Four-Armed Divine Emperor

"The dice has been cast!"

In the face of a great war, he decided to say something auspicious.

"Call the Legion!"

Chapter 34: Blue Robe Female Lawyer

When the Plain of Vol appeared before the eyes of Xerxes' expeditionary force, the entire army burst into cheers again. Vol, a rare large plain in the Thresso area, is fertile and rich. If it were not located in this disputed area, with the Brio in the west, the mountain people and the Xerxes in the east eyeing it covetously, and the nomadic barbarians in the north looting and harassing it from time to time, this land alone, if fully developed, would be enough to support hundreds of thousands of people.

However, due to this unique environment where the surrounding forces are almost equally matched and the weak are able to protect themselves, the development of the Wall Plain has always been low. No one knows whether they will become a scapegoat for others. Even the Blaio (Derwengaelic) people, who are more martial than others, when they took over this place, they thought of the impoverished mountain people to the east, the thousand-year-old enemies who might attack from time to time, the nomads to the north, and the restless orcs in the remote mountains to the south...

The idea of ​​investing heavily in development has basically been abandoned. It would be good enough to build a Muten as a stronghold. If one wants to develop this place, one must be a force that is strong enough to dominate the area and not afraid of any challenges or harassment.

Looking at the boundless plains, King Adwin's heart was filled with lofty ambitions. In his grand blueprint, he planned to fully develop the Wall Plain as the core of the western territory after swallowing up Devangel and forcing peace with Kalvik.

By then, the homeland would be in the east and Wall would be in the west, sandwiching the border area in the middle. He hoped to eliminate and conquer the local mountain people during his lifetime and make them serve Xerxes as a source of high-quality soldiers.

Constructing highways, cultivating fertile fields, encouraging childbirth, developing commerce... The "third force" in Adwin's plan is not a fantasy. For domestic affairs, it is only necessary to handle the relationship with the holy city capital of Pasamend and guard against the attacks and challenges of the hostile prince.

With the developed Wall Plain as their base, and the unique local terrain, they built hill forts along the surrounding hills. As long as Kalvik didn't attack with all his might, Adwin would be willing to keep the enemy out. As long as they could hold Wall, they would have a dagger ready to stab their enemy in the stomach at any time, and they would have mastered a fatal weakness of the Brio people...

"My great cause begins today!"

The lion, nearing old age, is filled with lofty ambitions. He has poured the might of his nation into a decisive battle, a glorious future. Even if it means offending the wizard, even if the slightest misstep could lead to his own demise, he's determined to take the gamble! At his age, further expansion is meaningless and would only waste the nation's resources.

Adwin is sometimes seen as a "vulgar" warmongerer by outsiders, but in reality he is much more complex and is not just the derogatory "warrior king" in the eyes of outsiders.

"Go and ask for Her Excellency Grace!"

The prince boarded his own chariot, which was also a vehicle imbued with magical powers and came from the holy city of Pasamend. Although the priest-king's orders were limited to the holy city and even could not go beyond the palace, the four princes were actually equivalent to four independent and powerful princes. However, due to the ancient legacy, they still possessed many secret treasures in the eyes of mortals.

This chariot possesses the four powers of acceleration, sturdiness, unstoppable momentum and resistance to kinetic energy, making it the best chariot among all chariots. The two giant-horned rhinoceroses pulling the chariot can turn this chariot into a high-speed steel tank when it runs. The added magic power can also protect against long-range attacks such as stray arrows and bombs. If the Gaoliang River God of Carts had this treasure at the time, he would have driven it recklessly and ignored millions of troops, overthrowing the Liao army and establishing the "True Song Dynasty".

Unfortunately, from the time he acquired this treasure until now, the prince has not used it to seriously attack the enemy's battle formation, except for the familiar closing game where he is sure to win.

But today, Adwin has decided to risk everything, even if it means staining the prince's car with blood! He will do his utmost to tear through the enemy's battle lines and break through Muten's walls!

