The Red Iron Dragon stood in the sky, while the Sword Saint lay silent beneath the shattered earth.
With the conclusion of today's battle, the infamous name of the King of Molten Iron is destined to sweep across every corner of the Sel Wilderness, and even beyond mountains and forests, reaching faraway realms.
The eyes of the followers burned with admiration and fanaticism for their leader.
Cheers like mountain cries and sea roars echoed endlessly.
On the opposite side, the human army that had come with the Legendary Sword Saint was in dead silence, as if an invisible giant hand had gripped their throats. Countless soldiers turned pale, their eyes empty, unable to believe the reality before them, their will to fight and discipline crumbling in that moment.
They truly didn't anticipate this result.
A figure known throughout the kingdom, a legend.
Had died right in front of them just like that.
"Submit and live! Defy and die!"
