Chapter 346: Sunfire Groge
Time soon passed, and with the help of two demigods Theron and Elizabeth, the third General was easily banished back into the void
Howeve even at that, neither of them rested as and Damien and his family soon left the empty capital and went to Sunfire Groge
A place intercepting the capital from the rest of the empire
Sunfire Gorge was considered the impenetrable throat of the Dragon Kingdom. It was a narrow, jagged scar carved through the continental mountain range, flanked by sheer cliffs that reached into the clouds.
Fifty thousand elite Imperial loyalists were entrenched within the pass. They had spent the last three weeks fortifying the gorge, digging trenches, erecting anti-air wards, and setting up overlapping fields of heavy mana-artillery.
Towering over the encampment stood three First Era War Titans—massive, fifty-foot mechanical behemoths made of enchanted mithril and black iron, their chest-mounted plasma cannons humming with lethal, humming energy.
General Richter, a Peak 6th-Order Knight clad in heavy golden armor, stood on the command parapet. He gripped the hilt of his broadsword, staring down the empty southern road. They were waiting for the Alliance Vanguard. They were prepared to drown the rebel army in blood to protect the Imperial Capital lying hundreds of miles behind them.
The air above the road suddenly warped.
There was no marching army. There were no war horns or banners. Space simply tore open like a fragile piece of parchment, revealing a swirling, pitch-black void.
Three figures stepped out onto the dirt road.
Theron Voss, the King of Darkness, his heavy broadsword resting casually on his shoulder. Elizabeth Voss, the Empress of Deceit, her silver hair catching the afternoon wind. And walking slightly ahead of them, a young man in a tattered black combat coat, a silver mask covering his face, and the dormant Pantheon Sword strapped to his back.
General Richter sneered, his golden aura flaring to life.