"Please, Lady Grace, ride with me in this car! I will personally drive it forward. All of us Holy Fire Warriors must give our all and advance without retreat!"

The prince swore a resounding oath, adding, "This place is far from our homeland. If we are cowardly and lose the battle, no one, from the king to the soldiers, will be spared. Our surprise attack will humiliate the enemy, and after victory, they will show us no mercy. Even if the situation is dire, we must fight on! Only victory can bring us everything!"

"Only victory! Only victory!"

The soldiers surrounded the Grand Prince's magnificent and majestic chariot and shouted. It must be said that Adwin was at least a very qualified and excellent commander in terms of military talent. He spoke leniently about the battle in a few words, and reaffirmed the promise of "defeat the enemy, get promotions - wealth, land, slaves, everything" to encourage the soldiers and make them fight bravely in the next battle, because there was no way out from the rear. If the Xerxes were defeated, the fence-sitters would definitely turn against them and surround and kill the "Fire Demon" to pay their tribute to Devangel.

Soon, a blue-robed woman, whose complexion seemed pale due to lack of sunlight and whose beautiful black hair hung down behind her, came to the Grand Prince's chariot under the respectful guidance of her attendants.

Her appearance is very typical of a Xerxes woman, with a high nose and deep eyes, but her nose is not as high and straight as that of a Brio. Her facial features are three-dimensional, with a soft oriental charm and lively eyes, but her expression is a little cold, her temperament is cold, and she keeps people at a distance.

"Adwin, I have already predicted for you that the outcome of your war will be a glorious victory from a mortal's perspective. You will lay the foundation for a great nation. So, why did you send your slaves to interfere with me? Do you doubt my prophecy?"

As soon as they met, the blue-robed female wizard treated Satrap rudely, calling the prince by his name and scolding him for sending people to interfere. The slaves around her did not move at all, as if they had all become blind and deaf, like clay sculptures.

The honorable Satrap immediately got off the car after seeing the female mage, stepped on the backs of the slaves who were kneeling on the ground with their buttocks sticking out, and walked down the chariot. He came in front of the mage, spread his hands toward the sky, and then slowly lowered them, forming an open-arms embrace posture facing the female mage, and finally closed his hands.

"Noble Blood of the Holy Flame, Master of the Secret Laws, Arnor who ignites the Pure Fire... The gods and the world bless you."

The prince greeted him with a smile, and the female mage, who had a rather rude attitude, could only show the most basic etiquette. She clasped her hands together, then spread them open, making a gesture of sharing, and said, "Blessings are bestowed upon you as well."

Chapter 35: Mountains and Tsunamis!

He tried his best, gambled everything, and put most of the elite troops in the territory on this gamble. In addition to the huge profits that could be obtained if successful, there was another person who supported the prince's decision. She was hired by him with generous treatment and accepted a fief in the west. In recent years, she used her powerful power to support Adwin's various expansion plans, the "Holy Witch", the blue-robed wizard Grace.

When the prince was hesitant, he offered a large sum of money to the wizard for advice, and the latter used the mysterious divination technique of their school. Before this, the blue-robed wizard had made several accurate predictions for King Adwin, which made him a lot of money.

Prophesy the future of this war for King Adwin.

The other party told him the result as above:

He will lay the foundation for a great nation! His bloodline and descendants will be bathed in supreme glory and wield the sacred fire!

This was undoubtedly a reassurance for Adwin, making him full of fighting spirit and step onto the battlefield, vowing to do his best to achieve a future that would be remembered forever and praised by future generations!

......

King Adwin took advantage of the situation and delivered an impassioned speech, in which he mentioned the thousand-year-old feud between the Zoroastrians and Ashtar and the remnants of Ashtar. He said that the war between the two countries was a continuation of the thousand-year-old war, a war of justice (for both sides), and a holy war!

