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Chapter 116: The Roman Sword (Part Two)
“Pila!”“Pila!”The command echoed again and again, tearing through the smoke-filled battlefield like a bell rung for the dead. It did not fade. It did not soften. It kept coming, heavy and relentless, until the sound itself seemed to press against the chest.What followed was not a charge.It was not a roar of men rushing forward.It was something worse.It was a storm.Days of fighting had bled the Senate legions dry. The ground told the story better than any report ever could. Bodies lay everywhere, some burned black, some cut apart, others frozen in strange positions as if death had caught them mid-thought. Numbers had dropped. Supplies were strained. Morale had been scraped down to something thin and bitter.And still, the enemy line burned.Ahead of the legions stood an unbroken wall of fire, bright enough to hurt the eyes and hot enough to make breathing painful. It moved when commanded, flared when threatened, and answered to one will alone. The beast-elf war shaman Shase stoo
Chapter 115: The Sword of Rome (Part One
he moment the Roman gladiators waded into the river, the warriors of the Nami Sea Clan knew something had gone terribly wrong.It was not fear at first. It was instinct.The Lannon River churned violently as nets burst upward from beneath its surface, spreading wide like vicious flowers in bloom. One followed another. Then another. Soon there were too many to track. They overlapped and tangled, each knot placed with care, each line designed to trap, tighten, and pull a struggling body into helpless stillness.The fishmen charged anyway.They roared and surged forward, driven by numbers and confidence, believing sheer force would carry them through. It lasted only seconds. Nets snapped shut around limbs and torsos. Powerful bodies twisted in panic. Arms locked. Gills flared as breath failed. Thin strands of wire bit into flesh, slicing deeper with every desperate movement.The river filled with confusion and blood.The gladiators did not panic. They never did.They moved with calm, rut
Chapter 114 : Roman Gladiators
The soul was never meant to leave the flesh.That truth had been passed down through countless generations, spoken by priests, scholars, and warriors alike. A soul without a body was like a blade without an edge. You could still call it a sword, but it would never cut. Ares Valen had always understood this in theory.Only now did he truly feel it.And the realization came with fear.Something essential was slipping away from him, slowly but relentlessly, like sand running through open fingers. For the first time since he could remember, Ares Valen felt helpless.He could not move.He could not feel his body.The strength he had forged through years of war sacrifices, the brutal conditioning that had hardened his flesh and instincts, answered him no longer. His body might as well have belonged to someone else. He tried to command it, tried to force it to respond, but nothing happened.It was like shouting orders into an endless void.In the realm of the soul, physical power was meaning
Chapter 113 : The Tiger Guard Camp
The name Tiger Guard was never meant to impress anyone.It was not chosen for poetry, nor for pride. No bard had whispered it into existence, and no noble had polished it to sound heroic. The name existed for one reason only.It was a warning.Once the Tiger Guard moved, they did not stop. They did not slow down. They did not reconsider. They charged, hunted, and pursued like a tiger that had already chosen its prey and decided there was no other path left in the world. Retreat did not exist for them. Doubt was something other men carried.The Tiger Guard existed to destroy.Beneath the Dragon Banner stood a thousand men.They stood close, shoulder to shoulder, boots pressed into blood-soaked earth. No one spoke. No one shifted their weight. Their breathing was steady, measured, almost unnaturally calm. It was the kind of calm that only came from years of drilling and from seeing death so often that it stopped being shocking.A thousand breaths rose and fell together.A thousand heart
Chapter 112: The Breakthrough Battalion
By the time the Breakthrough Battalion finally forced their way beneath the Emperor Mammoths, they were no longer a thousand strong.Not even close.The battlefield had taken its price early, and it had taken it brutally.The first clash had been a nightmare made real. The kind of moment commanders pray never comes, and soldiers never forget if they survive it. Entire lines disappeared in seconds. Men were trampled into the earth, crushed beneath iron-plated feet, or thrown aside like broken shields. Some died screaming. Some did not even have time for that.It should have shattered the battalion.It did not.Those still alive did what soldiers have always done when retreat is impossible. They adapted. They learned fast. They moved forward because standing still meant death.Only when they reached the dark space beneath the mammoths, behind the thick pillars of their legs and under the massive shadows of their bellies, did the Imperial Guard finally discover a way to fight back.From
Chapter 110: The Formation-Breaking Battalion
The ground groaned.Not cracked. Not split apart. It groaned, deep and low, as if the land itself were alive and already regretting the nightmare about to trample across its back.A heavy tremor rolled through the battlefield. At first it was distant, almost subtle. Then it grew stronger. Strong enough to rattle armor plates. Strong enough to make teeth chatter inside clenched jaws.Dust lifted from the earth in thin sheets.Men froze.Then the sound came.“ROOOAAR!”Eleven Imperial Mammoths surged forward at the same moment.Not one after another. Not in a staggered line. They charged together, perfectly synchronized, like an army that needed no orders.It was the kind of sight that robbed soldiers of breath.Each step struck the ground with the force of a collapsing tower. Twenty two massive legs crashed down in merciless rhythm, sending shockwaves outward in widening circles. Stones leapt from the soil. Loose earth erupted into the air. Within seconds, a wall of gray dust swallowed
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