Warhammer Divine Throne

The battle near the Ten Thousand Demon Rock had ended, leaving only the fight between Laine and the Four-armed Bull Demon.

”It’s over.” Laine brushed his right hand over the head of the Griffin Warhammer, and lightning burst forth, gathering in large arcs on the warhammer with a crackling sound. He took a step back, then hurled his warhammer at the Four-armed Bull Demon.

Four-armed Bull Demon Sete barely dodged, its shoulder struck by Laine’s warhammer. A sharp paralyzing and painful sensation forced it to halt its retreat: ”Human... Human!!!”

With the warhammer thrown, Laine began to gather all his spiritual energy.

It was a pure Spiritual Power Spear, silvery-white in color, carrying a devastating force of Emperor’s wrath.

This was the Emperor’s generous teaching to his beloved son, the great father teaching Laine how to use his spiritual energy to eradicate evil.

”No! No!” The Four-armed Bull Demon felt the terrifying tidal waves of energy, its initial surprise turning to fear as it realized the destructive power contained in the Light Spear.

It knew the outcome if hit, backing away until it leaned against the Ten Thousand Demon Rock.

Laine did not give it a chance to flee; the Genetic Primarch hurled the Light Spear with all his might, transforming it into a rain of destruction.

Hit!

”No! No! No!” The heart-wrenching screams echoed to the sky. It struggled frantically, trying to use the power of the Ten Thousand Demon Rock to weaken this fatal strike, but unfortunately, perhaps even the Ten Thousand Demon Rock couldn’t help this time.

The Spiritual Power Spear not only pierced the Four-armed Bull Demon’s heart but also penetrated the Ten Thousand Demon Rock behind it. In the deadly spiritual energy explosion, all the sins committed by the Beastmen appeared before the Alliance Army.

One ruined village after another.

One innocent life after another.

Battle after battle lost.

In the visions, everyone felt the anger of the God of Chaos, but the glow of the Spiritual Blade was so dazzling that Laine was the first to come back to his senses: ”Retreat! Everyone! Fall back!”

Everyone retreated one after another.

The Ten Thousand Demon Rock exploded; amidst a huge noise and blinding white light, the entire Ten Thousand Demon Rock blasted apart, the core of Beastmen’s faith, the totem of Chaos, was thus turned into history.

”Boom!”

Rubble, smoke, bones, corpses, and what remained was victory!

”Victory!” Laine walked out unharmed from the smoke and stood before the destroyed Ten Thousand Demon Rock, shouting at the Alliance Army: ”Victory!”

”Victory! Victory!”

”We won!”

”Praise the Lady!”

The human and Wood Elf Alliance erupted in thunderous cheers.

From mid-August to early September, from the Valeremy Camp to the Ten Thousand Demon Rock.

Days and nights of numerous battles, large and small.

Small-scale skirmishes, repeated harassment battles.

Counterattacks in the torrential rain, clash after clash in the forest.

The unexpected reinforcements of Wood Elves, the bloody fight before the Ten Thousand Demon Rock.

Then, victory!

”Tear down the Horned Totem!”

”Tear down the Horned Totem!”

”Tear down the Horned Totem!”

Deafening cheers arose, and even the humblest peasants howled at the sky, countless ropes bound to the Horned Totem, the symbol of Beastmen’s power and authority.

The lofty Horned Totem was adorned with the heads and bones of various creatures, surrounded by Beastmen’s supplies and weapons, their war medals, and the shame column of the Knights.

Since the Dor Tower incident over two hundred years ago, the army of Brittania had never destroyed the Ten Thousand Demon Rock, the Horned Totem standing tall and telling the story of the wars between Knights and Beastmen for over two hundred years.

Now, they could finally destroy it!

Under the command of the Knights, peasants and soldiers voluntarily organized, forming teams to pull down the Horned Totem.

Even many Wood Elves couldn’t help but join in; compared to humans, Wood Elves held an even greater hatred for the Beastmen.

”Destroy it! Destroy it! Destroy it!” In the eyes of everyone, the Horned Totem collapsed, turning to ruins.

The achievements and glory of the Beastmen, like the rubble on the ground, were swept into the dust.

”Victory!”

”Victory!”

”We triumphed! The Knightly Army triumphed!”

”The gods will cleanse this land completely through our efforts!”

”Let us rejoice in our victory!”

”Long live the Lady of the Lake! Long live Lady Shalya! Long live Lord Laine!”

The spoils of war, gold, silver, various Beastmen loot now became the collection of the Alliance Army. Laine used his power to purify the filth in the camp, and the Right Army fell into revelry.

The Holy Grail Knight stood tall before the destroyed Ten Thousand Demon Rock, smiling as he watched the army reveling in the camp.

This was the result he desired; this was the purpose of the Knightly War.

He achieved it.

What he didn’t notice was, in a corner, Surya was gazing up at Laine’s towering figure, the female Knight’s eyes glimmering with extraordinary light...

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Meanwhile, Brittania, Arden Forest, near Yulsen Castle.

The Knightly Army had fallen into dire straits, breaking completely after holding out for a day. The army was out of food, and peasant soldiers fled in droves, leaving only the soldiers and knights to continue resisting stubbornly.

In despair, the knights began to kill their horses for food. They wept aloud, unable to bear the agony in their hearts as they faced the pleading gaze of their warhorses. Many knights even chose to take their own lives with their swords.