With the interests of nation, culture and civilization as the supplement, he also said that after winning this battle, he would provide the great Saint Witch Grace with 6,000 slaves at one time, and pay the wizard's annual salary for five years in one lump sum as the cost of the opponent's full attack. At the same time, after conquering the mountain people in the border area with the power of victory, he would build several observatory towers for her on the highest peaks of this mountain range so that the wizard could practice her prophecy and divination skills.

Such generous conditions made the female wizard's expression soften a little. She knew what Adwin wanted to do, which was to add another chip to the gambling table where he had already made a heavy bet, to ensure that the scales would definitely tip to his side.

As long as he wins, he will have everything.

After all, this was a cooperative relationship that had laid a good foundation in the past. Grace was not an active person, and her situation was quite common among mages. She would find a place to hide for years or even decades.

After returning home from the floating city, she originally wanted to go to the Alan Empire, but the half-baked "peek into the future" she learned from her crazy and sometimes-appearing mentor gave her the idea of ​​traveling north. She vaguely sensed that something might happen here that might be beneficial to her.

Grace is not proficient in transmutation spells, and her combat power can only be said to be average or even slightly lower than that of mages of the same level. However, the special nature of prophecy allows her to avoid many unnecessary troubles, so she has no objection to entering the demon-poor Serso area.

Just like creatures accustomed to high concentrations of oxygen (magic) will feel uncomfortable and unwell when entering a low-oxygen environment, or even develop various negative symptoms, mages will try not to go into the low-oxygen environment unless necessary.

But Grace relied on the prophecy magic that did not require much magic power, as well as the "divination technique" that extended from it, to be able to go anywhere like a fish in water, so she had no worries about this. However, if she faced a fellow mage...

The female mage revealed a very important piece of information to Adwin, who was paid a large sum of money just to give her the best of her power to ensure a complete victory in this war that was crucial to the Western Prince:

"Don't panic, Your Highness Satrap. I know from the twists and turns of fate the enemy you face—the same enemy I will face."

"That unknown comrade only has an arcane ring on him. You should know what that means."

Grace used this news to comfort the prince, who was a little agitated and uneasy because of the impending war.

"I believe he can overturn a city wall, and his magical power-shaping skills are also outstanding among his peers. However, I think you should not mind the casualties of a few mortal soldiers."

King Adwin was overjoyed. The methods of assessing the rank of mages were complex and varied, and not absolute. Some mages would hide in the deep mountains and forests for dozens or even hundreds of years. They were apprentices before entering, and they still had the status of "apprentices" after coming out.

But there are still some symbols of authority, such as the "Nine-Ring Rank" set by the wizards of the White Tower. If it is applied to the hierarchy of mortals, the first ring is the level of just jumping from knight to baron and officially becoming a noble; entering the hall and just receiving the robes from the academy to become a formal wizard.

"If possible, please try your best to 'retain' this lord. If I can get his help, many things that are tedious for you and difficult for mortals will no longer require you to personally perform." King Adwin made the request immediately. With the two mages joining him, he had the confidence to fight with the people around him.

Grace nodded and said she would try her best.

The army moved forward and would soon leave the mountain path and break into the plain.

A lifetime of honor, a legacy of hegemony after his death, everything, all raced back and forth in Adwin's heart. He seemed to have seen victory waving at him, and endless glory was about to shine upon him. His name would become a symbol as great as that of the previous king, and would become an indelible symbol of glory in the hearts of his descendants and his people.

"The Conqueror—Adwin Cecil! The Warrior King draped in glory, the Terror of Asta!"

But the female wizard who was standing on the right side of the prince, sitting on the soft and comfortable carpet, just waiting for everything to go "according to prediction" suddenly became a little dazed.

Some illusions, some scenes suddenly flashed before her eyes.

She seemed to have grasped something, but everything suddenly became unreal.

"and many more!"

The sorceress was a little frightened by this feeling. She reached out and grabbed the prince's arm. The prince who was "driving" the chariot himself was a little confused. He did not hear the sorceress's words clearly and was immersed in the grand illusion of the future.

"and many more!"

Grace's voice began to tremble, and there was a sense of fear in her words.

