The sky continued to burn with streaks of descending light. Eron stared upward while his heart pounded in his chest. The golden ring above the battlefield expanded slowly while several blazing figures descended through the clouds.Each one carried the same overwhelming pressure as the angel standing before them.Eron spoke quietly. “That is definitely worse.”Kael kept his gaze fixed on the sky. “Yes.”The angel on the battlefield lowered its sword slightly while watching the approaching lights.“The generals have arrived,” it said.The warden stood beside Kael while its cracked armor shifted with every breath.“You called reinforcements.”The angel did not deny it. “The gods do not tolerate prolonged resistance.”The glowing figures slowed as they approached the battlefield.Three of them landed first.Each arrival created a shockwave of divine energy that spread across the plain.Eron staggered slightly as the pressure intensified. “That makes four angels now.”The commander of the

The battlefield stayed still for a few seconds after Kael spoke. The ground shook under the throne as dark energy continued to flow from it. The prisoners stood silently across the plain, and the angels hovered in the air with their weapons raised.Eron stared at Kael. “You just said the gods are sending something worse than an army.”Kael remained seated on the throne. His eyes still glowed faintly with the same dark power that filled the structure beneath him.“That is correct.”Eron folded his arms. “That statement does not make me feel better.”The warden remained kneeling beside the throne, and its massive head was lowered in respect.“Ash Sovereign,” it said. “Give the command, and we will destroy the angels.”Kael watched the sky carefully before answering. “That would be premature.”Eron looked up again. The golden ring in the sky had grown wider, and the descending streaks of light had stopped moving.They now hovered high above the battlefield. “What exactly are we waiting f

The battlefield behind them continued burning. Eron could still hear the distant thunder of weapons and explosions long after he left the plains. The clash between the church army and the prisoners had turned into a massive war, and the arrival of the colossal creature from the sky had only made the chaos worse.Kael had forced him to leave.The memory of the argument still echoed in Eron’s mind. “You cannot stay here,” Kael had said firmly.Eron had shaken his head. “I am not abandoning you.”Kael had stepped closer. “You are not abandoning me. You are protecting the people who cannot survive this battlefield.”Eron had looked back toward the burning plains. “That sounds like a convenient excuse.”Kael’s voice had remained calm. “The war will grow larger before it ends. Civilians living in the nearby settlements will die if someone does not move them now.”Eron had understood the truth behind those words: that the villages surrounding the plains had no protection and the church army

The beam of divine energy tore through the sky like a falling star. Kael saw the attack the moment the divine executor released it. The enormous spear of golden light descended toward the throne with enough force to split the valley in half.The ground trembled under the pressure of the attack.The demon prisoners shouted warnings while scrambling away from the throne.Even the massive warden stepped back. “That strike will destroy everything.”Kael understood the truth immediately. The gods had forced the executor to unleash a final attack.They wanted the throne erased.Kael stepped forward, and dark power surged around him while the throne behind him pulsed violently. The ancient structure seemed to react to the incoming attack; energy spread through the cracks in the stone.Kael raised both hands.The air around him twisted as dark power gathered into a shield; the beam struck seconds later, and golden light collided with the barrier.The impact shook the battlefield.The explosio

The golden light surrounding the false king pulsed like a heartbeat. Kael watched the change carefully while tightening his grip on his sword. The man who had claimed the throne no longer moved like a ruler or even a warrior. His posture had become rigid. His glowing eyes stared forward without emotion.The divine executor stepped closer as if acknowledging the command. “Eliminate the destroyer,” the false king repeated.His voice sounded hollow, as though someone else had taken control of his body. The prisoners nearby began retreating again; even the warden stepped backward while watching the transformation.“The gods are using him like a puppet,” the warden muttered.Kael did not answer; his attention shifted briefly toward the sky. He could not see the gods themselves, but he could feel their presence pressing against the battlefield.They had taken direct control of the situation. The false king raised his arm slowly; golden energy gathered around his hand and formed a long spear