Bab 315: 166. A Minor Preparation (Part One)

Translated by A Passing Wanderer

Edited by RED

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A chorus of loud roaring could be heard everywhere.

The Priests were singing a hymn in unison, and the Paladins were brandishing their weapons while shouting out at the top of their lungs.

The current location was a vast battlefield with deafening noises reverberating throughout the land.

In this place, Holy Emperor Allen Olfolse was raising his head high.

Below the cape flapping in the winds were twelve bone hands spreading open like wings. That brought the battle cries to a sudden stop.

Everyone on the battlefield was now paying their undivided attention to their Holy Emperor.

"The climax of the world's destruction has arrived."

The ground below was rumbling as the quiet hymn drifted in the air. The earth below their feet was faintly quaking.

The giants howled out monstrously as they continued to march forward.

"We've experienced far too many sacrifices to reach this point. Therefore... we cannot retreat any further."