"No! No! This is not what I predicted!"

Her face was a little distorted, and there were several wrinkles on her smooth forehead.

"Stop! Stop your legion! This is not the fate I see!" She almost begged, shouting madly, and her nails pierced the prince's arm, leaving several bloody marks.

Adwin was also shocked by this. What kind of situation had happened to make this cold and noble holy wizard lose his composure like this!

At this time, the soldiers walking in the front were already in high spirits. They rushed out of the gorge and stepped into the fertile plains belonging to their thousand-year-old enemy with their feet that had already measured the scale of the mountains.

“Woo~~!!!”

“Woo~~!!!”

Countless ancient trumpets seemed to come from the most ancient wilderness, and were the roars and cries of the ancient survivors who were unwilling to accept this era. Their battle cries echoed for thousands of years in this now forgotten mountain kingdom, which was unanimously called "borderland" by the advanced people of both the East and the West and regarded as a barbaric area. However, it once had a noble name, "Atnuwa", which means "the kingdom of the gods".

The shrill sound of the horn hit people's eardrums directly. King Adwin, who was driving the chariot, had his hair standing on end and didn't even care about the pain of the female wizard scratching his arm.

"What happened? What happened!"

Above the heavens, the blazing sun, worshipped and sacrificed to for thousands of years by Xerxes and fire worshippers, had never been so dazzling! The air was twisting, and the high temperature was like the blazing, angry gaze of a god, cast from the heavens to the earth, scorching, destroying, and bestowing disrespect.

"God Anu~!!!"

Amid the overwhelming sound of the tsunami, the mountains were shaking!

Shadowy

The coalition of mountain people from the tribe of "King Anu" who were marching in front and occupying the exit position, pretending to repair their defenses on the spot in case of enemy attacks, suddenly turned against them and attacked with lightning speed. They first surrounded and killed Xerxes' vanguard army, which had been accompanying the army for surveillance and had not relaxed its vigilance until it broke out of the plain. Then they turned around and counterattacked in advance, quickly seizing the entrance and exit of the plain. There were many such roads in and out of the border area, and no matter which side occupied the Wall Plain, it was impossible to block all the passages.

On both sides of the Xerxes, the hills that looked so high that there was no way any ambushes could be hidden behind them - because even if they occupied the high ground, they could not rush down such a steep slope. Amid the deafening war roars coming from all directions and the terrified gazes of the Xerxes who were blocked in the corridor, the hills seemed to be tottering in the storm, struck by lightning, and finally unable to hold on to the ground, and collapsed like trees with the force of a landslide!

"Impossible! How is this possible? Perception, my perception..." The female mage screamed, and a strong blue light flashed on her wrist!

She grabbed the prince's armor and a barrier covered the two of them. The next moment, a beam of blazing light descended from the sky and instantly enveloped the entire chariot!

"His Majesty!!!"

The guard officer in the distance witnessed this horrific scene with his own eyes. He let out a scream distorted by fear, but in the extremely chaotic and collapsing battlefield, no one would pay attention to such a loss of composure by an officer.

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Chapter 36: Heavenly Punishment

The scorching air currents pushed away the soldiers around the chariot. The fully armed guards looked like rag dolls. The soldiers next to them stared in amazement at the beam of light that fell from the sky, passed through the clouds, and seemed to be cast from the sun.

It's like a punishment from heaven!

The female mage who faced this "divine light of heavenly punishment" felt only a great and fatal threat. Even though the intense heat was blocked by the barrier, Grace still felt her skin burning hot and about to crack.

She didn't dare to imagine what the consequences would be if she was hit directly. Maybe she would turn into a charred corpse or simply "disappear."

"barrier!"

Grace screamed, and a strong blue light bloomed from the wrist of her other hand, centered on her, allowing the already shaky protection to continue to hold up, but only for a short while.

She knew very well that she could not hold on for much longer. If she continued to waste time, the magic barrier would be broken. This powerful spell, which she had never seen before, would fall from the sky and would surely hit her and the prince. If she was unlucky, they would be completely destroyed. She had to find a way.

