Chapter 339.2
‘There is no guarantee that the angels’ goals align perfectly with the interests of the Codex of Light.’
As countless dynasties and empires that had risen on this land had once been mere tools for the Codex of Light, the Codex itself was just a tool for the angels. Even if the Codex changed its name several times, a new order of believers would eventually emerge.
‘This Dawn Army may just be another treaty like the Licht Agreement,’ Horhel thought, recalling the records of how the Codex had suffered through unbearable bloodshed when it lost all its lands during the Licht Agreement. This time, however, it wasn’t just the Codex, but all faiths and all of humanity that would clash. The bloodshed would be on an entirely different scale.
Even though Horhel could sense impending catastrophe, he knew he had to accept and endure it all.
That was the grand design.
Horhel raised his head and looked beyond the front lines. If the Dawn Army was a gleaming sea of white, what lay ahead was a dark, ashen gray wave. Even though the priests had lit their incense burners thickly around them, the stench of corpses from the frontlines still reached them.
The land ahead was now part of the Black Empire, the territory of Urdantu.
Imitating the angels, Horhel gestured toward it.
‘Go. It is God’s will.’