"Moran… this war… you could clearly resolve it by yourself… why… why do it like this…"
A king speaks in a daze.
Just feeling the heat wave brought by the hellish three-headed dog makes him feel as if his very soul is being scorched.
He cannot understand why he is still alive.
He believes that Moran, displaying such terrifying power, now allows such a terrifying monster to approach them.
It must be to deliver punishment to them.
"How strange, wasn't this coalition war initiated at your request? I merely did not want to refuse your goodwill, so I agreed. Besides, wasn't it you who wanted me to take the lead?"
Moran maintains a calm smile.
The spirits of the kings are nearly at their breaking point.
Upon careful reflection, it is indeed so.
This coalition war was entirely their scheme, and even asking Moran to take action was their suggestion.
Everything is their own doing.
"Then… are you now… going to punish us?"
"Hmm? Have you harmed me in any way? No, right? What kind of narrow-minded king do you take me for? I have never regarded you as enemies from the beginning."
Moran locks eyes with the speaking king.
That deep gaze seems to penetrate the soul, rendering any falsehood insignificant before him.
The noble kings cannot even feel bitterness.
Perhaps in the eyes of the other party, they are far less significant than a small stone in the way.
"…However, if you wish to see what true war is, why not join me once more on the battlefield?"
However, contrary to their expectations,
This Light King does not see them merely as stones but gazes at them with a dignified look.
As if watching over his subjects.
This causes everyone to tremble in their hearts.
"I assure you, this war will not be like the previous one; it will be the most spectacular battle since the divine era faded—everyone, become a part of my army."
[As if the words contain an irresistible charm.]
[After witnessing such terrifying power,]
[The noble kings seem to have opened Pandora's box; just a glance and they can no longer look away.]
[They thought they would be punished by this Light King.]
[Little did they know, what descended would be mercy.]
[Being gazed upon by this supreme existence, everyone momentarily feels a sense of being cherished and surprised.]
[At this point, they can only concede.]
[They are captivated by the Light King's dominance.]
[They are enamored by the majesty of this king.]
[They choose to become part of the demon army, wanting to witness unprecedented mysteries, wanting to see absolute victory.]
[For this, they can only bow their heads to the king who displays terror and this divine might—]
"Let's go, head to the battlefield where the dragon is.
All troops, advance. We cannot let it taste complete defeat; it must submit to my command."
Moran steps onto the lowered head of the hellish three-headed dog.
The soldiers of Tintagel begin to take action, and they set off towards the battlefield together.
[The dark stars move across the sky.]
[Following them is the relentless surge of fury.]
[This is not a metaphor. It is indeed faster than most existing means of movement, a method that transcends reason.]
[The roaring sound and water columns reach hundreds of meters high.]
[And this process continues unabated.]
[The frigid seawater trembles as if it is constantly being bombarded. The resulting tsunami is comparable to the devastation of an earthquake, and this is just the beginning.]
[You ride on a three-headed dog the size of a hill, moving across the sea at high speed, chasing after Vortigern in the sky.]
[With the golden sword, you can apply beast characteristics to anything; the hellish three-headed dog has been endowed with the characteristics of a sea beast, allowing it to move as if on solid ground even on the sea.]
[Your army is also enhanced by the beast characteristics.]
[They follow you like a storm that devours everything, and nothing can obstruct their advance.]
[Looking at the rapidly flying Vortigern,]
[You will not let it continue moving like this; playing a cat-and-mouse game is not interesting.]
"All troops, advance."
Moran waved his hand to the army following behind him.
[This was the signal cannon marking the beginning of the war]
[In an instant, the explosive fighting spirit erupted with the army's shouts]
[The great battle unfolded on this sea]
[As if singing a hymn of victory, the sky seemed to be torn open, leaving a massive scar]
[In the distance, Morgan simultaneously activated her Water Mirror Magecraft, transferring half of the forces from the headquarters to the sea]
[Although the spell was cast in front of Vortigern]
[It was impossible to stop him]
[Given Vortigern's incredible speed, he could pass through the army in mere moments]
[However, a streak of aurora broke through]
[Shattering Vortigern's plan]
"Guh! You too… Albion!?"
[Vortigern raised his arm covered in dragon scales]
[He barely managed to block this sudden attack]
[When it comes to speed, Melusine would not lose to anyone, not even Vortigern]
[Her blade left a slash mark on the black dragon scales]
[This displeased Melusine]
[She had originally aimed for Vortigern's heart, wanting to deliver a perfect first strike in this war]
[A torrent of dark energy erupted]
[Melusine activated her engine in time to evade]
"Hmph, to go this far…"
Vortigern paused due to Melusine's attack.
He floated in the air, gazing at the transparent wall on the distant sea, which was Moran's Principle Idea Blood.
The wall gradually enveloped the space.
It was grand enough to encircle the British Isles, allowing the poison to erode the world on an unprecedented scale.
"No wonder there's such a formidable army…"
Vortigern muttered as if in praise.
His eyes scanned the demonic army surrounding him.
Each soldier was blessed with Moran's golden sword, making them completely inhuman demonic soldiers.
He was at the singularity formed by the Principle Idea Blood.
Vortigern felt his connection to Britain weakening.
It was as if Moran was turning the tables.
The vast source of magical energy was gradually being absorbed by Moran, who used himself as the core to supply energy to the entire demonic army.