A little more than ten million.


    That was the number of soldiers that were mobilized by the Haca Dynasty to conquer the Wanid Kingdom.


    They had carefully nned this campaign over the years, and they had also acquired plenty of resources from thends they had conquered over the past fifty years. That was why they believed that they would finally stand a chance in their pursuit of annexing the Spirit Kingdom.


    In their eyes, the ckrock n was nothing. They were convinced that the Orcs only managed to make them retreat because the other Pirs were there to assist them.


    Having considered that, they initiated coboration with the other Kingdoms who were also eyeing the Wanid Kingdom and invited them into an alliance.


    Their n was to thinly spread the defenders of the Wanid Kingdom, giving them a higher sess rate of conquering it.


    Truth be told, the one with the highest chance of sess in winning the war was the Haca Dynasty.


    With so many trump cards in their possession, winning against the ckrock n was going to be a walk in the park. At least, that was what they believed after winning two campaigns.


    But now, their own weapon, The Destroyer, was being used by the enemy against them. The confidence they had umted from their past two victories, disappeared without a trace.


    "Crystal Dragon''s Breath!"


    As soon as Lux unleashed this devastating attack, Great General Garret hastily retreated to evade the iing attack.


    The High-Rankers and other Rankers immediately followed their Great General, knowing that as long as they followed him, all of them would be safe.


    When the barriers that had been erected by his subordinates shattered, a dazzling brilliance illuminated the surroundings, turning everything it touched into crystal statues.


    Out of the ten million soldiers that had been mobilized for the war, only a third managed to survive Lux''s devastating attack.


    "Damn you!" Ronan cursed at the Half-Elf upon seeing most of his own subordinates turn into crystal statues. "I''ll kill you!"


    The Half-Elf barely let his eyes rest on the High-Ranker before giving him the middle finger.


    "Let''s see who gets killed first," Lux sneered. "Orion, teach that bastard a lesson!"


    The Jade Golem, who had been protecting the "fake" Lux earlier, shifted his attention towards Ronan.


    "Duel [EX]!" Orion shouted as he pointed at the High Ranker who dared to threaten his Master''s life.


    Immediately, Ronan''s body shuddered as he subconsciously looked at the Jade Golem, who was standing next to Barca and Baronar.


    "... Sh*t!" Ronan cursed out loud as his body moved against his will and charged at the Jade Golem.


    "Ronan, are you mad?!" one of the High-Rankers shouted at hispanion who was running head-first into the Orcs without backup.


    The Commander of the Vanguard couldn''t even spare a second to reply to his friend, well aware of the consequences that he''d face if he didn''t focus on defending himself against his sh against the entire Orc Army. He would not be able to return to his Kingdom alive.<novelsnext></novelsnext>


    Although Barca and the other Orc Warlords didn''t understand what was happening, they didn''t let this opportunity slide and ran towards the lone High-Ranker with their weapons poised to strike.


    Ronan raised his golden shield that had been dented by Barca''s attack earlier in the hope that it would allow him to survive the Orcs''bined attack


    A golden barrier wrapped around Ronan''s body just before Barca''s War Axe descended on top of his head.


    Immediately a powerful shockwave erupted at the point of contact, and the ground under Ronan''s feet shattered, sending rocks and dirt flying in every direction.


    The golden-armored Commander kept his mouth shut tight, but that was unable to stop the blood from seeping out of the corner of his lips.


    His Legendary Shield had anotherrge dent on it now, which was the least of his worries. The golden barrier that he had erected was filled with cracks, and if another attack hit it, it would shatterpletely.


    Just as this thought passed Ronan''s head, Oreg''s gauntlet smashed into his shield, breaking it to pieces.


    Suddenly, four wed hands grabbed onto his golden shield and forcefully tore it away, leaving the Human Commander of the Vanguard defenseless.


    "Die!" Barca roared as he once again shed down to deliver the killing blow to the arrogant humanmander who in his eyes deserved to die the most.


    But just as his War Axe was about to decapitate the Human Commander, a ck whip wrapped around Ronan''s body and pulled him away, escaping Barca''s killing blow by a hair''s breadth.


    The High-Rankers had alle to save theirrade and immediately engaged Barca and the Orc Warlords in a heated battle.


    Many of their soldiers had turned into crystal statues, but they still had the advantage of numbers, so they decided to duke it out with the Orcs until they got the upper hand.


    While all this was happening, ALL-MITE sneakily gave the Golden Shield to Pazuzu, and thetter thanked the four-armed hero with a fist bump.


    The Fortress Defender had been eyeing Ronan''s Legendary Shield since the beginning of the battle, so when the opportunity presented itself, he immediately requested ALL-MITE to help snatch the golden shield from the pitiful High-Ranker who angered his Master.


    "ALL-MITE, Zagan, go to Master and ensure his safety," Asmodeus said to hisrades. "Although Draven is there, Master will need some time to store The Destroyer in the Guild''s Treasury. We must get that weapon at all costs."


    "Understood."


    "Very well."


    The Four-Armed Hero and the Strategist of the Covenant, immediately departed to reinforce Lux, who was in the middle of forcibly taking ownership of the Weapon of War and registering it as their Guild''s Property.


    If Lux had a storage ring that could store The Destroyer, he would have already used it to secure the deadly weapon of destruction.


    However, since he had none of those, the only thing he could do was to override its ownership, and make it the property of his Guild, so that he could teleport it to his Guild Treasury.


    This was one of the special privileges of having a Mythical Guild, and Lux would be an idiot if he let such an amazing weapon slip from his hands.