The bombardment continued.

Second round, third round, fourth round... Countless magic bombs kept being thrown out, countless knights fell. As the core of this miracle, Raging Horn was different from others—he had extra resurrection chances!

He could resurrect three times!

After the fifth round of bombardment, the minotaur knight regiment was almost completely exhausted, but Raging Horn still charged madly. Two resurrections had made him completely transform toward non-human.

Originally resembling a burly, robust human except for his head, he now had six arms, massive horns on his head, scales all over his body, and tails five meters long swaying behind him, actually swatting away magic bombs...

Perhaps stimulated by the God of War miracle, those beastmen from behind who had no discipline whatsoever had now broken through the 'minefield' and begun charging toward Twilight City. They knew no pain, no fatigue, no fear as they charged continuously...

Gradually, all magic bombs in the 'minefield' had been triggered. Distant explosions began slowly subsiding, but catapult bombardment didn't stop, still rapidly weakening enemies charging toward them.

Soldiers on Twilight City's walls watched these mad soldiers, watched Raging Horn riding his red war giant bull, charging at the front, already non-human. Some finally couldn't help but start trembling.

Lucina's expression was grave: "All gunmen ready, archers ready—aim at the minotaur leader... attack!"

The moment the command was given, nearly a thousand rays and hundreds of arrows carrying magic bombs almost simultaneously glowed with radiance, accompanied by sharp whistles tearing through air, bombarding Raging Horn's massive non-human body!

No matter how mad Raging Horn was, no matter how non-human, he was still just a high-level knight—how could he possibly withstand such attacks?!

Countless rays and magic bombs bombarded him almost simultaneously, instantly tearing him to pieces.

His last resurrection chance took effect, making him even more fierce and terrifying, but without any movement, he was turned to ash again by residual power from the previous round of attacks. He didn't even have time to move before being eliminated!

"So what if you can resurrect?! So what if you can resurrect multiple times?! No matter how formidable, as long as we focus fire, we can still send you away! The God of Technology's miracle is truly invincible on the battlefield! Everyone, free fire—take down all invading enemies!"

Lucina's excited shouts echoed on the city walls. Raging Horn's disappearance greatly boosted the soldiers' confidence. They even thought that this time, they might create a miracle in war history—completely annihilating a hundred thousand enemies with zero casualties!

"Thank the God of Technology—you have granted us power!"

"Hahaha, the God of Technology will definitely guide us to victory!"

"What God of War miracle?! The God of Technology is truly invincible!"

"I finally understand—the power of technology! From today, I will become the God of Technology's most loyal believer!"

Soldiers' shouts and gunfire wove together, forming a stirring battle symphony. Countless magic bombs kept being thrown out. Some enemies who barely charged out of the bombardment circle were also quickly precisely eliminated by archers, throwers, and gunmen.

Countless beastmen kept being slaughtered.

Streams of pure faith power kept gathering from the battlefield toward Ren...

At the very rear of the Teylir Emirates legion, the high priestess was already enveloped in a bloodlike, sacred, vast radiance. All priests surrounded the flames of war, mumbling. Suddenly, the high priestess seemed to sense something and directly threw herself into those flames of war.

Instantly, the flames of war became even more massive!

Powerful flames baked the surroundings. Even war beasts outside the tent felt terrifying heat, but other priests seemed not to notice at all, following the high priestess and rushing into the flames.

Almost in an instant, the powerful flames of war consumed them completely, leaving no trace.

At the same time, a long horn sound began echoing over the battlefield.

Battle cries and explosions kept ringing out, but in everyone's ears, that horn sound was exceptionally clear. Gradually, a giant condensed in the sky—wearing plate armor, holding a long spear, riding a blazing horse. On that horse were also bow and arrow equipment and a massive shield.

Before people could clearly see this 'giant,' the beastmen who'd just died on the battlefield, the minotaur knight regiment that had been completely exhausted, all resurrected and charged again!

This time's Raging Horn was completely different from before.

Now he had three heads, six arms, eyes full of flames, muscles, tails, scales—everything had been greatly enhanced. He no longer showed any signs of being a living creature, seeming to have become a pure killing machine!

"Damn?! What's happening?!"

"What's happening?!"

Lucina in Twilight City and Ren in the divine realm almost simultaneously voiced confusion.

"That's a God of War phantom. Those beastmen activated ultimate sacrifice." Betty seemed to be seeing a God of War phantom for the first time too, her tone very serious: "When the strongest believer in a group sacrifices themselves as an offering, they gain extraordinary 'miracles.' Though still insufficient to make the god descend personally, this phantom can bring triple 'miracles'!"

"Triple miracles, huh." Ren's gaze was somewhat deep, not knowing what he was thinking.

Horn sounds kept ringing between heaven and earth. Ghost-like Raging Horn led the minotaur knight regiment just resurrected from hell in an even fiercer charge. Clouds seemed torn apart by something as violent winds mixed with snow howled down. Even arrows shot by archers were blown away by the gale.

Every soldier felt bone-chilling cold.

Throughout the Teylir Emirates, whether on the battlefield or far behind, almost all God of War clerics began sitting cross-legged on the ground, chanting God of War prayers. Under some unknown power's influence, their chanting was remarkably unified, as if in the same place.

Mumbling, humming—all gathered in that giant's body in an eerie wavelike pattern.

Even looking at the god's phantom from a great distance was extremely dangerous for Dawn people.

Lucina sternly ordered: "Activate magic barriers! All low, mid, and high-level magicians—charge the war mage towers! Catapults, archers, gunmen, throwers—continue attacking! Don't stop! Whether or not you can hit targets, continue wide-area attacks!"

Magic bombs produced in the rear kept being transported by griffon messengers. Facing such monsters, they had no time to hesitate. Bombardment—even if twisted by gales and hindered by blizzards, they had only one choice: continue bombardment!

Unimaginably terrifying explosions kept erupting at the mountain pass, on the plains.

No one could see clearly how many magic bombs fell around them—just continuous thundering echoing between heaven and earth, even more terrifying than before.

Countless rocks and soil flew wildly. Flames kept rising. Beastmen kept being torn apart, burned to ash, continuously resurrecting...

Watching more and more non-human enemy forces, fear in the walls' soldiers kept climbing. Many still moved, but their hearts prayed continuously... Facing such terrifying scenes, perhaps only prayer could give them any peace.

"Everyone continue! I just confirmed—these beastmen just have two extra resurrection chances. They only have three lives total! Keep attacking! Show these guys what the God of Technology means! No one can withstand our firepower!"

If they could be killed... then there was nothing to fear!

With the God of Technology's Magic Conductors, so what if they could resurrect a few more times?!

They still couldn't charge to the base of the walls, right?!

The soldiers seemed greatly encouraged. Tens of thousands of magic bombs kept being fired out, like countless angry legendary magicians in the sky unleashing world-destroying forbidden magic. Everything visible had almost become a sea of fire.

Countless beastmen charged without knowing what death was. Countless magic bombs and rays poured down from the walls without knowing what money was...

Charging, flames, smoke, death... seemed to become the main theme of the entire battlefield.

Outside the divine realm.

A giant looking identical to the one on the battlefield, only more solid, suddenly appeared. His eyes full of battle intent stared at the Goddess of Magic: "I can sense your aura. That war—you're interfering?! You want to tear up our agreement?!"

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