Chapter 221: Azarin Empire’s fortifications (II)
The attack had started less than ten minutes ago, yet two-thirds of the horde was already lost, without a single sign of human activity by the soldiers of the Azarin Empire. Even if the Golden Sky weakened the demons, it was still clear that the power of the white wall was terrifying, and the energy it had at its disposal was nothing short of extraordinary.
Luckily, the rampage did not come without effect as the demonic horde managed to break the west door. However, just as the demonic beasts were about to surge into the capital, a group of warriors bathed in a golden aura marched forward, their shields blasting the demonic beasts back and their swords cutting them to pieces.
Vlad immediately noticed the power of those warriors and discovered the nature behind their power. ’Paladins. I guess it makes sense considering the presence and power of the Church of Glory.’
The Paladin class was similar to the Priest class in the sense they were a variant of the Warrior Class, able to channel Divine Force. Becoming a Paladin was much easier than becoming a Priest, so with a few months of harsh training, it made sense for some warriors to have attained the specialization.
With the barrage of fireballs coming from the walls and the Paladins protecting the west gate, the demonic horde was unable to advance. It was at this point that the demon Champions finally made their moves, all charging with immense power.
Fireballs also targeted the demon Champions, but they could dodge most and endure the rest using their Force. Just as it seemed the fifteen massive monsters would reach the west gate, a figure appeared above the walls, floating as he basked in golden light.
When Vlad saw that person, a burning rage and killing intent arose in his heart, but he made sure to hide it immediately, not revealing anything.
The one that appeared in the air was none other than Pope Jerom. The old man glanced at the demon Champions with coldness and disdain before channeling his energy and shouting with a regal voice.
"Holy Spell: Sacred Dragon!" Jerom charged his Divine Force into the scepter, merging it into a colossal dragon head nearly twenty meters tall that charged with colossal power toward the demon Champions.