Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong

Chapter 1981: Chapter 1113: The Fortress Engulfed in Smoke_2

“And so what? It’s just like ants shaking a giant tree.”

Saint King William’s old face was full of disdain, and he said calmly, “After the holy declaration by our Supreme Lord, the devout soldiers of the Grim Kingdom are already unstoppable. Just increase the intensity of the attack.”

With that, William waved his hand and commanded, “Order all the waiting Royal Knights under the city to attack together!”

As William’s words just fell, the Grim Kingdom knights waiting under the city all boiled with killing intent, howling as they rushed up the city wall.

It’s worth noting that the great Gannon the Ninth has also issued a holy order supporting His Majesty the Saint King’s attack. Under the double orders of the Saint King and the Pope, how could the soldiers who believe in the Holy Light be willing to fall behind?

In an instant, the morale in the Grim camp soared with the support of reinforcements, quickly stopping the decline and starting to rebuild positions on half of the city wall. Even facing Tier 5 powerhouses like Sofia, they charged forward madly one after another.

Seeing this, our generals frowned tightly.

These Grim Kingdom soldiers who believe in the Holy Light are like they have been injected with chicken blood, fearing neither death nor injury, which is the root cause of our initial defeat.

At this moment, a young female voice filled with holiness and magnetism suddenly resounded through the heavens and earth.

“Soldiers of the Grim Kingdom, you are waging an unnecessary war. The root of the Holy Light is healing, not slaughter. The Holy Light can give intruders a mighty blow, but it is not intended for the intruder themselves.”

The young woman’s gentle voice was like a flame flickering in the winter, instantly warming the bloody city wall.

“Is that the Coldflame Kingdom’s Holy Maiden Queen Sofia?”

Amid the frenzied attacking Grim Kingdom soldier camp, a middle-aged commander looked at the slender figure surrounded by the Holy Light on the city head and shouted subconsciously, “Impossible, Her Majesty Sofia has already integrated with the Holy Light for centuries. How can she appear here?”

Hearing the middle-aged commander’s voice, the soldiers began to look at each other, the bloodlust and killing intent in their eyes dissipating quite a bit.

This Coldflame Kingdom’s Holy Maiden was deeply beloved in the Grim Kingdom before her coronation as the Queen.

Though she was the Princess of the Coldflame Kingdom, she treated the citizens of the Grim Kingdom equally, often risking her life to personally rescue many Grim Kingdom citizens, even those abandoned by their own country’s nobility.

How could the people of the Grim Kingdom not be deeply grateful for a Coldflame Princess who risked her life for the citizens of another country?

During that time, no one within the Grim Kingdom did not know Sofia’s name. She was the Holy Maiden of the Temple of Light, the absolute symbol of purity and sanctity!

When Sofia returned to the Coldflame Kingdom to be crowned as Queen, the Grim Kingdom was the first to recognize her throne.

Even today, long after Sofia’s fall, she remains the only foreign monarch respected by the people of the Grim Kingdom as Her Majesty. Her legendary stories continue to be the favorite tales in the taverns of the Grim Kingdom.

Indeed, her portraits and statues are everywhere, and the name Sofia itself is most common among females in the Grim Kingdom, a testament to her enduring legacy.

Therefore, when Sofia’s figure appeared on the city head, it naturally brought a considerable shock to the Grim Kingdom soldiers.

“The Holy Light itself will not fall, but that does not mean those wielding its power won’t. Killing in the name of the Holy Light is blasphemy against the Radiance and against every believer of the Radiance!”

“Soldiers of the Grim Kingdom, open your blinded eyes and see clearly who is leading the slaughter, who is truly the enemy of the Holy Light!”

As Sofia finished speaking, a gentle golden wave burst forth.

This was a spell designed to balance the inner mind, undoubtedly capable of significantly mitigating the opponent camp’s killing intent and momentum.

Hearing Sofia’s words, coupled with the spell’s effects, the aggressive Grim camp quieted considerably,

A significant portion of soldiers were visibly shaken, starting to look at each other.

Seeing this scene, our soldiers rejoiced and cheered.

While the opponent used the Holy Light and devotion as weapons, Her Majesty the Holy Maiden countered with the name of the Holy Light itself, this is the so-called defeat magic with magic.

“Is it really the Coldflame Kingdom’s Holy Maiden Queen Sofia?”

Beneath the towering city wall, Saint King William looked at the first Queen of Coldflame on the city head, surrounded by the Holy Light, his twisted old face full of uncontrollable anger.

“My King, our morale has dropped significantly again, and if it continues, it will surely be detrimental to the battle.”

Jered pondered for a moment before advising, “According to reports from the front commanders, not only have several former kings appeared in the enemy camp, but also past national-level powerhouses. Perhaps we should reconsider our strategy and wait for reports from other directions. If any grand army enters the Coldflame Domain, the opponent will inevitably be thrown into chaos, making it easy to capture this place…”

Before Jered could finish speaking, Saint King William’s old face was full of impatience, coldly snorting, “Nonsense, besides saying discouraging words, what else can you do as Holy Knight Commander?”

“This order comes from our Supreme Lord. Even if Grim Kingdom suffers heavy losses, we must capture this place today!”

After speaking, a hint of fanaticism appeared on Saint King William’s old face, commanding the waiting Messenger Officer, “Invite that Excellency here.”

The Messenger Officer received the order with his hand on his chest, and soon after, an elder dressed in a golden Priest Robe slowly approached.

Jered immediately recognized the elder’s identity; it was the highly esteemed Scot Archbishop of the Light Sanctuary’s Main Temple.

“From here on, we’ll rely on your efforts, Scot Excellency.”

Saint King William slightly nodded to the newcomer, expressing considerable respect.

“Haha, everything follows His Majesty’s orders.”

Scot gently stroked his white beard and smiled, “Though they managed to crack our Light Sanctuary’s ‘Holy Guardian’ Puppet Technique, this new move won’t be so easily countered.”

Upon hearing this, before Jered could react to the meaning of those words, Scot’s aged hands suddenly lit with dark golden rays, and a large dark golden Magic Array was unleashed.

As he continually chanted spells, the dark golden Magic Array on the ground gradually transformed from a flat surface to a three-dimensional form, quickly becoming a towering, semi-transparent dark golden Magic Tower, appearing to be magnificently luminous yet conveying a hint of eeriness.

The moment the dark golden Magic Tower formed, a invisible wave of energy surged forth.

Wherever the energy wave reached, those Grim soldiers whose aggression was mitigated by Sofia’s words suddenly froze, their vacant eyes flashing with golden light, and they began to murmur with rising killing intent.

“Did the Saint King turn his own soldiers into those frenzied Golden Pupil Warriors?”

Witnessing this abrupt scene, Burt’s old eyes widened in disbelief.

Having just battled the Golden Pupil Soldiers, he knew well.

Those frenzied soldiers not only fear neither death nor injury but lack any rationale, often executing moves that harm thousands of enemies at the expense of hundreds of their own.

If not for the various binding magical scrolls granted by the Lord, widely equipped amongst the commanders and elite troops, the casualties at Sunset Fortress would have been far more severe.

In such circumstances, willingly turning one’s soldiers into frenzied puppets is undoubtedly the equivalent of personally signing their death warrants.

“No, this is not just the ordinary ‘Holy Guardian’ Puppet Technique, but a far more terrifying art.”

Sofia’s fair face was full of gravity and she spoke to Burt, “Quickly prepare the soldiers for defense; a bloody storm is about to strike!”

Sure enough, as Sofia’s words just fell, those suddenly frenzied enemy Golden Pupil soldiers began to undergo an unimaginable transformation.

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