material energy of the spiritual ocean to support the war in the distance.

This is also the fundamental reason why the Armored Bear Legion has been able to hold out until now. They have long been numb, and their bodies are fighting with the instinct that no longer stiffens. Their spiritual power provides all the expenditure for their bodies and souls.

However, the situation remains far from optimistic.

This is the divine realm, a corner of the void projected by a great being onto the continent of Norris. It is His domain, and everything is within the reach of His power. Everything that happens is to His advantage.

The fact that Ryan was able to provide support here was due to his equal status with both spirituality and primordial essence, but that was all.

What they need is a stronger, newer force to join them; otherwise, facing an army of demons whose exact number is unknown, victory is impossible, and even survival will be a luxury.

One could even consider that the master of this divine realm, the great being in the abyss, could continuously summon demon cannon fodder from the abyss, which would then be a truly endless war.

These are all things that this war must address.

However, as the legion commander, would Bogeld consider these things?
That certainly won't happen.

At this moment, Bogeld was furious and launched a frenzied attack on the demon army. However, she was still too weak. She was only a Saint, not a Legend. She couldn't possibly crush the enemy's encirclement amidst the vast army and allow the armored bear to fight its way through. She didn't care about those other things. As a subject of the Frost Lord, she only needed to consider one thing: just how fiercely she needed to attack to break through the enemy's defenses!
Attack! Only attack!
The only thing that kept Bogeld calm came from outside the war, from the immense spiritual energy surrounding her. She knew that the distant leader, Ryan, must already know she was in this situation and that reinforcements would arrive soon.

Bogeld held firm for this reason: she feared that if she launched an attack with the Armored Bear Legion at all costs, she would probably be sleeping soundly in Rhinoceros Horn Mountain for several more years by the time Brand's army rescued her.

If too many people die, Boss Ryan will definitely lock him up again, and Bogeld thinks he'll go crazy.

Sven is definitely not someone who can take the blame for something so big; he deserves to die.

Therefore, she was still quite rational.

"Damn disgusting thing!"

Bogeld raised her head and roared like a bear, staring intently at the distorted, purplish-black face in the sky. The abyss god tried to squeeze into the continent of Norris, but she forced Oren City into the void along with it, preventing it from fully descending into the mortal world.

At that time, it was still easy, because Grand Duke Oren was the only medium between the other party and the continent of Norris. In order to prevent this medium from dying at the hands of Bogeld, the evil god could only settle for second best and extend a corner of the divine kingdom into the void.

Then, something even He hadn't anticipated, happened: this ant-like human actually led her army and launched a frenzied attack on His own divine kingdom.

What happened next was bizarre. The evil god of the abyss coveted the rich spiritual power within Bogeld. He tried to devour Bogeld, but feared that if he killed her, his means of obtaining spiritual power would disappear.

Therefore, despite his status as a member of the Holy Realm, Bogeld managed to survive for a long time on the battlefield of the Abyss Evil God Kingdom.

Faced with Bogeld's roar, the evil god's face in the sky finally responded for the first time. The Grand Duke Oren, who had been mostly demonized, spread his wings and appeared in front of Bogeld. He was no longer an inferior legend, but an apostle who had obtained divine authority, and his strength had even surpassed that of a top legend.

At this moment, he possessed the power to crush Bogeld.

"Humans, become believers of my Lord, and he will grant you unimaginable power."

"Go to hell."

Grand Duke Oren left a blurry afterimage in the sky. He was too fast, appearing in front of Bogeld in an instant. The latter had just thrown a punch, and the lightning wrapped around his arm had not yet erupted when Grand Duke Oren's wings on his back flapped down. The purplish-black light made these light fleshy wings carry the gravity of compressing the void, and they slammed heavily into Bogeld's body.

Without hesitation, the demonized Grand Duke Oren lunged forward again, his eyes flashing with intense jealousy.

"What a pity. You were originally qualified to become the divine child of my Lord, but now someone has broken in to try to save you. For the sake of the supreme essence within you, you can only become food."

Upon hearing this, Bogeld's eyes lit up, and he roared.

"Hahaha, Brand, that wooden stake, has finally arrived! Men, attack!!!"

Inside the defensive line formed by the armored bear corpses, towering figures rose up, their bodies stained with blood. They roared with gaping maws, lightning crackling around their bodies, the lightning on each armored bear resonating and connecting with each other.

The main recipient of the Bear Spirit's blessing was not the armored bear warriors, but these berserk war bears. These past few days, they had been bathed in the immense spiritual energy from Ryan's authority, which was already difficult to suppress. Now, as it erupted, the pure energy contained in the lightning illuminated the surrounding environment.

"Charge out and kill these disgusting trash!"

Unbridled attacks are what the Armored Bears excel at, and the lightning falling from the sky provides the Bucks scouting in the distance with a bright, clear view.

The flashing lightning gave direction to the dim earth. Brand raised his head, his gaze cautious beneath his visor. Unlike Bogeld, he sensed a powerful, evil force lurking there.

The gods are watching.

But there's no time to worry about that now.

"go ahead."

With a cold voice, the legendary gift of a spiritual physique brought a soul beyond humanity. As his blood and energy surged, a phantom stag condensed above the heads of the army behind him, charging straight toward the purplish-black clouds in front of him!
"Leave with the armored bear legion."

Brand made his decision, and the speed of the army galloping behind him reached its limit.

The moment the Extraordinary Legion made contact with the demon army, the Legion of the Kingdom of Kolan also successfully arrived outside Oren City.

The army was extremely tense. Galik had never told the soldiers what kind of enemy they were going to face. When they saw those hideous demons, all the soldiers couldn't help but feel their hearts clench.

"You fight for the holy dawn, you fight for the faith in the Lord, may the eternal Kingdom of Heaven watch over you."

The Dawn Cult members, clad in silver-white robes, moved through the dark battlefield of the divine realm, passing by the soldiers. Divine magic slowly descended, bestowing upon the soldiers fearless courage and fervent faith.

In this world, there is no one who is not a believer of the Lord of Dawn and the God of Light.

"The Lord is watching over you."

Galic, clad in magnificent armor, tried to utter a few words but couldn't say anything, so nervous that he could only repeatedly raise his longsword.

"attack!!!"

Sven, the Dawn Priest, stood in the center of the battlefield, flanked by a surging tide of human armies charging forward. Seeing this, Sven slowly knelt on the ground, devoutly praying for divine favor. And then—

The silvery-white holy light tore through the void and descended upon the battlefield of this divine kingdom. All the human soldiers were bathed in the rich radiance. The holy power allowed the soldiers to finally see a true miracle. At this moment, no more superfluous morale was needed.

In Oren City, Stie stared wide-eyed as he watched thousands of glowing soldiers rapidly battle the demon cannon fodder on the black soil, his breathing quickening.

He believed this was a rare opportunity.

"Oren's soldiers, follow me and charge out! Kill those evil god's minions!"

Stie shouted loudly, no longer needing the magician's ability to maintain his spirit. The arrival of reinforcements was the best medicine. At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind: to let that layer of light also cover him.

In that case, no one will ever doubt the Oren family's loyalty to the Lord of Dawn!

The Oren family did not betray them, nor did Grand Duke Oren become a follower of the evil god.

(End of this chapter)