Fortunately, in addition to indulging in divination during this period, Grace was not idle and helped Adwin bully mortals.

She followed a "wise and foolish" mentor, a term used to describe wizards with strange behaviors that are difficult for outsiders to understand. They are believed to be great sages with extremely high talents in some aspects.

So Grace fell behind in some other spell courses. In order to learn the knowledge that the other party possessed, she spent a lot of energy working for the crazy wizard who was said to have become mentally abnormal because he had pried into too many secrets.

She didn't have many spell slots at her disposal, not even three third-level spells. The only fourth-level spell she had was [Detection] from the prophecy system, which could spy on the target's situation from a distance.

Learning and mastering spells is a very difficult task. You must first learn the principles and models of spells, then accumulate experience through repeated exploration, and finally write a paper to systematically describe your understanding of spells, and get approval from the reviewing mages before you can obtain the complete model of the spell and enter it into your own spell slot for release.

Those who master many spells are not necessarily specialized talents, but they are definitely good test-takers. Some elite mages who have learned from teachers also find it difficult to directly bypass this "defense - pass - completion" method. At most, it is just because of their teachers that they understand and master spells much faster than others, and even secretly master the complete spell model in advance. However, if they want to cast spells publicly, this process is unavoidable in any case.

But Grace, who knew her own shortcomings, did not stay in the demon-poor area without any preparation. Shortly after arriving here, she made a special trip south to the north of the Alan Empire. When she went there to purchase some useful resources, she obtained a broken magic item. Although it was broken, it was just enough to deal with the current situation!

The Sacrifice of Kianush

Accompanied by several screams, dozens of illusory human figures emerged from nothingness. Their faces were either dull or painful. They stayed around the chariot after they appeared. The high temperature that scorched the air to the point of "deforming" it seemed to have some effect on them, making their figures even more illusory, and from time to time they would twist along with the air.

【Light Body Technique】

Grace worked tirelessly, immediately casting a one-ring spell on herself and the prince, reducing the weight on their bodies while greatly increasing their running speed. Then, the ghostly figures quickly merged into a "shield" with a faint bloody color. Many human faces could be seen floating and wailing in it. Its surface bulged with many blood vessels and muscles, giving off a chilling sense of evil at first glance. Under Grace's control, it was pressed against the shield that was on the verge of breaking.

"run!"

She growled, and after the initial panic, facing the threat of death, Grace managed to calm down. She didn't think about the prophecy for the time being. The most urgent thing was to survive first, because only by surviving could there be a future!

After giving the reminder, Grace felt she had fulfilled her duty to her employer and jumped to the side of the chariot.

King Adwin was a veteran of many battles. Although as a mortal he was inevitably a little panicked when faced with such an unprecedented situation, he still jumped down behind Grace with nimble hands and feet.

Just as they jumped off the chariot, the scorching beam of light that descended from the sky suddenly increased in intensity again. Unfortunately, it was already past noon when the sun was at its strongest, and with the sky covered with thousands of clouds, even though Al used all his strength to activate the power of [Flame Sun Flare], he was still a step late in breaking through the defense.

After the magic shield was broken, the evil shield was placed on top, but facing the more powerful flare attack, it only lasted for two breaths before it shattered into pieces. Countless painful wails dissipated in the scorching heat, and then the entire prince's vehicle, the indestructible magic chariot, was deformed under this terrible attack, and then it seemed that its magic core was destroyed and it exploded.

The flare also exploded, splitting into many rays of scorching light that scattered in all directions like a rain of light.

Hard armor is easily melted and pierced, and when the flesh and blood of mortals are touched and pierced, charred marks will be left instantly.

In an instant, screams of pain filled the area around the chariot. The intense pain cast a gloomy haze over the entire battlefield before the fighting even began.

Although Al's decapitation attempt failed, it greatly shocked the enemy's command center.

Chapter 38