Ashen Dragon-Chapter 426 - 349 Battle of the Holy City (Part 1)
Chapter 426 -349 Battle of the Holy City (Part 1)
The Central Plains of Fianso, outside the former capital of the Holy Fadlan Federation, Theodivacan.
A hundred-meter-high white city wall stood tall on the earth, stretching endlessly for miles, magnificent and grand, its time-weathered walls engraved with enormous golden sun holy emblems.
Yet even such a towering city wall could not obscure the “Eternal Sun God’s Tower” within the city, nor could it shield the spire that soared into the clouds.
It was a massive three-tiered pentagonal spire, piercing the sky to a height surpassing the ground level by sixty-eight stories, with a golden hemispherical top—allowing observers from anywhere on the Central Plains to look up and admire the sun disk of Amanata.
Once, on every summer solstice, the sun disk atop the tower would emit boundless radiance, bringing inner peace and bodily warmth to everyone in the city.
This was Sunshine City, Theodivacan.
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Any traveler or merchant who came here would be astounded by its grandeur and submit to the unparalleled power of the Holy Fadlan.
Even though the “Eternal Sun God’s Tower” was now dim and the once-mighty Holy Fadlan Federation had disintegrated, people could still feel the lost splendor and glory through the holy city.
The ground outside the city was riddled with holes.
Smoke lingered everywhere.
Dried bloodstains, piled corpses, even remnants of divine descendants with wings on their backs.
Such scenes were common on this devastated battlefield; even the city walls were riddled with craters and cracks—for the Three Great Kingdoms had waged dozens of wars around this city.
And atop the heavy white city wall, Cassandra’s banners stood tall, with warriors clad in heavy golden armor raising their weapons high and shouting in unison.
There were also spellcasters in bright and luxurious robes with sun embroidery. They held their magic wands, the mana gems on them glowing, creating a golden radiant shield outside the wall.
Great crossbows of gold aimed outside the city, with Cassandra soldiers straining to load them with sizzling, burning giant arrows.
Cheers erupted continuously.
“Praise the Sun!”
“For the Kingdom of Cassandra!”
“His Majesty Audis is the true emperor, kill those rebels!”
“It’s those rebels who caused us to lose the great Sun God’s blessing! Only by eliminating them can His Majesty Audis welcome the return of the gods!”
On the wall, a towering man dressed in golden armor and wearing a heavy bull horn helmet, his eyes glowing with fiery light, raised a long knife with one arm, and roared loudly.
He was Ely Gianvito Velasquez, the Divine Duke of the Kingdom of Cassandra, a beloved general of Aragon the First—one of the earliest legendary warriors to receive the Sun God’s blessing.
Feared for his ferocity, he had followed the old emperor to battles south and north, and had personally slain a Barlow Flame Demon.
“Marshal Ely!”
“Victory!”
“Fight for His Majesty Audis! Fight to restore Holy Fadlan!”
With Duke Ely’s words, the soldiers of the Kingdom of Cassandra burst into a jubilant roar, their morale soaring.
The divine descendants of the Kingdom of Cassandra mainly had towering statures, fair skin, and perfect physiques, like flawless statues clad in heavy armor.
They received the Sun God’s blessing, gaining strength similar to the celestial descendants from the upper planes of Heaven, and were thus often referred to as “Titan Divine Descendants.”
—And their king, Audis Aragon, was the same.
“Silence!”
“This is outright rebellion!”
Outside the city, high in the sky, a female warrior with enormous radiant wings and wielding a great sword brimming with explosive divine power raised her sword single-handedly, pointing at Ely on the city wall from above.
“Ely! You are the true rebels! The culprits causing His Majesty’s departure!”
“You have forsaken your faith!”
Her eyes also glowed with fiery light, with a sun holy emblem in the center of her helmet and wing-shaped decorations on the sides.
Every flap of her radiant wings emitted sparks.
This angelic female warrior was named Tirena Sta Angel, also a divine duke who had received the Sun God’s blessing, becoming a legendary paladin.
Like the others, she received the Sun God’s blessing, gaining strength similar to that of the Aetherial Deity Tribe, and was thus referred to as an “Angel Divine Descendant.”
—And their king, Wilhelm Aragon, was the same.
Behind Tirena, hundreds of light-armored warriors with wings flew in the sky outside the holy city, almost covering the sky.
Yet their wings were far less magnificent than Tirena’s.
Tirena flapped her wings, raised her great sword brimming with explosive divine power, and shouted fervently.
“Cassandra people, you are too arrogant and ignorant!”
“Everyone, reclaim the holy city!”
“Restore the glory of Fadlan, reclaim Theodivacan!”
She shouted thus, her gilded wings fluttering down, making the scene even more sacred.
“Restore the glory of Fadlan, reclaim Theodivacan!”
Whether in the sky were the Divine Descendant Legion or on the ground were the soldiers of Thrace, all shouted in unison, their voices shaking the heavens, even overpowering the opposition.
And on the ground, there were legions not only composed of mortals but also divine descendant aids from the Kingdom of Seleucis—they had received powers akin to those of the celestial race Gai-dein Tribe, some with horse heads and human bodies, some with deer heads and human bodies, and some with dragon heads and human bodies.
Amanata sometimes manifested or demonstrated his favor or displeasure through beings like emerald dragons, sapphire dragons, steel dragons, sun hawks, brown dogs, milky-white cats, snow-white wolves, and pure-white stallions.
The divine descendants of the Kingdom of Seleucis often obtained the powers of these superhuman beings, thus growing heads different from mortals and were called “Divine Favored Descendants.”
—And their king, Iloti Aragon, was the same.
It was said that His Majesty had a dragon head and a human body.
Banners of each kingdom flew simultaneously on this battlefield, all bearing sun holy emblems but each presenting different versions.
The Holy Emblem of the Kingdom of Cassandra was the sun with crossed swords and shields, the Holy Emblem of the Kingdom of Thrace was the sun with outspread wings, and the Holy Emblem of the Kingdom of Seleucis was the sun with a side-facing dragon head.
“The holy city… will belong solely to Cassandra.”
“Once His Majesty Audis reconquers Thrace and Seleucis, the glory of the Federation will shine again, and His Majesty Aragon can rest in peace.”
Ely squinted his eyes slightly, looking at the allied forces occupying the ground and sky not far away, and said softly.
Thinking of this, he swung his long knife vigorously, shouting loudly, “Soldiers of the Kingdom of Cassandra, swear to defend the holy city!”
“Swear to kill the rebels!”
“Swish—”
Immediately, a crescent-shaped blade of light shot up to the sky, carrying terrifying heat and flames, heading straight for Tirena in the sky.
“Kill!”
“Swear to kill the rebels! Defend the holy city!”
The generals on the wall shouted in unison.
At the same time, giant arrows were shot from the top of the city wall, like a torrential downpour attacking the allied forces outside the city.
Spellcasters of the Cassandra Arcane Legion also raised their magic wands simultaneously, casting radiance, flames, lightning, and even hurricanes from the city walls.
The offensive of the Kingdom of Cassandra rivaled a scourge.
War was on the brink of eruption.
And this was already the umpteenth battle for the holy city.
