Warhammer Divine Throne

On the battlefield appeared a magnificent scene, a man and his mount driving away thousands of Green-skins, as if the first-generation Holy Grail Knight from epic myths had descended again.

The successive victories of the Holy Grail Knight greatly boosted human morale, and as the giants and Giant Demons turned to ashes amidst the bombardment of artillery and Magic, the battle reached a stalemate, with the Green-skins caught in a bitter struggle amidst the human counterattack.

At this moment, the resounding sound of a horn rang out from the human army ranks.

This horn was filled with grandeur and heroism, also containing endless wrath and supreme glory. Hearing the horn, Laine, who had just fought his way out of countless Green-skins, had an astounding bright light shine in his eyes: ”Finally, they have come.”

The Griffin Knights deployed, this trump card unit would decide the outcome of the battlefield at this crucial moment.

”For Ludwig! For the Empire! For Charlemagne!!!” The Griffin Knights, mounted on immense Griffins and Half-Griffins, launched their final charge towards the disordered Green-skinned Army.

The huge Griffins soared through the skies, their claws sweeping across the panic-stricken Green-skins, killing countless Green-skinned Lads on the spot, while the remaining ones were grabbed mid-air and thrown down, turning into smashed flesh.

The Half-Griffin cavalry launched a group charge, trampling over the Green-skins alive, relying on their force and massive bodies to crush their prey, with the Griffin Knights raising their long halberds high, leaving only minced flesh wherever they went.

”For the Empire! For Charlemagne!!!” The Imperial Army launched a counter-charge, with the Empire’s Great Swordsmen, Long Spear Soldiers, and Halberdiers tightly united, chanting the name of Emperor Charlemagne as they charged at the Green-skins, their weapons drinking deeply of the Green-skins’ blood, proving their own glory!

”Knights! The Empire is attacking back, what are we waiting for?!” Holy Grail Knight Jules also raised his Knight’s Sword: ”For the Lady! For Brittania!”

The human counterattack had begun!

The Green-skinned Warlord Ugluk sensed something was terribly wrong. It was not a match for the humans before its eyes; seeing the Green-skinned Army in defeat, it knew this waaagh! was a failure. But it didn’t matter; it believed Brother Gao and Brother Mao would favor it again. This update is available on novel-fire.ɴet

But now, it was time to retreat! Engaged in a battle with the Griffin Duke, Ugluk immediately feigned a strike, then drew a potion from its body and poured it into its Two-legged Flying Dragon, attempting to escape.

Ivan had no intention of letting it escape. Just as Ugluk was retrieving the potion, the Griffin Duke urged the Beast Calamity to speed up, each strike of the Beast Calamity left one bloody hole after another on the Two-legged Flying Dragon, while the Griffin True Silver Holy Sword pierced into the dragon’s abdomen, carving a long bloody gash.

The Two-legged Flying Dragon howled loudly, launching a desperate counterattack with its Sharp Fangs against the Griffin, leaving deep, bottomless wounds on the neck and abdomen of the Beast Calamity, then trembled as it continued to flap its wings, barely diving towards the ground at high speed with the help of the potion, spilling blood all over the sky.

Ivan abandoned the pursuit because the Beast Calamity was also heavily injured and could not continue the chase. He disdainfully watched Ugluk and its Two-legged Flying Dragon crash into the field, then pulled the reins and descended towards the main battlefield.

Someone was already waiting below.

It was Laine, and Pinecone was already very tired, so he jumped down from his steed.

The Two-legged Flying Dragon, after a forced glide, crash-landed on the plains and rolled over several times, letting out a wail before falling silent.

Ugluk also rolled several times along with its dragon on the ground, the Green-skinned Warlord was dizzy and dazed by the fall. As it struggled to get up, Laine also appeared before it, the Holy Grail Knight gripping the hilt of the Revenge Goddess Sword on his back: ”Any last words?”

”Go to hell! Human!!!” Ugluk raised its large machete, opening its foul-smelling mouth wide, revealing yellow, rotten Sharp Fangs.

Laine remained calm, his words devoid of any emotion.

”Hmm, I heard that.”